Looking at Fu Junfeng knocking at the door and leaving the back, Sun Wencong’s face is thick with consternation. Why are you so happy just listening to Fu Junfeng’s voice?
Can manager fu really let bygones be bygones and be with Cheng Meng?
-digression–
Too many things have happened today. I beg for forgiveness on my knees … mmm.
☆ No laughing in public.
Xiu Zhenqian left Cheng Meng’s apartment and went directly back to the company, while Cheng Meng hurried in the direction of reassuring nursing home.
Cheng Meng came to the hospital and went directly to Zhang Zhiping’s office. Sure enough, Jingwu had been waiting there for a long time.
Cheng Meng hit the office door and walked in. He frowned at the information, and the fog looked up at him.
"Dr. Zhang Zhujing"
"Little dream came and sat down. Jingwu and I were discussing your mother’s illness."
"good"
Cheng Meng glanced at Jing Wu and sat down on the sofa. Jing Wu looked at her eyes with a little bit of exploration.
Just as Cheng Meng was curious about his eyes, he asked, "Your name is Cheng Meng?"
Cheng Meng was slightly dumbfounded. It was the second time they met, but it seems that she hasn’t introduced her name to him yet.
"Yes, my name is Cheng Meng and I’m Cheng Yalan’s family."
Looking at Cheng Mengjing’s foggy eyes and holding a pile of information, his hand tightened slightly. "Do you know Fu Junfeng?"
What does it mean to ask such a question at this time when you look at Jing Wu Cheng Meng for a moment? Does he know Fu Junfeng?
After considering it, Cheng Mengcai said, "How can I not know the famous Fu Zong?"
An actor has to be acting all the time.
The eyes behind Jing Wu’s gold-rimmed glasses meditated slightly for a moment, and the cold eyes and corners of his mouth reminded him of a gentle smile. "It’s also that people like Fu always know that there is no one who doesn’t get me wrong. Hearing your name reminds me of a disgusting woman. Don’t mind that I’m not aiming at you."
Is it also called Cheng Meng to hate women?
Cheng Meng evoked a faint smile at the corner of his mouth to show that he was not angry. "It’s unfortunate that there are so many people with the same name in the world, and Dr. Jing hates people with the same name."
"Well, there are many people with the same name in the world. Besides, I hate that woman who is vain and plays with other people’s feelings. Naturally, it won’t be Miss Cheng."
The scenery and fog sound is very nice, which belongs to warm colors. The bright eyes flash across and the warm smile makes people feel very comfortable. It is naturally not a good person to make such people hate women.
Cheng Meng silently thought in his mind.
Jing Wu withdrew and looked at Cheng Meng’s eyes. It was not that he was saying nice things to Cheng Meng, but that although her eyes were cold, her eyes were very clear and there was a calming breath. She was really not the woman who played with Brother Feng, but she had the same name.
Feeling the subtle atmosphere of the two, Zhang Zhiping slightly picked the eyebrows and broke the silence in the air. "Let’s talk about Cheng Yalan’s illness first."
Jing Wu should have arranged a pile of materials in his own hands and then put them on the table to look up at Cheng Meng’s instant transformation into a serious doctor. "I just made a simple examination of Cheng Yalan’s condition. This kind of symptom is rare in the history of medicine. I contacted my classmates abroad and they will help me find out the phase, but I suggest that further research should be done now. I want to bring Cheng Yalan back to the people’s hospital to ask your opinion this time."
Jing Wu said that Cheng Meng looked up at Zhang Zhiping for a moment and then hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you mean to transfer my mother?"
"Yes, this is my suggestion that you consider making decisions again and again."
"What is the situation of my mother?"
When her mother committed suicide by jumping off a building and became a vegetable, she tried to wake her mother up, but after trying various methods, her patience was gradually worn away, especially when Zhang Zhiping told her that her mother didn’t want to wake up, she suddenly realized that it was strange that an entertainment diva still had nostalgia for the world after what she had experienced.
It seems that I saw the sadness in Cheng Meng’s eyes, and the fog gradually softened. "I don’t know if your mother wants to wake up, but at this time you must want her to hear you call her mother again. Now all the decisions are in your hands without you to think about it slowly."
"It’s not easy for you to think about the little dream for a few years, and it’s not easy for you to lose your mother." Zhang Zhiping said soothingly on the side
Cheng Meng slowly tightened his hands in front of him and looked up at the fog. He almost didn’t hesitate to say "good transfer" to him.
Look at Cheng Meng resolutely. Look at Jing Wu’s eyebrows and eyes. Look gentle. Many people took a pile of information next to them and handed it to Cheng Meng. "This is for you to transfer to another hospital and show you if there is no problem, just sign it in the face."
Looking at the joints in front of him with the image of a doctor, Cheng Mengmei’s heart is slightly mixed. He has already prepared the award!
As a result, Cheng Meng flipped through the paper one by one and reached the last page. He picked up a pen and signed his name in person.
Handing the award to Jing Wu Cheng Meng seems to be a sigh of relief. "When can my mother be transferred?"
"Right now."
Jingwu put a good look at the grant and said to Zhang Zhiping, "Senior, arrange the transfer now. I’ll make a call to get ready for the people’s hospital."
"good"
Words fall scene fog got up and walked toward the outside, Zhang Zhiping also picked up the words and related departments.
Cheng Meng gestured a Zhang Zhiping and then walked out of the office and went directly to Cheng Yalan ward. Aunt Cao was wiping Cheng Yalan’s face and watching Cheng Meng come in and quickly moved the stool to Cheng Meng.
"Little dream today why didn’t you bring that little guy? Such a cute little guy is strange and lovable. "
When I arrived in lin xi, Cheng Mengmei’s eyes were heavy and gradually relieved. She smiled and said, "I’m in a hurry. The little guy is still sleeping."
Going to the hospital bed, dreaming that Aunt Cao massaged Cheng Yalan’s stiff body and looked up at Aunt Cao. She hesitated for a dream and said, "Aunt Cao, my mother will be transferred to the Municipal People’s Hospital today. I don’t know if you would like to continue to be my mother’s care worker in the past?"
Cheng Meng’s words fell to Cheng Yalan for massage. Aunt Cao was slightly one leng. "It’s very expensive to suddenly transfer to hospital and treat there."
Aunt Cao knows Cheng Meng’s economic situation. She said this at this time for Cheng Meng’s sake.
"There are better conditions over there for mom’s treatment."
"Oh, well, it’s convenient for my family to pick me up and drop me off here. I’m afraid I can’t go there if your mother is really transferred."
Aunt Cao has taken care of Cheng Yalan for several years and is very careful. Cheng Meng certainly hopes that Aunt Cao can go there this time, but she can’t be forced if Aunt Cao doesn’t want to.
"Well, I’ve been bothering you for years."
"What can I say? I feel sorry. It’s rare to meet a good employer like you, but you can rest assured that there are suitable people. I’ll pay attention to them for you."
"Thank you, Aunt Cao"
Aunt Cao can’t go with Cheng Meng, but she has already guessed it, but she is still looking for other caregivers.
With the help of Jingwu, the transfer was quickly solved. Because Cheng Yalan’s symptoms are worth studying in the hospital, the single ward facilities are also top-notch. Of course, compared with Anxin sanatorium, the medical treatment and hospitalization here are relatively high
Arranged Cheng Yalan has arrived in the afternoon, and Cheng Meng quickly took the documents to the floor to pay for the window. Many Cheng Meng lined up with the documents and sent Zhou Mei short messages.
I haven’t seen lin xi for a day, clamoring for her. It’s not convenient to answer the phone at this time. Cheng Meng sends a text message to comfort him.
When will little lin xi’s mother come back? I miss you so much that I missed a bag for lunch.
Although the message was sent by Zhou Mei, Cheng Meng can imagine that when lin xi said this, the cute and dead little figure looked at the corners of his mouth and could not help but evoke a warm smile.
Hold the phone and I was just about to reply to a deep mute sound coming from the top of my head.
"Looking at what? No laughing in public. "