Between the outpatient building and the comprehensive building of the First People's Hospital, there is a large green meadow with shrubs as railings, dotted with flowers, and a winding pavilion trail winding through it, where rehabilitated patients often take walks and breathe some fresh air.

Mao Cuihua's post-traumatic stress disorder has been reduced a lot, as long as she doesn't look at the male doctor, she can still have a simple conversation or two, but if the male doctor touches her, she still can't help but want to dodge and resist.

In the past few days, her diet and daily life have been taken care of by Liang Xiaojun, and the relationship between the two has become deeper and deeper, and they are both called sisters. Liang Xiaojun took advantage of today's good weather to bring Mao Cuihua out to bask in the sun, which was quite good for the recovery of her wounds.

At this time, the two were sitting on a gazebo stone bench in the green space, chatting with each other.

"Sister Xiaojun, you see that this big city is good, there are high-rise buildings everywhere, there is a lot of traffic everywhere, and you can't see the edge. Mao Cuihua put her hand on the pergola and looked at it, there were buildings everywhere, one after another, and there was no edge in sight.

"Silly girl, what's so good about high-rise buildings, and none of them are your own. Liang Xiaojun was standing behind Mao Cuihua to help her braid her hair, her technique was ingenious, and she was intertwined and braided left and right in an orderly manner.

"Sister Xiaojun, you said that if I recover from my injury, can I stay in this big city and work?"

"Aren't you going back to your hometown? Do you still want to work here?" Liang Xiaojun was wearing an ordinary beige shirt with black cropped pants today, very capable and ladylike. In the past, when I was in the traffic police force, I had to wear police uniforms and equipment during working hours, but now I can finally be transferred to protect witnesses without being so restricted.

Mao Cuihua bowed her head with a worried face and said: "Actually, I secretly ran out without telling my father, you said that if I go back like this, will my father beat me to death?"

"Silly girl, how can your own father be cruel to his daughter. Don't think about so much mess, taking care of your illness is the most important thing. Liang Xiaojun was engrossed in braiding her hair, completely unaware that a pair of eyes behind her had turned back and forth on her several times.

"Girl, can I sit here?"

An old voice came from behind Liang Xiaojun, and when she looked back, she saw that an old woman with white hair over her age had also come to the pavilion, and hurriedly beckoned: "Mother-in-law, please take a seat." ”

"Alas~ good, good. The old woman was supported by a teenage patient and slowly sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, her withered face blooming with a smile, and she was secretly staring at Liang Xiaojun's face carefully.

"Grandma Wang, you sit and rest, I'll go over there to play around, and you can call me again when you want to leave." As soon as Grandma Wang sat down, the half-grown son stabbed himself and ran to play.

"Mother-in-law, is this your grandson?" Liang Xiaojun smiled slightly, and saw the young man jumping happily on the lawn.

"Hehe, if only I had such a big grandson. This is a little patient in the same ward as me, and he is also a hard-working child. Grandma Wang looked at Liang Xiaojun's face, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and she couldn't help asking, "Girl, how old are you this year?"

"I'm twenty-five, mother-in-law, why are you asking this?" Liang Xiaojun looked at her mother-in-law in surprise, not knowing what she meant.

"Girl, don't blame your mother-in-law for being too abrupt, the main thing is that your mother-in-law sees that your girl looks likable, and she really can't help what she says. She took out a mobile phone from her pocket, flipped out a photo and stretched it out in front of Liang Xiaojun and said: "This is my son, he is twenty-eight years old this year, and he works in a large company, I just want to ask if you have no friends, can you meet my son, you two know each other?"

It turned out that the old man took the initiative to talk to him, but he was a matchmaker for his son, Liang Xiaojun's face turned red, and it was embarrassing enough to be suddenly introduced to the object directly.

Mao Cuihua, who had been facing away from Grandma Wang, heard that she was introducing the object to Sister Xiaojun, so she turned her head curiously to look at it, and looked at the photo of the man in Grandma Wang's mobile phone, and the whole person trembled as if she had been overpowered! How could there be such a strange thing in the world, that there would be the mother of the great enemy living in the same hospital!

The more Mao Cuihua looked at the photo, the more chilling she felt, and the scenes of horror and humiliation resurfaced in front of her, she got up angrily, pulled her legs and ran, her braids that had not been tied tightly were scattered, and the whole person seemed to be crazy.

"Cuihua, what's wrong with you?" Liang Xiaojun saw Mao Cuihua's abnormal appearance, and hurriedly chased after her, this is her duty, but she must not make a mess.

"Girl, you go slowly, you think about it. Grandma Wang looked at Liang Xiaojun's back running quickly, and said, "Look at this round and warped big ass, it is definitely a material that can give birth to a son!"

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Gong Xinmin, who had just undergone a kidney transplant, returned to the office before he could sit on his hot ass when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in. He took a sip of tea and sat up straight.

"Yo, Dean Gong, you are so busy early in the morning, I heard the nurse say that you are going to have surgery, is it the pony in the twenty bed?"

"Hehe, Sister Xie, your news is really well-informed. Dean Gong smiled noncommittally, he had already estimated why she came.

"Dean Gong, do you see that I've been living here for almost three months, and I still don't have a suitable kidney source for me?"

"Sister Xie, now you have been ranked on our hospital's "Kidney Transplant Waiting Patient List". If there is a suitable voluntary kidney donation, we will definitely arrange for you to have surgery as soon as possible. Dean Gong had a serious face, what Sister Xie thought in her heart, how could he not know.

"Dean Gong, you also know that the old Sister Deng in my ward has been waiting for more than a year and almost two years, and she has not waited for a suitable case. I just want to ask, can we think of any other way besides the official channels?" said Sister Xie as she took out a newspaper bag from her pocket and gently placed it on the desk of Dean Gong's desk.