Chapter 157: Support comes

Grandpa Zhang walked to the other wards with a blank face, looking for the last straw, swinging his hands and feet randomly like a walking corpse. Everyone asked, "Do you have a cell phone? Let me make a call. My grandson is sick. ."
"Do you have a cell phone? Let me use it, please.
"Eh, boy, do you have a cell phone? Give me a try."
For the rainy night, he even used the honorific name compared to his younger ones, abandoning everything and forgetting everything. His expression is heartbreaking. If the rainy night did not fall into a coma, he would not allow it. Grandpa Zhang is like this.
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Old man Zhang looked distracted and humbled to seek help from passers-by. However, for some reason, his request was not answered, and his grief was not pityed. Everyone in the hospital was like an unreasonable machine, and no one took care of him. He, no one strikes up a conversation with him, no one wants to help him.
He went on walking in despair, he couldn't figure out why this was happening? However, he did not give up. If one fails, just two, if two fails, just three. Repeated inquiries and failures made him confused, and said to himself: "Why? Why?"
The old Zhao head in the distance watched this scene with a small teardrop in the corner of his eyes, and he cursed secretly: "You old idiot, with your son's salary, you still want to make a swollen face and fill a fat man. Your son doesn't Alive, really, stubborn, the smelly stone in the pit."
The old Zhao’s head hung down and his skinny and skinny arms, he could clearly see the dialing page displayed on the phone in his hand, 30 seconds later, a nice voice was heard: Sorry, the call you made is temporarily unavailable Yes, please dial later.
In just a few minutes, Old Zhao had heard this sound seven or eight times. He knew that his son was busy and his cell phone might not be around, but he continued to talk persistently.
Old man Li and Grandma Sun set off to find a doctor, asked Yu Ye’s condition and discussed whether the money could be postponed for two days.
One person was hospitalized and the whole family was in peace.
"Eh, sir, borrow my cell phone to make a call. I really need it in a hurry. I'll return it to you when I use it." Old man Zhang still didn't give up, blocking the door of this floor. He just came over and squatted up alone. Go up and ask.
"Okay, old man, here you are." A beautiful and beautiful voice sounded, like the singing of a petite and lovely cuckoo on a banyan tree, as soft and soft as a yellow oriole out of the valley.
Grandpa Zhang's mind was a little confused, he seemed to be used to being rejected. He lowered his head and sighed and didn't mean to pick up the phone at all. Instead, he continued walking forward on his own. The next moment, he finally reacted and backed away. In two steps, he raised his head and the old cheeks shone with hope, and looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes.
Wow, is the person in front of me a fairy from the sky? Before he even took the phone, Old Man Zhang was shocked by the woman's face and looked at her blankly for a while.
She is tall and straight, clear-cut, slim and graceful, with a slender waist, twin peaks, a handsome face, delicate and white slender fingers, wearing a simple and elegant white dress that stretches over the knees, and the hem is wide and flared. The shape is very conspicuous, and it looks like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains from a distance.
She is considered tall among women, with a full height of 1.7 meters, standing with the arched old man Zhang, faintly meaning that the waves of the Yangtze River push forward.
The slender, white and tender limbs are like works of art in this world, and a black and beautiful hair hangs naturally like willow silk, showing a simple and natural charm, adding a bit of immortality to her .
The face is like a goose egg, and the white face seems to have been stared at by the old man for a long time, slightly reddish; on that handsome face, there are a pair of fine eyes, water and spirit, and bright light shines from the delicate pupils Even more embarrassed.
Two thin, curved eyebrows, like drawn with a brush, are light brown. When I speak, the eyebrows are slightly raised, as if they are about to fly, to set off her capable temperament. The nose is tall and delicate. An arrogant heart, a pair of smart cherry mouths always smile slightly.
The beautiful woman who looked like an immortal unsuspectingly handed the respectful hands of'v我36' (please associate if you don’t understand) to Old Man Zhang. Seeing this situation, Old Man Zhang quickly took it and lowered her head. Weiwei was a little embarrassed, using the phone in her hands to cover up her embarrassment.
During the blind tinkering process of Lao Zhang's head, the good-looking woman spoke:
"Grandpa, can you tell me there is a kid named Yuye who lives in that ward? I came here specifically to look for him this time."
Hearing this, Lao Zhang's head suddenly cleared, and the chaotic and vague feeling was swept away. He looked around at her, stepped back and asked with a trace of alertness in his heart: "What are you looking for? Something?"
"Grandpa, don't be nervous. I forgot to introduce you. I am the secretary of Director Zhang of Fengying Group. You can call me Xiao Li. This time I am specially ordered to find a rainy night kid to give him something. Don't worry, I No malice." Xiao Li explained with a smile when he saw Grandpa Zhang's expression.
After speaking, watching Grandpa Zhang, who was still playing tricks, turned the phone upside down, she didn't ridicule aloud, but said with a smile on the corners of her mouth, which appeared to be very educated and qualified; "Grandpa, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com You said the number, let me call you, even if you don’t know about the rainy night, I will ask others."
He has seen the old man Zhang with the smart phone, but where would he use such an advanced and latest version, he can only say helplessly at this time: "Little girl, just listen to you. The phone number is ."
The little girl was typing the number seriously. Suddenly, Old Man Zhao leaned over to stop him and threatened with righteous words: "Little girl, don't hurt him. Whether his son can give him the old age is yours. A phone call."
Xiao Li was obviously intimidated by the words of Old Man Zhao. Although there is nothing wrong with eagerness to help and need to be praised, but if you did not help, it would be counterproductive. Instead of deleting the number, she pressed the phone to the black screen and waited. Grandpa Zhao's next words.
"Little girl, that's right." Grandpa Zhao showed a satisfied smile.
"Zhao Tiangang, you bastard, do you want me to work hard with you? If you don't have money, how do you go to see Xiaoye? Shall we watch Xiaoye and wait for death? Should we be white-haired people send black-haired people? Tell you, dare you stop me again, be careful that you are lying on the bed!"
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