Jiang Chan held an an's little paw and said, "I know your difficulties. Don't worry. I will be able to scrape up Kangkang's operation fee for the latest new year."

Dean fan immediately stepped down: "little cicada, you shouldn't do this. Where do you get the money?"

Jiang Chan saw that there were not many people around. She simply said to her, "the scholarship of the school is very rich. This time, the school gave 50000 because I entered the finals."

"If I go to the winter camp, it's 100000. If I can join the national team and win awards, the scholarship will be doubled directly. I have applied for two subjects, each of which is this award, so you don't have to worry."

President fan was delighted and frowned again: "I don't understand your competition, but the national team is very powerful. Can you succeed, little cicada? Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Jiang Chan blinked. "Don't you know me? If you're not sure I won't promise, you can relax. I'm involved in the yard. Just take care of the barbecue stand. Don't worry about other things."

An an: "sister Jiang Chan is the most powerful. She says she can do it!"

There are really no thorns in the yard. Everyone is very clever and can help do things with quick ability. Besides, Jiang Chan also grew up in the yard. The yard is her home, and she can't stand idly by when things are difficult at home.

The grandparents and grandchildren left slowly. A few seconds after they left, a thin figure came out from behind the nearby column. He squinted at the direction of Jiang Chan, "Jiang Chan? So she is Jiang Chan."

Wang Runhui didn't mean to eavesdrop on Jiang Chan's words. He just discussed with his classmates behind the column that he was going to have a black party in the afternoon. Where do you know what Jiang Chan said?

After taking a closer look at his small back, the boy whistled into the gate of the hospital. That figure still looks very handsome, on the premise that he ignores the insulation box in his hand.

He knocked on the office door and looked at Dr. Wang who looked up from the file. The boy came in with one hand in his pocket: "director Wang, are you still busy?"

Dr. Wang looked up at him with a gentle smile: "Why are you here? Shouldn't you go out for a walk and relax during the monthly holiday?"

Wang Runhui came in and carried the heat preservation bucket in front of him: "it's not that our mother is worried about your body. She specially sent me to bring you food? She also told me to watch you eat up."

Dr. Wang took off his glasses and pinched his eyebrows: "OK, you sit and rest for a while, and you can go back when I finish my meal."

Thinking of Jiang Chan and his party just seen, and thinking of his father's sad face, Wang Runhui tentatively said, "I just met a classmate at the gate. What's the situation with her and how did she come here to see a doctor?"

Dr. Wang didn't lift his head: "what classmate?"

"It's an old woman, a little girl and two little boys." Wang Runhui lay opposite Dr. Wang and stared at him without blinking.

"What's the matter with her? Is it serious?"

To tell the truth, he didn't know what Jiang Chan came here for, but seeing that Jiang Chan was in good health, he didn't forget that a little boy looked sick and thin.

It is estimated that most of the problem still lies in the little boy. When thinking about the famous Cardiology Department of the provincial Affiliated Hospital, Wang Runhui thinks she has guessed the truth of yidui, but she still needs to confirm with Dr. Wang.

Dr. Wang glanced at him lightly: "I have professional ethics. Just now I did treat this group of people in your mouth, but I can't tell you the details."

Wang Runhui held her chin with both hands: "let me guess. It's the youngest child who is ill, isn't it?"

Dr. Wang sighed and pushed away the lunch box that had not eaten a few mouthfuls: "Alas, the children of the poor are in charge early. These people are not easy."

"Wrong?" Dr. Wang suddenly frowned suspiciously: "you study in the provincial capital middle school. Other girls are still in the next city. How can you be a classmate?"

Wang Runhui raised her eyebrows: "this is very famous. Almost all middle schools in the province know her name. The competition class has entered the finals in less than three months."

"It is said that she is still a freshman in senior high school, and physics and biology have all entered the finals. Now we are all guessing that she has a place in this year's winter camp, which is very powerful!"

"I remember you were a sophomore this year, and you just entered the finals. You studied one more year than a little girl." Dr. Wang raised his eyebrow and spared no effort to beat his own son.

"Dad, it's hard to tear down people. They are geniuses. I'm just a little smarter than ordinary people." Wang Runhui wailed on the chair.

"I just overheard their conversation. How much does the child's operation cost?"

"A lot. For an orphanage, it's already a very large number. You have to ask for this number from front to back." Dr. Wang slapped, "I've reduced them as much as possible, otherwise there will be more.

"Orphanage? Jiang Chan is from the orphanage? Isn't that incredible? Someone should be rushing to adopt such an excellent girl?"

"Maybe, if you know these things, don't say them out casually." Dr. Wang warned, worried that his jumping son couldn't hold the door.

"No wonder she just said that she was responsible for the operation expenses?" Wang Runhui murmured, "sure enough, knowledge changes destiny, learning changes life, and technology can bring wealth. Don't worry, Dad, I won't say anything."

Without waiting for Dr. Wang to ask, the boy quickly rushed to one side of the chair and sat down. He touched his mobile phone and chatted with faxiao.

He sighed about Jiang Chan at that time and put it aside. In the final analysis, the reason why he cared so much about Jiang Chan was that Jiang Chan's name was too big.

Jiang Chan doesn't know that her reputation has spread to other cities. Of course, it's only among the students. The public doesn't know yet. She is packing and will check out later.

In the evening, she can still go back to the competition class in time to study. Now she has to collect An'an's operation expenses. Jiang Chan is more interested in the competition. Even the man level boss has to spur herself all the time.

Moreover, Jiang Chan never thought she was smart. She just happened to have more time than others to learn those knowledge.