There are still people coming and going in the hospital, and there are many patients coming here. Chen Yi wears work clothes to consult patients in the office. He is elegant and calm, very professional and patient.
"There is a difference between bone fractures and fractures. Since it hurts so much, it is better to take a video first, right?" Chen Yi's voice was gentle.
"Yes, since you're here, you'll follow the doctor."
Mo Jingyao sat in the compartment inside and wrote novels, and every day like this would be boring in the eyes of outsiders.
But in her heart, she felt that this was a good companionship, breathing the air in the same room with him.
Tingyun's car parked downstairs, and he walked into the hospital hall and was waiting for the elevator to go upstairs.
In a certain suite, Ding Xiangwei held his cell phone and frowned. He just received a call from his son and was in a serious mood. What happened?
He wants to come to the hospital in person to discuss in detail?
Ding Xiangwei believes that anything that cannot be explained clearly on the phone is a big deal.
However, Tingyun has never been like this since he took over the company. He can handle anything calmly and any difficult problems can be handled well.
As a father, he couldn't help but worry and was uneasy every second.
Ding Yichen was playing cards with idiom solitaire in the room inside alone.
"The lucky stars shine, the cat is painted with tigers, and the tiger falls into the sun..." He murmured silently, and remembered it with care.
I really remember Sister Jia Ning’s explanation. I must remember the idioms in my mind and only win when playing games.
When Tingyun appeared at the door of the suite, Ding Xiangwei couldn't help but feel nervous and asked quickly, "Tingyun, what happened?"
Tingyun faced his father's gaze, and was slightly stunned, feeling the strong father's love.
Then, he said with a smile on his face and a relaxed tone, "It's not a job, everything goes well at work, don't worry."
Ding Xiangwei looked at him, then breathed a sigh of relief, "Sit down."
"Big Young Master." Butler Wang greeted him with a smile, then soaked tea and quietly retreated.
"Dad." Tingyun sat down in the chair, and he asked straight to the point, "Are you very familiar with Uncle Mu?"
"You mean Mu Yannian?"
"Yeah." Tingyun looked up at his father and asked again, "When did he get married? How is his relationship with this second wife?"
This really made my father ask, and Ding Xiangwei looked like he didn't know what he asked.
Tingyun was also stunned for a moment, "What? You don't know?" Isn't the relationship very good?
The middle-aged man held the teacup and shook his head, "I really don't know this." He tried hard to recall.
"We really haven't talked about his feelings, nor have he mentioned it on his own initiative, but his relationship with him is okay. He is a very good businessman and he hardly talks about family affairs to others."
Is there something like this?
A thought came to Tingyun's mind, is Uncle Mu still married?
If you get married again, how could this new wife have never appeared?
For example, company annual meetings, charity dinners, and occasions where female companions are needed, they will be brought with her, right?
Tingyun has already passed by Baidu, and there is no news about his new wife on the Internet.
"Okay, I understand." Tingyun thought about it and asked, "Then do you know where he lives?" He felt like he was going to break the casserole and ask to the end.
"I know this, but I haven't been there in several years."
So Ding Xiangwei told him an address, Tingyun took note of it carefully, and he decided to go to get off work today to find out.
Because he had a strong premonition that Uncle Mu was very likely to be single.
In other words, Tingyun invisibly put Jia Ning's wish in his heart, and he wanted to fulfill it for her.