Human lives matter.

Hearing Shen Jialan say this, Dr. Zhang could only nod in agreement: "Then it's hard work to trouble you." ”

As she spoke, when Shen Jialan's blood volume reached 400ml, she pulled the needle out of Shen Jialan's arm.

As soon as the blood bag was tidied up, the mobile phone in Dr. Zhang's pocket remembered: "Hey? Oh, yes? Ms. Jiang Yilin has been sent to the emergency room? Yes, the blood has already been drawn, 400ml. I just asked Nurse Lin to send the blood in the blood bank, and now I'll send the 400ml right away! ”

As she spoke, she hung up the phone, and then said to Shen Jialan with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, Miss Shen, I may have to trouble you to follow me." ”

"It's fine." Hearing this, Shen Jialan smiled at her with a pale face, and walked towards the direction of the emergency room with her.

……

When Dr. Zhang took Shen Jialan to the door of the emergency room, Jiang Yilin had already sent it in.

There were many bodyguards in black standing in the corridor of the emergency room, and they were the same people that Shen Jialan saw when she was on the ground floor just now.

At the door of the emergency room, a well-maintained woman in her forties was walking back and forth a little restlessly.

Seeing Shen Jialan and Dr. Zhang arriving, she suddenly said to Dr. Zhang as if she had seen a savior: "I'm sorry for you!" ”

Hearing this, Dr. Zhang nodded at her calmly: "Don't worry, we will do our best!" ”

As she spoke, the door of the emergency room opened, and the nurse standing at the door said to her, "Doctor Zhang, Doctor Liu asked you to come in quickly!" ”

Hearing this, the doctor immediately walked briskly inside.

The door to the emergency room quickly closed again.

And it was this short opening and closing, but the woman who was just anxiously pacing back and forth instantly weakened her legs, and she knelt directly on the ground with one leg.

Shen Jialan was originally sitting on a stool in the corridor watching her nose and nose, but she didn't expect that person to kneel directly in front of her, and immediately subconsciously stretched out her hand to help her: "Are you okay?" ”

She asked in a low voice.

Shen Jialan's support made Wu Meitong, who was worried about Jiang Yilin's life and had no time to take care of her, that is, Jiang Yilin's agent, couldn't help but subconsciously glance at her when she helped her up.

"You ......"

Looking at the little rouge mole on the tip of Shen Jialan's nose, Wu Meitong suddenly lost her mind.

When she saw her somewhat similar silhouette to Jiang Yilin, the loss of consciousness suddenly turned into a storm, and even Jiang Yilin, who was originally extremely concerned, forgot to pay attention to it.

Regarding Shen Jialan's concern, she couldn't help but say a little reluctantly: "I'm fine." ”

Shen Jialan clearly saw the shock in her eyes, but as if she hadn't seen anything, when she heard the other party say that it was okay, she naturally withdrew her hand.

Seeing Shen Jialan's extremely calm attitude, Wu Meitong, who was already surging with shock in her heart, couldn't help but suppress her surprise, and said to herself over and over again: This is impossible.

She has been by Jiang Yilin's side for twenty years.

From the assistant when she debuted, to the promotion to an agent after Jiang Yilin had a falling out with her previous agent, she followed Jiang Yilin from the beginning and never left.

So Jiang Yilin's daughter back then, she had also met it a few times.

What impressed me very much was the extremely bright rouge mole on the tip of the little girl's nose.

Wu Meitong remembered that at that time, she once praised: "This mole is really good-looking." Our blue nose is already small and delicate, and with such a little red carmine mole as a foil, it looks even more exquisite! When you grow up in the future, if you buy insurance, this nose alone is worth your mother's insurance of tens of millions! ”

However, the little girl who was praised by her for her beautiful nose and worth tens of millions of dollars, she and Jiang Yilin learned from the police of the Ancheng Public Security Bureau that she fell into the ditch and drowned!

She's dead!

How can he still appear in front of him?

That's impossible! That's impossible!

Wu Meitong thought in disbelief, but she couldn't help but keep looking at Shen Jialan.

Glancing at it again and again, her hand clutching tightly on her knees, Wu Meitong vetoed it over and over again in her heart.

It's just that the little rouge mole on the tip of Shen Jialan's nose and her somewhat similar appearance to Jiang Yilin make her unable to fundamentally veto herself.

How could it be so coincidental......

The rouge mole looks a little similar to Yilin......

Wu Meitong remembered that when the doctor pulled her over just now, she said that she was donating blood.

Even the blood type is the same!

How could it be so coincidental?!

These coincidences were connected together, so that Wu Meitong had to be suspicious, and even the gaze that looked at Shen Jialan slowly lost her mind.

If Sister Lin knew that Jialan was not dead, how happy would she be?

……

Regarding Wu Meitong's reaction, Shen Jialan saw it in her eyes, but she didn't say anything.

The reason why she appeared here was just that she didn't want to see Jiang Yilin die in front of her, and she didn't have any idea of staging a recognition scene.

Therefore, although she knew that Wu Meitong was suspicious of her identity, Shen Jialan still just looked at her knees indifferently, without any surprises, concealments and other reactions.

And her bland attitude made Wu Meitong's already uncertain heart suddenly more uncertain.

If it was really Xi Jialan, why didn't she recognize Jiang Yilin?

Even when you see yourself, you have a stranger's indifferent attitude?

Could it be that I admit my mistake?

It's just a coincidence.

After all, even the police announced her death......

Wu Meitong thought, and her heart, which was originally shocked to the extreme, slowly calmed down.

Instead of guessing here, why not just ask?

"You ......"

Just when Wu Meitong tentatively opened her mouth to ask Shen Jialan, she was interrupted by Shen Jialan with some apologies, "I'm sorry, I need to make a phone call now......"

Hearing Shen Jialan's words, Wu Meitong immediately put away her words halfway through speaking, and she replied a little embarrassedly: "Okay." ”

Seeing that Wu Meitong didn't react, Shen Jialan stood up from her seat and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

Shen Jialan also remembered just now that she hadn't told Shen's father since she returned to the hospital, and she was now waiting to see if Jiang Yilin needed blood supply, and there was no way to go back immediately.

After leaving for so long, Father Shen must have waited badly, so Shen Jialan wanted to call him to tell him, so as not to worry him.

And Shen's father really waited for her for a long time, and when he just picked up the phone, he was still a little anxious, asking her if something happened on the road and why she hadn't come back for so long.

When Shen Jialan repeatedly assured that he was fine, it was only because he was stumped by other things that Shen's father relieved his heart and said: "It's okay, since there is something, then I won't continue to tell you, just come back early after you finish dealing with it." ”

"Hmm." Listening to Shen's father's warm comfort, Shen Jialan unconsciously curled the corners of her mouth: "I'll go back in a while, don't worry." ”

……

When Shen Jialan hung up the phone, she went to the place where she was sitting before and sat down.

Seeing Shen Jialan sit down, Wu Meitong didn't have time to ask the words just now, and couldn't help but want to ask again.

But I was afraid that if Shen Jialan was really not, her question would be too abrupt, so the words bent in her tongue and turned into other questions: "You were just talking to your family on the phone?" I want to ask her about her background without a trace.

Shen Jialan didn't know that Wu Meitong would ask this question, so when she heard this, she just smiled faintly: "Well, I'm talking to my father on the phone." ”

Father?

Wu Meitong chewed these two words on the tip of her tongue, and her suspicion that Shen Jialan was Xi Jialan back then was a little lighter, but she asked with some disbelief: "Do you have a good relationship with your father?" ”

Hearing this, Shen Jialan glanced at her, and the already faint smile on her face became lighter: "We have a good relationship." ”

Wu Meitong actually knew that it was indeed a bit abrupt for someone who had just met for the first time to ask the other party if he was getting along with his family, but this was already her more euphemistic question, so she could only continue to ask: "What about you and your mother?" ”

The smile on Shen Jialan's face had been put away, and her pale face after the blood draw was a little cold because she didn't smile: "The relationship with my mother is also very good, but she has passed away." ”

Shen Jialan said, paused, and then looked at her with a little vigilance, "Why did you think of asking these questions?" ”

Wu Meitong originally just wanted to test whether she was Jiang Yilin's daughter, and she didn't remember her mother, but she didn't expect to get the answer that her mother had passed away from Shen Jialan's mouth.

Realizing her faux pas, Wu Meitong couldn't help but quickly apologize: "I'm sorry! ”

Afraid that Shen Jialan would be suspicious, she hurriedly found a casual reason and said: "I just heard that the doctor just said that you donated blood, and I am grateful to you, and I want to thank you after the operation, so I can't help but want to ask a few more questions so that I can contact you when the time comes." ”

Wu Meitong said this, but found that even he didn't believe the reason he found, and couldn't help but smile a little reluctantly: "Then can I take the liberty of asking your name again?" ”

"My surname is Shen."

Shen Jialan said, but did not answer her name.

"What about the name, what's the name?" Hearing that Shen Jialan only said her surname, Wu Meitong immediately asked.

But at this moment, the door of the emergency room, which had been going on for more than an hour, suddenly opened.

Dr. Zhang, who had drawn Shen Jialan's blood before, walked out a few steps: "I'm sorry, Miss Shen, I may have to trouble you to draw another 400ml." ”

His presence interrupted Wu Meitong's questioning.

……