Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

"Mousse, you are polite."

Wenyang opens.

"However, I just sent the medical record to each other. The other person did not grasp this surgery, sweetheart, in short, we can't give up anywhere."

Of course, just like strict, Yu Wenyang is not likely to tell Ye sweetheart, there may be no God in this world.

Yan Wenyang asked countless people, these people don't know who God is?

It seems that the mysterious God's hand has no such world.

"I know, I understand."

When Ye Xinxin said this, the phone rang, and called Xie Xining.

"Sweetheart, I am going to see the vice president of the hospital at the time."

The staff of the hospital was all scattered, and some people had already left the job position, so it would be a very difficult thing to find that it is very difficult to find it.

However, there is a difficult thing, as long as there is a hope, Xie Xining is not possible to give up.

Hard work pays off.

He finally found the vice president of the hospital of the hospital in the vast sea.

The vice president has retired, and it has already returned to the hometown.

Fortunately, the old family of Vice President is only an emperor, nor is it too far, driving only one and a half hours.

"Dad, I will go with you."

Ye Xinxin heard that there was a news of the hospital at the time, and he won't worry about it.

Xie Xining, "I have been at the hospital."

Ye Xiangxin put his own things quickly, and hurriedly ran to the gate of the hospital.

Driving to the suburbs, recently, the suburban development of the emperors has been very fast.

It is afraid that it is the countryside in the country, and every household is also a cement road, and there is cable TV and tap water.

The home of the vice president is in the village, it is a self-built courtyard.

Just hit the snow, the green bricks of the Quadah, piled up a thin layer of white snow.

Xie Xining and Ye Xinshe took the car, two people walked to the courtyard, reach out, and pulled the doorbell.

"coming."

There is a middle-aged woman to open the door.

I saw two strangers, asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Does Zhang Zhongjie live here?"

"Yes, but you are ..."

Middle-aged women are very vigilant, and they have not opened all the door, but only a small seam, talk to Xie Xining and sweetheart.

"We have something to ask him."

"May, he can't tell you anything."

Middle-aged women opened the hospital door, I entered the yard, Ye Xixiang saw a rockery in the middle of the yard.

On the rockery, there is also a thin layer of snow, the following, a few small fish, swim in the cheerful tour.

The little fish seems to be a little cold.

"I am this nanny, specially invited Mr. Zhang."

The babysitted Ye Xiangxin parents in the house, burning boilers in the house, warm, very comfortable.

"Two, drink tea first."

Middle-aged women have won two cups of hot tea, tea fragrance, smelling such tea, as if it makes people 's cold and sweep.

"This is Mr. Zhang."

The nanny pushes a wheelchair, and a bone is sitting on a wheelchair.

He is very thin.

It seems that there is only a leather bag with a bone.

"Mr. Zhang, can I inquire about one thing?"

Mr. Zhang Zhongjie looked at Xie Xining. He reached out his fingers, pointed at Xie Xining, "Hit ... listen ..."

The babysitter explained, "Mr. Zhang suffers from old age dementia, many things, don't remember!"