Chapter 15: She's Fooled
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The mobile phone rang suddenly, Shen Weilan lowered her head, it was a text message from Song Wanjun.
"Weilan, tomorrow is my mother's birthday, at six o'clock in the evening in the 323 private room on the third floor of the Chinese, come over for dinner."
Song Wanjun's birthday tomorrow......
Shen Weilan looked at the content of the text message for a long time, not knowing what to reply to.
It stands to reason that Song Wanjun told her to go, and she should go.
However, Song Wanjun has a new family after all, so she still doesn't go.
Shen Weilan's hand holding the phone tightened, her slender fingers pressed a few times on the screen, and typed a row, "I won't go on Mom's birthday, but I will buy you a gift, and we will meet separately another day, thank you, Mom." β
When the text message was sent, Shen Weilan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, threw the phone into the drawer on the side, and immediately went out to get busy.
The corridor was full of people, Shen Weilan controlled his mentality, followed a few doctors to help, and studied by the way.
Although she can't go to the operating table, she is also very willing if she can break out of her own world in the emergency department and do this job well.
"Teal, 13 beds."
"Lan Lan, contact the director of the Department of Orthopedics, right now!"
"You need 400cc of blood type A here."
There was a noisy sound in his ears, and Shen Weilan ......
Shen Weilan......
Shen Weilan!
Suddenly woke up in her sleep, Shen Weilan turned her head to look out the window, the sunlight outside the window was strong, making Shen Weilan unable to open her eyes.
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Two messages came from the mobile phone, Shen Weilan yawned, and slowly sat up from the bed.
"If you don't come, then you're angry with your mother? To come. β
After she sent a message of rejection last night, this time, Song Wanjun sent another message.
Shen Weilan threw her phone on the bed with some annoyance, turned over and lay on the bed, and rubbed her hair a little irritably.
Half-ringing, Shen Weilan got up and replied to the text message while brushing her teeth, "Got it, I'll arrive on time." β
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Chinese third floor, 323 private room entrance.
Shen Weilan confirmed the room, raised her hand and was about to knock on the door, when she saw the door open.
"Here we are."
What caught my eye was not Song Wanjun.
is a woman about her age, that is, the daughter of the man Song Wanjun married.
The man's name is Jing Juchuan, and his daughter's name is Jing Wan, who is 22 years old this year; The son's name is Jing Jun, and he has just turned 18.
Song Wanjun's life in the Jing family was actually not particularly good, and her stepmother was not so easy to be, but fortunately, Jing Juchuan was good to her.
So, half and half of it.
"Teal ...... What are you doing here? β
Song Wanjun stood up in a trance, propped up her fingertips on the table, and for a moment of panic, she set her eyes on Jing Juchuan's body.
Jing Guchuan didn't seem to expect her to come, and they all looked a little surprised.
There is only a view of the bend.
Shen Weilan narrowed her eyes slightly, and her right hand slowly clenched the gift in her hand.
She was fooled.
It wasn't Song Wanjun who sent her a message and asked her to come over for dinner.
Instead, Jing Wan took his mother's mobile phone and made a stumbling block!
Shen Weilan gritted her teeth, and pinched her waist behind her back with some annoyance, damn it! The brain is in the hospital again, isn't it?
"Mom, my sister came uninvited~ Let's not drive people away~" Jing Wan suddenly reached out and grabbed the bag in Shen Weilan's hand, muttering, "Look, my sister also bought you a gift!" β
Shen Weilan stepped forward with some displeasure and wanted to take it back, "Wanwan, that ......"
"Sister, didn't you buy this for your mother?!"