"Younger martial sister, what are you welcome?"

Wenyang open-minded road.

"However, I just sent the medical record to the other party, and the other party was not sure that we could do the operation, sweetheart, in short, we can't give up any hope."

Of course, just as strict as it is, it is impossible for Wenyang to Tell ye that there is no God's hand in this world.

Wen Yang asked countless people who didn't know who God's hand was?

As if the mysterious hand of God, there was no existence in the world at all.

"I know, I understand."

When ye said this, the mobile phone rang, and Xie xuning called.

"Sweetheart, I'm going to see the vice president of the hospital at that time."

The staff of that hospital were scattered. Some even left their jobs. Therefore, it was very difficult to find the things they had been doing at that time.

However, if there is a glimmer of hope, it is impossible for Xie xuning to give up on any difficult matter.

Kung Fu is not a man of heart.

He finally found the vice president of the hospital in the vast sea of people.

The vice president has retired and has now returned to his hometown.

Fortunately, the old family of vice president is only the suburb of the capital city, and it is not too far away. It only takes an hour and a half to drive.

"Dad, I'll go with you."

Ye sweet heart hears, had the hospital news at that time, also can not care for other, then blurted out.

"I'm already at the door of the hospital," Xie said

Ye sweetheart will own things, quickly sorted out, and hurried to the hospital gate.

Driving to the suburbs, in recent years, the suburbs of capital have developed very fast.

Even in rural areas, every household has cement roads, and cable TV and running water are installed.

The vice president's home, just at the end of the village, is a self-built courtyard.

Just under snow, the courtyard of the green brick on the tile, then piled a thin layer of white snow.

Xie xuning and ye sweetheart got off the car, and they went to the courtyard, reached out their hands and rang the doorbell.

"Here."

A middle-aged woman came to open the door.

When I saw two strange people, he asked, "who are you looking for?"

"Is dean Zhang Zhongjie living here?"

"Yes, but you are..."

The middle-aged woman was very alert, not opening the door all, but just opened a small seam, and spoke to Xie xuning and sweetheart.

"We have something to ask him."

"Maybe, he can't tell you anything."

The middle-aged woman opened the courtyard door and entered the courtyard, and ye saw a rockery in the middle of the yard.

On the rockery, there was also a thin layer of snow, under the rockery, a few small fish, in a happy swim to swim.

The little fish didn't seem to feel cold at all.

"I am the nanny of this family. I am invited to take care of Mr. Zhang."

The nanny introduced Ye sweetheart and father and daughter into the house, which was burning a boiler, warm and comfortable.

"Two, have tea first."

Middle aged women served two cups of hot tea, which was full of tea fragrance. It seemed that the cold on people was swept away.

"This is Mr. Zhang."

The nanny pushed out a wheelchair, in which a skinny old man was sitting.

He is very thin.

Thin as if only the skin wrapped bone.

"Mr. Zhang, can I ask you about one thing?"

Mr. Zhang Zhongjie looked at Xie xuning, and he extended his trembling finger and pointed to his face, "fight Listen to... "

The nanny explained, "Mr. Zhang has Alzheimer's disease. Many things, I don't remember it!"

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