After contacting the person in charge of the sanatorium, he personally communicated with the Zhao archivist, which allowed Li Beitian to meet with Lang Yue.

Coming to the door of room 215, Li Beitian couldn't resist the apprehension and excitement in his heart.

Seeing Lang Yue knocking on the door of room 215, Li Beitian suddenly couldn't suppress his nervousness, and raised his hand to clasp his arm.

"Mr. Li?"

Lang Yue looked back at Li Beitian, and it was the first time he saw Li Beitian's nervous appearance, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Li Beitian took a deep breath before nodding.

Lang Yue knocked on the door again, and an old woman's voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

The two people outside the door glanced at each other, then pushed open the door and walked inside.

In front of the windowsill of the room, which was full of daisies and cinnamon, an old woman who looked to be sixty years old was sitting in a wheelchair and watering flowers with a kettle in her hand.

Lang Yue stepped forward and called softly: "Aunt Zhao? ”

When the old woman put down the kettle in her hand, she turned around, revealing a head of silver white hair.

"Oh, here you are, sit down."

The old woman smiled and pointed to the three-seater sofa next to her.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhao."

After sitting down, Lang Yue introduced: "Aunt Zhao, this is what I told you before, my boss, Mr. Li Beitian." ”

"Aunt Zhao, hello."

Li Bei tilted his head slightly, and directly expressed his intentions.

"That's right, I'd like to ask you about the situation of the Ren'ai Orphanage five years ago. Do you remember five years ago, around June, someone sent a little girl to the Loving Orphanage? ”

"June five years ago?"

Archivist Zhao frowned, as if recalling what happened five years ago.

Li Beitian nodded and said, "Yes, in mid-June five years ago, the Jiang family sent someone to send a little girl, do you still have an impression?" ”

Because of his work, Zhao has a good memory, especially the things recorded in the archives, and remembers them very clearly.

She raised her eyebrows, and her eyes lit up: "Ah, I remember, five years ago in June, my daughter gave birth to a daughter in that month, and someone from the orphanage also sent two baby girls, so I was very impressed." ”

"One of the baby girls was dying when she arrived, with severe jaundice all over her body, and the dean spent a lot of money to cure the child. There is also a baby girl, who was left at the door of the orphanage, I don't know which child it is, but she looks beautiful......"

Hearing this, Li Bei's heart tightened.

"Do you know the little girl who was left at the door of the orphanage? Any idea where she is now? ”

Li Beitian couldn't wait to grab Zhao's hands and asked.

This is the first time he has lost his temper like this, because he is too anxious and wants to know his daughter's whereabouts.

"The child was taken away before I left the orphanage. The orphanage has a policy not to disclose information about adopters...... Oh, but I heard that the kid seems to have been adopted into some big family......"

"Do you know which family it is?"

"This ...... I don't know. ”

Archivist Zhao shook his head and sighed.

What, she doesn't know?

The hope that had just risen in Li Beitian was extinguished in an instant.

The whole heart fell directly to the bottom, and his big palms couldn't help but clench into fists.

How so?

Li Beilean's shoulders drooped down, and his heart was clenched fiercely.

Daughter......

He lowered his head, and his thick eyebrows couldn't help but lock up.