She was so serious that her curled eyelashes fluttered like butterflies fluttering with her breath.She looks delicate and beautiful, and looks like a doll in a window when she doesn't speak.Wei Ning opened his mouth, puzzled, "Mr.
Shen, what do you mean?"
”He didn't dare to think that the divine doctor was Song Miao, he only thought that Song Miaoyao might be a relative of the divine doctor or something else.Hurriedly softened his voice and asked, "Little sister, is the miracle doctor who cured Old Mr.
Shen your grandfather?"
Can you please help me intercede, my mother is seriously ill, and I beg the divine doctor to save my mother!
”After that, he didn't care whether Song Miao could bear this salute or not, and bent down and bowed.Song Miao is confused, and he has a master out of nothing?
What the heck!"
Hey-" Old Man Huo's eyes squinted, and naturally a bodyguard came over to help Wei Ning up.He happily crossed Erlang's legs, "Wei family boy, our family is still young, she can't afford to give her such a big gift."
What's more, whether it is cured well or not depends on fate, not that the miracle doctor will take action, then it will definitely be cured, do you understand?
”Although Wei Ning didn't know why Old Man Huo was so protective of Song Miao, he still nodded immediately.Respectfully and humble, "Yes, I understand what you say.Actually, I just don't give up, other hospitals have sentenced my mother to death, and now it's just dragging out the days, but my mother didn't enjoy it at all when she was young, and she will suffer such a big crime in her old age, I ......"
He said with a sour nose, and quickly raised his head to hold back his tears.It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but it's not time to be sad.A tough man who is 1.8 meters tall still can't help crying when he talks about his mother."
So don't worry, I just want to try again, even if, even if it really can't be cured, I won't blame anyone."
This is all fate, if it can't be cured this time, Wei Ning doesn't want to toss anymore.After so long, his mother was already tired."
Well, it's good that you understand."
Old Man Huo nodded and patted Song Miao's head, "That girl, for his filial sake, you will go with him another day to see?"
”Song Miao smiled sweetly when she heard this, her voice was glutinous, and she agreed happily, "No problem!"
”Then she looked at Wei Ning, who looked confused, and stretched out her little hand to greet her, "Hello, my name is Song Miao." ”Wei Ning was at a loss, and the huge drop hit him on the outside and on the inside.Did he really understand what the two old men meant?
Did he really understand it correctly?
He looked at the little girl in front of him, she stretched out her white and tender little hand, and a pair of black and white eyes like grapes blinked, cute and cute!
He reached out to hold it in fear, and her little hands were as soft as cotton.Like Wei Ning, who has been on a mission, he holds either a knife or a gun, and he comes and goes in the wind and rain.Holding this little hand, I didn't dare to exert force at all.At this moment, he had a real feeling.The two old men are not joking, since they say so, there is a high probability that it is true.Thinking of this, he was excited, bent down suddenly, and used honorifics."
Hello, you!
I'm Wei Ning!
”Song Miao was taken aback by his enthusiasm, and twitched her hand, but didn't pull it out.Her mouth was pruned, and her hands were pinched.Seeing this, Old Man Huo lifted his eyelids and reminded coldly, "It's almost there, this is the child raised by that kid in my family, if you hold it again, you won't be afraid that he will come back to trouble you?"
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