Chapter 1785: Love buried in time (3)

After Jingyu took a bath, he removed all the boxes pressed on the bottom of the cabinet.
There are some jewellery in it. She sorted it out, estimated the price, and some could be some.
My father needs money for hospitalization; Jing Rong needs money for his studies; and those heavy debts ...
"Fish, you are all relics left by your mother!"
"Well." Jing Yu didn't say much, she already thought about it. Life is more important than anything.
Qi Jinnian sighed, "Otherwise, I'll ask our old relatives to let you think of a way?"
"Don't open this mouth stupidly, you must be scolding." Jing Yu looked serious, "Now no one dares to touch us, your old relatives are also official people, can't come to this muddy water . "
Qi Jinnian kept talking. Although she was reckless, she knew the importance of it.

The next day, Qi Jinnian excitedly called her at her workplace.
"Fish, I'm so excited!"
"what happened?"
"Guess who I just met!"
Qi Jinnian's mysterious salesman Guan Yu Jingyu has been thinking about the surgery just now, with a little absentmindedness, "Which one is the star."
"Well, what a star is, not that he hasn't seen it. He is harder to see than a star!" Qi Jinnian said to herself, "It is Mr. Yu! Mr. Yu Zeyao!"
"Oh."
"That's it?" Her response made Qi Jinnian very boring and asked again, "Yuer, don't you know who Yu Zeyao is at all?"
"Which is it?" To pull back Jin Nian's happiness, she forced her thoughts back.
"Look, I know." Qi Jinnian reluctantly introduced: "He is our future vice president, but he has not yet officially assumed office. It is not surprising that you don't know. He suddenly came to our Ministry of Education for inspection today. That battle, that Momentum, whoops, our old relative is far worse than him! Do you know what is the most important thing? "
"Ok?"
"He's so handsome. It's not the kind of old belly with a big belly like that! It's handsome, young and spirited ... I'm going to commit idiots."
Jing Yu was funny, "You are not‘ want ’, you are already committing an idiot.

Now that his own life is a mess, Jing Yu doesn't have much interest and attention for strange people. That name didn't naturally get into her ears.
While she was talking, the head nurse of the VIP building hurriedly ran towards her. Jing Yu glanced at it, "Every year, I won't talk to you first, it should be an important patient."
She hung up. The head nurse said, "Dr. Xiaojing, what about Professor Luo?"
"My master is on a business trip today. What's wrong?" She put her mobile phone in the pocket of her white coat.
Upon hearing this, the nurse's long face was difficult to look, "It's over! There is a very important VIP patient, her legs and feet are a bit inconvenient. Previously, Professor Luo came to the door for a massage in person, and suddenly called to say that it was necessary to pass."
Jing Yu frowned, "Professor Federuo?"
"She is not a normal patient." The head nurse looked tense. "I called Professor Luo to ask."
She went and called. After the call came back, my face became even uglier.
"Dr. Xiaojing, Professor Luo said to let you go. He has such a good technique. You are his apprentice, so why don't you try it?"
"Can you do that?" Jing Yu was not easy to see the nurse's complexion.
The head nurse was also unsure. "There is no other way. Since Professor Luo recommended you, you can only do so for a while."
There is nothing to shirk from such a thing. Jing Yu nodded, "I'll go to the inpatient department to see my dad first, and tell my dad to leave."
"Okay, hurry."
Jing Yu went to the building of the inpatient department. Jing Yanchen was still unconscious on the bed, with various pipes in his body. In just a few days, he has lost weight from normal weight to now only skinny.
Jing Liangchen's current wife has never appeared since the Liang family's accident. In addition to Jing Yu, her brother Jing Rong will come whenever he is free on weekends. However, Jing Yu usually let Jing Rong go back earlier, he will take the college entrance examination immediately, and in a special period, he doesn't want to distract him.
"Dr. Jing, the car is out of the hospital, please hurry up." She stood for a while, and called over to the VIP building.
Jing Yu didn't delay. The patients received by Bethyuan Hospital are either rich or expensive, especially in the VIP building. They cannot be held responsible for any delay.
Jing Yu came downstairs wearing a white robe. A black business car outside the clinic building parked at the door. The driver could recognize her at a glance. When she saw her approaching, she got out of the car and pulled the back door open.
The other side is very strict and wears white gloves.
"Thank you." Jing Yu got a little look and got in the car.

The car went a long way. After coming out of the city center, I traveled for dozens of kilometers, finally entered a manor house, and finally stopped in front of the huge villa.
Jing Yu got out of the car, and the driver respectfully said, "Doctor, go in. Madam is already waiting."
Jing Yu went in according to the words. The villa is very large, and the furnishings are all antique, exquisite and delicate. The lady who wants to come to this house is also very tasteful.
She went to the porch, and a servant had already come up and handed her slippers. She bent over to change her shoes, and only heard the voice of the servant inside, "Sir, the doctor is here."
"Please come up." A voice belonging to the young man came from the second floor. The sound was extremely magnetic and more charming than those of radio DJs.
Jing Yu only felt that the sound was familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere. However, if I think about it, I can't think of anything.
She was led upstairs by a servant. The servant knocked carefully before knocking on the door.
"Madam." The servant introduced the person behind him. "This is the doctor who invited you."
The lady sat on the bed and looked up to see her, "You are Professor Luo's apprentice?"
"Hello." Jing Yu nodded and greeted the other party. Sure enough, as she thought, the other party was an extremely elegant lady.
Although middle age, but properly maintained, the smooth and radiant face does not show age, and the body is covered with light gray silk quilt, exposing his arms.
"You don't look old." Madam looked at her.
"It's not too small, it's already over 25 this year." Jing Yu worried that the other party was not assured of his own medical skills, and tried to be more stable.
"25 is still a child. Zeyao, you are all 30." When the wife said this, she turned to look at the young man who had been sitting beside the bed without talking.
Jing Yu's gaze followed at this time.