The filming of "The Favorite Concubine is on Top" soon came to an end.

During this period, Mingge took the time to visit Mingci in the hospital.

The palace banquet invited Professor Smith to treat Mingci.

For the sake of the palace family and the closed disciple Wen Yizhen, Professor Smith came from abroad on the face.

Professor Smith re-examined Ming Ci and assessed it fluently, "If you have injured the nerve in your right arm or hand, it is not a problem to recover from surgery." ”

Mingci heard that he could recover his handsomeness, and a touch of joy crossed his face, and he couldn't help but ask, "Professor Smith, may I ask me, my hand is true, can it be restored to the same as before?"

I'm not doubting your medical skills, I just mean ...... I have dreams of becoming a professional, esports player.

This hand is very important to me, it means a lot. ”

Professor Smith listened to the silence bluer than the sea, his pupils were filled with a kind of tenderness and pity, and the light "I'm very sorry for you, child, the hand can recover to be able to move freely, and there is already a limit like a professional e-sports player to withstand high intensity and ......training."

Mingci's brain "buzzed", and his face suddenly turned pale.

Is it really only extravagant?

Before, my father always denied that he was not doing his job playing games, but now he finally got his family, but he even lost his dreams and capital - these hands.

Professor Smith is internationally famous, although I don't know what method the old lady used to invite him, but Professor Smith is equivalent to giving him a death sentence.

But he doesn't complain, and it's just him who says all this...... Self-inflicted.

Ming Ci raised a touch of strength and said with a smile: "And thank you very much Professor Smith." ”

Mingge clearly caught a glimpse of the young man's eyes, and said to Professor Smith gloomily, "May I ask Mingci, when is the surgery appointment?" ”

"Two days later."

*

Mingge left the ward.

Professor Smith also left with his assistant to work out the surgical plan two days later.

"Dr. Wen." Ming Ge called Wen Yizhen.

The latter was dressed in a white coat, with a temperament as warm as jade, and his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful and picturesque, and he was gentle and elegant: "What is Miss Ming's advice?" ”

Ming Ge stepped forward a few steps forward and lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I heard that Professor Smith has Dr. Wen, and this time Professor Smith can personally go to Huaguo to treat my brother Mingci, thank you Dr. Wen." ”

Wen Yizhen, who was handsome with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, smiled with a full temperament, and looked really like a handsome son, "Miss Ming, thank you, no one is there." ”

Ming Ge's eyebrows and eyes remained the same as the attack power, and the posture of his beautiful face revealed between the black curls was almost humble, and he said: "After all, I can't do without Doctor Wen, and it is not a mistake to thank you for helping." ”

Wen Yizhen was stunned.

Immediately, layers of laughter appeared in his eyes, and they blurred.

"Yes, yes, yes. Then I took this thanks. Wen Yizhen suddenly changed his words to a bit meaningful, and said, "But that person, how should Miss Ming, who is a favor, repay it?" ”

*

Wen Yizhen turned around and left.

Ming Ge's little face looked slightly strange, and Wen Yizhen's ears echoed, and two words slowly appeared in his mind:

…… ROU compensation?

She shook her head and shook off her little head to frantically probe on the edge of danger, thinking.