After learning that Fang Qian was sick, Wen Ting couldn't sleep all night, and got up early the next morning, and after finishing his work, he went to the hospital and saw the doctor who took care of Yang Zhong and Fang Qian all year round.

In the white hospital, Dr. Li was writing a report on his condition at his desk, Wen Ting knocked on the door and walked in, smiling and greeting: "Hello Dr. Li." ”

"Sit. Dr. Li was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and he didn't even look at Wen Ting's mouth, looking very busy.

Wen Ting sat on the chair obediently, looking at the surrounding arrangement, and there was a small arhat in the neat room, the emerald green color seemed to symbolize vigorous life.

After a long time, the doctor finished his work, put down the report in his hand and looked up at Wen Ting, and said with a smile: "You are Wen Ting, Yang Zhong and Fang Qian's granddaughter." ”

"Well, good doctor. Wen Ting hurriedly shook his hand, she respected the doctor very much, and the doctor who saved the dead was the most holy.

"Did I hear them talk about you, and came to me on purpose?"

Wen Ting smiled and asked, "It's not a big deal, my grandmother's illness?"

"You're here for this. Dr. Li frowned slightly, and his face was heavy: "The patient is old, and the lung organs are seriously aging, and according to common sense, there are not a few months left. ”

"What!" Wen Ting's eyes widened in surprise, all this came too suddenly, not long after the meeting, grandma's body couldn't hold on: "Is there no way to remedy it?"

"Yes, but very little. Dr. Li shook his head solemnly and said,

"Then I'm going to try it too. Wen Ting thought of Si Nanyu's words yesterday, he was right, if there is a glimmer of life, why not try it.

But hearing Wen Ting's words, Dr. Li raised his eyes and carefully read Wen Ting, and sighed helplessly: "You are still young and can't understand the feelings of the elderly, this matter still has to follow the patient's wishes, and it is good to be a child to make her happy." ”

After saying this, Dr. Li seemed reluctant to say more, and picked up the medical report on the side and looked at it.

Wen Ting, on the other hand, was so preoccupied that he wanted to ask more, but he couldn't speak.

I had to bow my head and say goodbye politely, and left the ward.

It's over the New Year, and the elderly have to bear the burden of aging their bodies, but the young people have to bear the huge pressure of work and life.

Today is the first day of the recording of "Treasures of the World", and it must not be late, Wen Ting hurried to the recording hall, it is the building he came to last time, and the green plants placed at the door are still the same as last year.

Wen Ting tidied up his long clean hair, walked into the building familiarly, and came to the recording hall.

Although the New Year has passed, everyone looks full of vitality and is busy working.

A young man who looked to be in his early twenties was carrying a huge box with his bare hands, and his expression was extremely hideous, and he looked very struggling.

Wenting hurriedly walked over to help, reaching out to hold the side at the bottom of the box.

The young man was stunned, looked at Wen Ting puzzled, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome. Wen Ting hurriedly replied, gritted his teeth and moved to the door of a room, and then put it down.

couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this box was heavier than she imagined, and when she looked up at the door, there were exactly two big words written on it, Wen Ting.

Could it be that this is her room?

Wenting blinked in confusion.

The young man on the side hurriedly bent down and said, "Thank you for helping me move the box, may I ask who you are?"

"Oh, me, I'm Wenting. Wen Ting smiled sheepishly and pointed to the words on the door.

The young man was suddenly a little shocked, and looked at the door in disbelief, and then at Wen Ting, and began to vomit as he spoke.

"Wen Ting, you, are you Wen Ting?" the young man's face flushed slightly.

"yes, what's wrong?" Wen Ting smiled, even if it really made him unbelievable, he didn't need to be so surprised.

The young man came to his senses for a long time: "I really didn't expect that a player like you, who has a preparation room, would help me move the box, but thank you very much, I still have something to do." ”

After saying this, the young man nodded respectfully and left, and before leaving, he subconsciously looked at the room next to Wen Ting.

Looking at the young man who left in a hurry, Wen Ting was a little puzzled, and also came to the next room.

I saw three big characters written on it - Long Yiyi.

Surname Dragon?

Wen Ting frowned, she had heard of this surname, it was the artist giant crocodile.

In this way, this Long Yiyi, a descendant of an artistic family, also wants to participate in this show and become a contestant.

I have long heard that this show is powerful, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, even the Long family can be moved.

But why did the young man seem so resistant to the people inside the door?

Unable to figure this out, Wen Ting was about to turn around and go back to his room when he heard an arrogant female voice in the hallway.

"Why is this water so hot! How should I drink it, do you want to burn me!"

"Ahh

Immediately after, there was the sound of the water glass shattering on the ground, crisp and loud.

Hearing someone shouting, Wenting hurriedly stopped and looked towards the end of the hallway.

At this time, there were already four more people, and the girl who complained that the water was too hot just now looked angry, and went down the mountain wearing a Chanel tiger, and her neat ponytail was high.

The girl who was screaming just now fell to the ground and kept apologizing, soaking wet, next to the water glass, because the heat in the broken water was bubbling upwards.

It's so hot.

Wenting frowned.

"I'm sorry Miss Long, I thought you said you wanted hot water, so I gave you the hottest one, but I waited a long time to get it hot, I'm really sorry, don't be angry. The girl who fell to the ground was wearing work clothes, and her skin was already red and swollen, but she didn't care about the pain and quickly apologized.

"I don't care, such hot water, it's too hot!Have you ever thought about how I should drink it!" Long Yiyi roared loudly without relenting, without the slightest intention of forgetting it.

This is too much of a bully!

Wen Ting couldn't stand it, and was about to step forward to stop it, but at this time, another burly figure appeared from behind him, and walked straight towards Long Yiyi's side over Wen Ting.

If you look closely, isn't it the peak who had a relationship at the awards party.

At this time, he reversed his usual polite and reserved attitude, looked a little angry with a straight face, walked up to Long Yiyi without fear, frowned and said unhappily: "What happened?"

Long Yiyi raised her head to look at him, her eyes were suddenly a little stunned, and she eased for a long time before she said in a spitting voice: "She poured a cup of hot water, and it burned people's mouths, you see, they burned their mouths." ”

Long Yiyi said, rising cute lips, coming to the front of Gao Fenglian, and even his voice was a little coquettish, and his arrogant appearance just now was instantly reduced by half.