Just when Wang Chengfa couldn't find a place to vent his anger, 3,300 kilometers away from him, President Zhao of Pengcheng People's Hospital was also watching TV at home.

Dean Zhao is already old and can't keep up with the thinking of the back waves. He actually can't understand the variety shows on TV, and he doesn't know how a few celebrities can be so popular playing children's games.

He didn't even know if the variety show he watched was popular.

The only purpose of turning on the network TV is to have a voice at home, which is not so deserted.

He is accompanied by his lover and accompanies his children to study at an Ivy League high school in the United States. Only he was left in China, and Dean Zhao had long been accustomed to being deserted after returning home.

The stiff and awkward laughter of the entertainment program on the TV came out, and Dean Zhao sat on the sofa while sipping tea while flipping through the news on the tablet.

Suddenly, a word came to my ears.

Patient?

What kind of variety show is this, and how can there be patients? Dean Zhao raised his head and glanced at the TV.

A hospital building appears on screen.

The four words of Jianxie Hospital are faintly visible, and there is still a red silk cloth hanging on it.

Dean Zhao was stunned for a moment, is it Mr. Wu's Jianxie Hospital? Why hasn't the ribbon cut yet? It is said that the ribbon-cutting is a major event of the hospital, and the hospital can only be officially opened if a few people with weight are found to cut the ribbon.

Kejian Association Hospital......

Mr. Wu has done I don't know how many high-end surgeries, and the hospital has not yet cut the ribbon and opened, so Dean Zhao is a little puzzled.

He really has a temper, Mr. Wu is a wonderful person! He didn't care about these details at all, and with his own ability, he directly crushed the past.

Putting on his glasses, Dean Zhao put his hands in front of him, his thumbs kept circling around, and watched a TV show seriously for the first time. Several somewhat familiar celebrity figures appeared on the screen, and Dean Zhao watched for a few minutes before understanding what was happening.

Last time, Mr. Wu cooperated with Huaxia Minimally Invasive and came to Pengcheng People's Hospital for surgery, and mentioned that Lanke "sponsored" 5,000 sets of high-value consumables for the treatment of congenital heart disease in neonates and children.

At that time, Mr. Wu also said that he would ask Dean Zhao to help find the patient, and Dean Zhao agreed to come down, but he didn't expect that Wu Mian's side had already begun to advance, and even the publicity was directly on the star!

Teacher Wu can, forge ahead, not only do surgery with his head down, but even do the publicity and distribution so well!

A series of exclamation points rose in Dean Zhao's heart, and he felt more and more interesting. Leaning forward slightly, I watched the stars on the screen walk into the hospital.

From the outside, the Jianxie Hospital is just average, a little quiet, like a nursing home rather than a serious hospital.

The camera followed the steps of the stars into the inpatient department, Dean Zhao frowned, and the previous praise was suddenly a lot more solemn.

As the president of a large tertiary hospital, President Zhao has been to many large hospitals at home and abroad for meetings, exchanges and inspections. The decoration of the hospital is similar, especially the large tertiary hospitals in China, which are almost the same.

However, the inpatient hall of Jianxie Hospital gave him a magnificent feeling, not like a hospital, but like a newly built six-star and seven-star ultra-luxury hotel.

At that time, I seemed to have heard from the people of the Sword Association that the Middle Eastern guests had renovated the hospital before they came for surgery, but Dean Zhao didn't expect them to have such a big hand. This decoration alone is a lot of silver.

Now that President Zhao has seen the magnificence of this hospital with his own eyes, he has an indescribable feeling in his heart.

The stars enter the elevator, and at the same time, the camera switches to the ward.

There are two beds in a hospital room, and two children who look like they are six or seven years old are sitting in the beds watching TV programs. In front of one of the hospital beds, Professor Chu Zhixi Chu was peeling apples, and next to her was a black and thin little girl.

"Xiaomei, I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Do you miss your sister?" Chu Zhixi handed the peeled apple to Xiaomei and asked with a smile.

"I definitely want to, and I think about coming to see my sister every year on vacation. Xiaomei took the apple very carefully, took the fruit knife from Chu Zhixi's hand, divided it into two, and handed half of the apple to Chu Zhixi.

"Sister, you eat too. ”

Holding the other half of the apple, Xiaomei split it in two, stretched out her arm and handed it to the other child beside her.

Dean Zhao suddenly felt a little funny, there was another child's parent in the house to accompany him. The kid named Mei won't split the rest of the apple in two.

Theoretically, it can be done, and it will never be endless. This kid ...... It doesn't look big, but it's heartwarming to do things.

"We're so close, I'll probably go to the mountains every week for a vacation, and I'll see you then. Chu Zhixi bit lightly on the apple and said.

"Sister, can I really go to school?"

"For sure, you have to study hard and sing well. What if he becomes a big star in the future?" Chu Zhixi said briskly.

"Hmm!" Xiaomei nodded vigorously, a smile appeared on her dark little face, "Sister, if I can sing to everyone in the future, will you listen?"

"Yes, I'll go to your concert. ”

Dean Zhao looked at the black and thin little girl and Chu Zhixi on the TV, and was in a trance. It's not approachable anymore, it's ...... The indescribable emotion in my heart became a little thicker.

"I'll sing it to you. Xiaomei finished eating 1/4 of the apple, the apple core was almost invisible, and she reluctantly took another bite.

Wiping her hands, the thin black girl closed her eyes and sang softly.

"Every time, I am strong in wandering loneliness. ”

"Every time, even if I get hurt, I don't shed tears. ”

"I know that I've always had invisible wings. ”

“......”

There is no soundtrack, and the singing voice is clear and slightly hoarse, and it rings softly in the hospital room.

This is an old song, so old that Dean Zhao can sing it.

Xiaomei's voice is not very beautiful, but the voice coming out of the ward is like heaven.

Dean Zhao was thousands of kilometers away, and the strange emotions in his heart were rippling and bursting out. I looked at the TV blankly, looked at Professor Chu, and watched the black and thin little girl who had just undergone congenital heart disease surgery humming.

"I finally see all my dreams blossom

Chase the young

The singing is loud and loud

I'm finally soaring

Gaze with your heart and don't be afraid. ”

Dean Zhao hummed alongside softly.

The door to the ward opened, and the singing came to an abrupt end.

Xiaomei was a little scared, and subconsciously moved to Chu Zhixi's side. But when she saw one after another celebrities who only appeared on TV and mobile phones, her thin little hands covered her mouth, and she could vaguely hear an exclamation.

"I finally saw that all my dreams were blossoming. Liu Qingqing walked in, she heard Xiaomei singing, and sang softly, with a smile between her eyebrows.