After all, at the beginning of childhood, her father listed a bank account for her and her brother respectively. Every year, he would put money into the account for their own expenses. However, since she graduated from college, she rarely moved the money. She usually earned almost enough money by herself.

"Yes, Miss Jun." the Secretary said respectfully.

When junleyan came to the ward where the little girl lived on the brain surgery floor of the inpatient department, he saw the little girl wrapped in thick gauze on her head and still lying in a coma on the hospital bed.

The little girl's grandfather was sitting next to him, looking at his granddaughter with tears. But now he can't do anything except such company.

Looking at the little girl like this, Jun LeYang seemed to see herself again. There were photos at home. After her brain surgery, she lay unconscious on the hospital bed and was photographed. Later, her father showed her the photos and told her that her mother never left the hospital bed when she was unconscious.

After seeing junle Yan, the old man quickly got up, "you... You are miss Jun who sent my child to the hospital that day. I told the nurse that you helped my child with first aid, otherwise the child's life may have been lost."

The old man said that he was going to kneel. For him, he didn't know what else to do except to express his gratitude.

Junleyan quickly stopped, asked the child's condition, handed some food to the old man, and then left.

When she got out of the ward, she just heard two nurses talking, "the little girl in bed 17 is really poor. If she drags on like this, I'm afraid she won't last long."

"But now who dares to operate on her twice in the hospital? The success rate is too low. It's easy to die on the operating table."

"Isn't there Professor Mei? Professor Mei has had many successful cases of complex surgery abroad. If you operate on this little girl, you should also succeed."

"Professor Mei didn't do the little girl's first operation. If Professor Mei picked it up halfway now, if the operation really failed, it wouldn't be like carrying the pot. He smashed his own sign at that time, so no one in the hospital asked Professor Mei to take over the case!"

Junle Yan heard the speech and went forward, "is Professor Mei in the inpatient department or the outpatient department today?"

The two nurses thought junleyan was a patient, so they said, "Professor Mei is at the clinic, but he only looks at the clinic for half a day in the morning. If you want to find him, you have to hurry up." after all, it's almost 11 o'clock now.

"Thank you." junle Yan thanked and hurried to the clinic.

At the brain surgery clinic, in front of Mei Beichen's clinic, there are many people waiting, all of whom have specially hung up the expert clinic number. Junleyan wanted to enter the waiting area to wait, but the nurse stopped him and asked him to show the registration form. Junleyan had to go and make up a temporary number.

Sitting in the waiting area, she waited quietly. When her name finally flashed on the call screen, she took a deep breath and walked into the consulting room.

At this time, she was already the last patient. Mei Beichen sat at the desk in the consulting room, looked at her faintly, and then asked for her registration form, medical record card and medical card in a formulaic way. "What's wrong?"