Meng Chuyue also said, "Uncle, Aunt, you should go inside now, don't catch a cold. Xiao Jun will still need you to take care of him after he wakes up."
Zou's parents then went in.
The rest of their family also crowded in.
They were all ordinary people and had never seen such a high-end hospital room that was even more comfortable than a superior hotel; their eyes gleamed with amazement.
They murmured in admiration in hushed tones.
Soon, Shen Ci had someone send over some delicious food.
Eldest Uncle Zou couldn't help asking the person who brought it, "These things aren't cheap, are they?"
The person smiled, "They're not cheap indeed. All of this together costs over three hundred."
Meals for over a dozen people, all expensive dishes, plus fruits and drinks certainly add up to that much.
Eldest Uncle Zou clicked his tongue and silently prayed that Zou Xiaojun would not get past the critical phase.
