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9. collision

Meng Qingqing heard it and felt that things were a bit tricky. She was already an adult with an adult mind, but she couldn't be the master because she was only a twelve-year-old body. Although grandma has the right to make decisions, she is a soft-hearted person who has no opinion. Even her father was deceived by Mencius. What's more, grandma, an old lady in a mountain village who has never been to the county town several times, is here, she is not by Mencius. Jian led his nose. But she also has the right to know the condition of her son. At that time, if his father had an operation to sign, Meng Zijian didn’t want his father to get better. Then, if he finds reason to shirk responsibility and doesn’t want to sign, and he doesn’t have the right to sign when he is a minor, wouldn’t his father’s operation be done for that

Meng Qingqing nodded, "Well, I will think about it and get grandma here."

"Does your grandma know about your father now?"

Meng Qingqing shook his head, "I don't know, I only found out yesterday."

"If you don’t have other relatives to discuss, you should tell your grandma, how can you bear such a thing as a child. Okay, so be it. If you want your father to have a kidney, I will report your father’s situation to it. Prepare, all the documents are ready, I will send the documents to the ward for your father to sign."

Meng Qingqing stood up and said, "Thank you Dr. Ling, I have troubled you. I hope you can try your best to help my father find a suitable one."

Doctor Ling nodded, "I will. Take care of Dad."

Meng Qingqing stood up and walked outside, and when he reached the door, he bumped into a person who hurried in.

Meng Qingqing was caught off guard. Under the sudden impact, his body lost his balance, and he fell to the ground. The visitor had quick eyes and hands, and grabbed Meng Qingqing's clothes. With a "chuck", Meng Qingqing's clothes were torn. The other hand quickly grabbed Meng Qingqing's arm and pulled Meng Qingqing up with force.

Meng Qingqing met an unruly face. He looked at the torn hole in the hem of Meng Qingqing's clothes, and at the tears flashing in Meng Qingqing's big dark eyes, frowning and said: "You hit me, I didn't care about you, and saved you, but you I'm wronged. Okay, how much the clothes cost, I'll accompany you."

Although Meng Qingqing was a little blinded by being hit, the tears in his eyes were because of his father's affairs, not because of being hit. The other party obviously misunderstood.

"But I think your clothes are street vendors, and they are worth ten dollars at most. I'm unlucky, I'll give you twenty dollars." The other party took out twenty dollars from his trouser pocket and handed it to Meng Qingqing.

Meng Qingqing shook her head, "No, I don't blame you. This dress has been worn for three years and is old and worthless."

Meng Qingqing bowed his head and left.

In the office, Dr. Ling scolded: "Xiaofeng, how you walk is always so frizzy. You hit someone else, and you blame others for hitting you."

Ling Yunfeng stabbed to the seat where Meng Qingqing was sitting just now, "Dad, you always say that mine is not, I am not good in your eyes anyway. They say that if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepdad. I Have a deep understanding."

Doctor Ling raised his hand angrily, "You"

Ling Yunfeng was not afraid, "Look, I haven't seen one in ten and a half months. When I meet, I will either scold or beat, it's not the stepfather."

Doctor Ling was extremely angry. Hearing this, he could only helplessly let go of his hand, "What are you doing?"

Ling Yunfeng said cynically: "Didn't you say that I am your debt collector? I'm here to collect debts."

"Why don't you have any money anymore, you have to be justified if you want money, really think I owe you"

Ling Yunfeng picked up a pen on the table and turned it in his hand, "Of course, it is your duty to raise me before I am a minor. If you don't spend your money for your son, do you want to leave it all to you? Little wife flower"

"Can't you speak well? Do you want to **** me off? You **** me off. I'm afraid your life is not so good. I think your life is so much better now. Just like this, you are not satisfied with it. Satisfied, look at this little girl who just went out. She was three years younger than you. Her mother passed away earlier. Her only relative is her father. But her father is also lying in the hospital now. His life is dying at this young age. If you don’t take care of your father and worry about your father’s illness, you are in the blessing and not knowing the blessings. You really feel wronged."

Ling Yunfeng interrupted his father impatiently, "Come on, don't always talk about your patients, you see her pitiful, others see me pitiful, although I have a healthy dad, I have a healthy father all year round. How many times have you seen you, how much you cared about and loved me, is the same as without a father."

Doctor Ling slowed down, "Xiaofeng, it's not that my father doesn't care about you. You see, I am an urgent patient here. Everyone is hanging by a thread. I don't care much for you, but you have to understand me. ."

"Well, I understand you, I understand you, the chief physician, for the sake of the patient, being selfless, saving the dying and healing the wounded, doing my best, putting others first and then self."

"Okay, okay, don't say anything." Dr. Ling took out a card from his pocket. "You will use this card in the future. I will make money in it regularly. You are now in high school and don't want to go home to live. It’s fine in the school, but don’t get into trouble, read well and get admitted to a good university. If you don’t have any money, call me and I will give you the money."

Ling Yunfeng took his father's card and muttered, "I'm calling you, but I can't get through."

"I turned it off when I had an operation. If you can't get through, send a text message."

Over there, Meng Qingqing returned to the ward. Meng Zijun's injection has been completed, and the nurse is pulling out the injection for him.

Meng Qingqing ran over and quickly helped Dad hold the eye of the needle in his hand.

Meng Zijun found that her daughter's clothes were torn, "Qingqing, why are the clothes torn?"

"Nothing, I accidentally hung it up just now."

"I will accompany you to the street in the afternoon to buy a few more pieces. I remember that you have worn this dress for two or three years."

"I brought one from home, so I don't need to buy it anymore. I have to keep the money to see my father. My father's illness is more important than anything else.

Meng Zijun touched her daughter's head with satisfaction, "Dad's illness needs to be cured, but it doesn't cost you a few pieces of clothes. Besides, you also have to have some clothes that you can change yourself. You can't just wear this clothes every day. It’s no better here than in the village. It’s too shabby and will be looked down upon by others. How can my daughter be looked down upon? Dad makes money for you."

Meng Qingqing also agrees that when she transferred from her hometown to school here, she was often laughed at and looked down on because of her dress. "Dad, the doctor said that your body can't be tired. Shopping is very tired. I can go by myself in the afternoon."

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