Chapter 134: Sun Xiaomei Must Be Having a Great Time, Right?

"Sun... Principal Sun?"

Zhou Yue was stunned for a moment before she realized that the Principal Sun mentioned by Director Ma must be Sun Xiaomei.

Her good friend, the current Vice Principal of Seventh Middle School!

She was suddenly overcome by a sense of intense humiliation!

She was already having such bad luck, and now she had to beg her not to deduct her performance bonus!

She really wanted to give Sun Xiaomei a piece of her mind and ask her why she had to make things so difficult for her!

Wasn't it enough to watch her make a fool of herself?

But thinking of those few thousand yuan in performance bonuses, Zhou Yue still didn't dare to have a falling out with Sun Xiaomei!

She was now also the woman of her ex-husband, Lin Dazhi!

If she had a falling out with her, it would only give her more reason to mock her, and she would still have her performance bonus deducted anyway!

With red eyes, Zhou Yue swiped across her phone screen, which was cracked like a spiderweb, and found Sun Xiaomei's number.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Yue dialed Sun Xiaomei's number.

"Hello?" Zhou Yue uttered a syllable in a hoarse voice.

"Dear, where are you? What made you think of calling me?"

Sun Xiaomei's voice on the other end of the line was crisp and pleasant, tinged with a sense of cheerfulness.

But Zhou Yue only found the voice incredibly disgusting, as if it were mocking her.

"Xiaomei, I need to ask you for a favor. You know my brother is sick and hospitalized. I'm still at the hospital now, and I forgot to ask for leave in my haste earlier. Director Ma just called me and said that according to the rules, my performance bonus will be deducted. Could you please forgive me this one time?"

Zhou Yue's voice grew lower as she spoke, her face wearing an expression of extreme humiliation.

Sun Xiaomei was her best friend and a colleague she had worked with for seven years!

Yet now, she had to grovel to her to get things done!

Zhou Yue felt like she was going to be driven mad by the frustration!

"Oh my, look at me, I've been so busy all afternoon that I forgot to ask how our brother is doing?" Sun Xiaomei asked with concern from the other end of the line.

"He hasn't woken up yet. The doctor said he isn't out of the danger zone and needs further observation," Zhou Yue said listlessly.

"Sigh, what a mess. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion, how did it end up like this? By the way, do you need any help there? I have a few things to take care of here, but I'll come to see you once I'm done," Sun Xiaomei said.

"No need, Xiaomei. About that performance bonus, could you..." Zhou Yue said, suppressing her displeasure.

"Hey, it's nothing, what a small matter. Director Ma is just someone who loves to make a mountain out of a molehill. Don't worry, I'll cover for you on this!" Sun Xiaomei said with a giggle on the other end of the line.

"Then thank you," Zhou Yue said with a bitter tone.

"What are you thanking me for, we're sisters. Alright dear, I have to go to the Education Bureau for a meeting in a bit, so I won't chat with you for now. I'll come to the hospital to see our brother after the meeting."

The call ended. Zhou Yue recalled the words Sun Xiaomei had just said to her, not knowing whether she should feel relieved or sad.

That bitch Sun Xiaomei must be laughing her head off inside.

Isn't her current miserable state exactly what she wanted to see?

She is now sleeping with her man, spending her man's money, and sitting on the Vice Principal throne that her man helped her secure. And she, the former wife, still has to grovel to her over such a small matter as asking for leave!

That bitch, calling her a good sister on the phone, she must be laughing quite happily inside!

Zhou Yue thought with resentment, her knuckles turning white as she gripped her phone.

"Who is the family member of Zhou Xiaojun? Come over here!" The doctor's voice rang out in the hallway.

"I am, I am Zhou Xiaojun's sister!" Hearing the doctor's words, Zhou Yue immediately pulled herself together and said.

"Oh, then come with me," the doctor gestured for her to follow.

Zhou Yue followed the doctor to the office and asked nervously, "Doctor, how is my brother?"

"The situation is not bad; he is temporarily out of danger and can be transferred from the ICU to a general ward in a while. However, his bodily functions are very weak now, and he must not be subjected to any further stimulation. You family members need to provide 24-hour bedside care."

The doctor said while picking up the medical records to explain the condition to Zhou Yue.

Zhou Yue nodded repeatedly, looking at the complex professional terminology, and finally understood the general situation after a long while.

He was out of danger and temporarily fine, but he needed to continue hospitalization for treatment.

The good news was that he didn't need to stay in the ICU, which cost over thirty thousand a day.

The bad news was that he required 24-hour meticulous care and could not be subjected to any stimulation.

According to the doctor's description, Zhou Xiaojun's body was now extremely fragile. Because his immune system had been destroyed, his existing heart problems had become exceptionally severe, and he would only be able to lie in a hospital bed from now on, maintaining his life through care.

In other words, Zhou Xiaojun would only be able to lie in a hospital bed from now on and would never be able to live like a normal person again.

Even in this state, it was hard to say how long he could hold on. Because AIDS would continuously destroy his immune system, making his body weaker and weaker while causing various complications.

Death was just a matter of time; the only difference was how long it would take.

Optimistically estimated, he might hold on for half a year to a year; if pessimistic, it could be a month, two months, or even at any time.

A flash of deep sorrow crossed Zhou Yue's eyes.

This brother of hers, no matter how many flaws he had, was after all a relative with blood thicker than water.

Such a result was truly hard for her to accept!

Mechanically following the doctor's requirements, she finished the paperwork and moved Zhou Xiaojun to a general ward with the medical staff.

After being busy for most of the day, it was already past seven in the evening when everything was finished.

Zhou Yue watched Zhou Xiaojun wearing a hospital gown, lying on the bed receiving an IV drip, his pale face devoid of any color, his eyes tightly shut.

A wave of sleepiness washed over her, and Zhou Yue couldn't help but drift off into a daze.

Then, Zhou Yue had a dream.

She dreamed that she had come to Liu Haibo's house again.

It seemed to be the day of her wedding, and the room was decorated in a festive manner.

Liu Haibo was sitting on the sofa, his face flushed red, reeking of alcohol, and still eating an ice cream.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yue immediately cried out, "Lao Liu, where the hell did you die? I'm being bullied to death, and you don't even care about me!"

"He won't be able to care about you anymore, you bitch."

A gentle voice rang out, yet it was faintly tinged with a trace of anger!

Zhou Yue looked toward the sound and saw a woman wearing a bright red wedding dress walking out of the master bedroom.

The woman looked very gentle, the typical type of a virtuous wife and good mother; she felt she looked somewhat familiar, but could not recall where she had seen her.

"Who are you? Why are you in my house?" Zhou Yue looked at this woman, and for some reason, an instinctual hostility arose within her.

"Your house? Hahahaha, Zhou Yue, why don't you ask Liu Haibo whose house this is?" The woman's voice was filled with venom, making Zhou Yue's heart tremble!