The person in charge took him back home. As soon as he entered the house, she asked him to go to the bedroom to do his homework, while she went to the kitchen, thinking that he would have dinner quickly tonight.

Jiang Zhouhe went back to his bedroom and put today's homework on his desk according to his mother's requirements. Suddenly, he saw the mobile phone in his schoolbag.

He thought of the messages he had sent to Si Luoyu before, and suddenly reacted. He anxiously took them out, lit up the screen, and found that there was really a reply.

He looked anxiously and frowned suspiciously at the news that she had reported that he was in the hospital.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Zhouhe cares about her.

Si Luoyu is playing with his mobile phone. He receives his message and laughs happily.

"No, it's just a little hurt, but my parents are worried about me. It seems that they will stay in the hospital for a few more days." She continued to send him messages to clarify her situation.

Seeing her words, Jiang Zhouhe was a little relieved.

It's not easy to catch the chance to chat with him. Of course, Si Luoyu won't let it go, and then he starts chatting.

She quickly typed a line on the screen: "how's the school recently?" Then click send.

He thought about it, as if nothing special had happened, but he remembered the picture when her deskmate asked him, so he told her this.

"Your deskmate seems to be worried about you. He stopped me and asked why you didn't come." When he's done, send it.

Seeing this message, Si Luoyu suddenly realized that it was his deskmate who was worried about himself, and then he knew that he didn't come.

She can think of her deskmate's face lost because she didn't come. She can't help sighing. She thinks that after she leaves hospital, she will go back to school to make up for her deskmate.

They were chatting. Most of the time had passed. The person in charge cooked the food in the kitchen and put it on the table. Looking at his son's door still closed, he went over and knocked.

"Dutiful, dutiful!" Jiang Zhouhe was startled by the sudden knock on the door. Then he heard his mother's voice, "son, have dinner!"

He answered and looked at the chat box with sloyu on his mobile phone. With a feeling of regret, he typed a line: "I'm going to have dinner. I'll talk later."

Si Luoyu wanted to talk about something else, but when he saw this message, he had to stop typing and delete it word by word.

Friday is coming soon. Sloyu has been in the hospital for nearly a week. She doesn't know why she didn't get hurt and stayed in the hospital for so long.

Today, Luoyu silk made delicious food for her as usual. As soon as she came in, she saw her daughter sitting on the bed with her big eyes staring at her from the door.

"What's the matter?" She went over, put the lunch box down and asked in a puzzled way.

With a sly smile, Si Luoyu suddenly took her hand and said, "Mommy, do you know what day tomorrow is?"

She wanted to hint at Luoyu silk, but it happened that Luoyu silk forgot to have piano lessons tomorrow, so she was confused.

"What day?" She asked back.

Si Luoyu sighed, let go and said, "I'm going to have a piano lesson tomorrow. Mommy, I want to leave the hospital!" She had to express herself. She wants to leave the hospital normally, and then goes to the piano shop to have piano lessons. She can't help but look forward to meeting Jiang Zhouhe.

But Luoyu silk shook her head and firmly rejected her meaning: "you are not well now. How can you leave the hospital? I don't agree. Luoyu, you have to stay in the hospital for a few more days."

But she did not want to, hastily said that he had recovered very well, but also stood up and moved.

"Mommy, do you think I'm normal? I just fell down. It's not serious." She said briskly.

Luoyu silk had a dignified face, but she still couldn't be convinced by her words, and then advised: "the doctor said you fell on your head, just in case, we'd better stay in the hospital for a while."

No matter what, she refused to let go, and snow began to lose her head.

"What about tomorrow's piano class?" She murmured unhappily.

Luoyu silk saw her depression, so she came up to her and stroked her head with her hand.

She gently said to Si Luoyu, "I won't go to piano class tomorrow. I'll ask for leave for you. We'll go again when you're ready."

Since she insisted so much, Si Luoyu disobeyed her again and nodded her head cleverly.

Luoyu silk saw that she agreed and said with a smile, "I made you something to eat. It's your favorite sweet and sour ribs. Let's eat it first?"

With food, Si Luoyu's mood gradually recovered, but it's still a pity that he can't go to piano class tomorrow.

Luoyu silk accompanies her and stays in the ward until evening. Then she sees that the time for accompanying is coming, so she packs up her things and prepares to go home.

"Luoyu, tomorrow Mommy will make delicious food to see you. Remember to go to bed early!" She told her daughter before she left.

After she left the ward, Si Luoyu saw that she was the only one here, so she picked up her mobile phone and opened the social chat software.

She opened the chat box with Jiang Zhouhe, and then began to type with both hands: "Jiang Zhouhe, my mom won't let me go to piano class tomorrow, maybe we won't be able to meet tomorrow."

She felt sorry and couldn't wait to share her feelings with Jiang Zhouhe.

Jiang Zhouhe was coming out of the bath when the person in charge saw that his hair was wet and worried that he would get cold. So he called him to blow his hair for him.

After blowing his hair, he went back to the room. As soon as he came up, he heard the "tick" of his mobile phone. He picked it up curiously and found that it was the message sent to him by sloyu.

He looked at it, saw the whole content of the information, and understood her situation.

He first comforted her: "your mother probably also cares about your body. You'd better take good care of yourself in the hospital and come back to class."

See his information, Si Luoyu lost mood to make up for, and then see he sent a message: "if you can't come tomorrow, then next time we meet, I will teach you tomorrow's class content alone."

When she finished reading this message, her head was empty and her eyes were stagnant. I didn't expect that he would say that.

Si Luoyu immediately elated, thinking that tomorrow can not go to piano lessons, can not see him, it seems not a kind of regret.

At this time, Si Luoyu was still immersed in Jiang Zhouhe's talk about teaching her to play the piano. At this time, Jiang Zhouhe suddenly thought of something and asked subconsciously, "by the way, which hospital are you in?"“ Well, what's wrong with the Municipal People's hospital? " Si Luoyu was a little strange. In the face of this question, she didn't think much and told him directly.