Chapter 117 It’s great to be young, fall asleep right away

The male monk lowered his eyebrows and looked at the name written by the pen, and was shocked.

There are three noble surnames in the middle name alone. He must be a rich young master from someone's family!

The suspicion in his heart completely disappeared, and he became cautious, "Our director is busy with an operation. I can take you around the hospital first."

Jian Ruochen put down his pen, and the corners of his lips under the brim of his hat slightly raised, "Okay."

Fortunately, he was careful when he saw Professor Keith's full name. It was such a long name, and just memorizing a little bit of it would be enough.

The monk looked at him twice more.

Children from wealthy families generally don’t wear this kind of cotton hat. The worst one should be tweed.

But then I thought, it's summer now, and a woolen hat would probably make me too hot.

Take this dress for example, it fits her so well and you can tell at first glance that it is a standing cut, revealing a pair of slender, white legs with well-proportioned muscles.

Being rich is a feeling.

The monk led them through the hall to the obstetrics ward and introduced softly, "We have been providing one-on-one 24-hour care here for 20 years. If any accidents happen to the mothers, we will be the first to know."

Jian Ruochen said "Oh".

This means that if the original owner's mother gave birth in this hospital, then her failure to receive timely treatment must have been man-made.

The guess was confirmed, and Jian Ruochen felt a tightness in his chest.

Guan Yingjun lowered his slightly bent arm, took Jian Ruochen's hand and squeezed it gently, then stopped and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry, my brother is in poor health and can't walk for too long. Can you give us a wheelchair?"

Jian Ruochen:?

Can you handle such a tricky play?

Not only can we connect, but we can also find work for the church hospital!

As expected of an undercover agent who came back alive, he is quite capable.

The monk looked over. Jian Ruochen pursed his lips, leaned his head on Guan Yingjun's arm, and said, "Actually, I can still walk for a while."

Guan Yingjun curled his fingertips slightly and resisted the urge to hug him.

The monk said hurriedly: "God is reluctant to trouble you to walk, please wait a moment."

Five minutes later, he pushed in a rubber wheelchair with a brand new blanket on it.

Jian Ruochen sat on it and let the monk push him.

It’s not that Guan Yingjun can’t push, but if he pushes, he won’t have any hands to hold the gun.

That won't work.

He leaned back in his chair, and when passing by the drinking water area, Guan Yingjun went over and poured him a cup of hot water. The two of them seemed like a pair of brothers who had come to revisit their past, intimate and familiar.

The monk introduced the land more and more vigorously, trying to get more donations from the money in front of him. "Our church hospital is connected to the church and the welfare home next to it. The children in the welfare home often come to the hospital to volunteer, mopping the floor, watering the flowers, etc. They are very happy every day. But in recent years, there are fewer rich people willing to do charity. Our funds are not circulating, and some cannot support the children's lives."

Jian Ruochen said: "Go and have a look."

There is too little information available in the hospital, and the monks are keeping a close eye on it, so it would be better to expand it.

The group walked through a marble arched corridor and came to an iron door.

The sound of children laughing could be heard from inside.

"Pennice is in the rain!"

"Pennise, you got your clothes wet. The nun will be mad."

"No one will adopt you if you're like this. Why didn't the old man take you out to play just now?"

Old man?

Jian Ruochen glanced sideways and saw a little girl in a floral dress standing in the corner. Water was dripping from the hem of her skirt and she was soaking wet. Three or four little boys were surrounding her and laughing.

She stood against the wall, her hands hidden behind her back, her lips tightly pursed, her whole body tense, but her eyes a little dazed, anxious and alert.

Jian Ruochen touched the side of Guan Yingjun's leg with his elbow, indicating that he should go over.

The little boys looked back at Jian Ruochen, looked at each other, and then dispersed.

Jian Ruochen said: "Monk, is this what you mean by the children being happy every day?"

Monk: ...

In less than a quarter of an hour, he had embarrassed himself three times in front of this young nobleman.

Life is a journey of hardship, right?

"You should restrain those kids who bully others." Jian Ruochen glanced sideways, and said in a tone that did not allow for argument, "Go now!"

The monk was frightened by the inherent majesty of this superior and nodded repeatedly, took a few steps back and left in a hurry.

Jian Ruochen exhaled without leaving a trace.

finally!

Finally got away!

Guan Yingjun pressed Jian Ruochen's shoulder and whispered, "I'll go to the hospital building to take a look. Please help me delay for a few minutes."

Jian Ruo nodded, then leaned forward slightly and looked at the girl, "Little friend, what does the old man you met today look like?"

Maybe it has something to do with Oliver Keith?

Penis twisted the hem of her skirt, and the raindrops fell on the ground. She sniffed and said, "A weird old man with glasses."

She wrung out the water on one side and put the roll of banknotes that she had been hiding in her palm into the pocket at the waist of her skirt.

The thickness is at least 3000.

Jian Ruochen's breathing stagnated.

Heavy rain, an old man, and a black Saab 95 that was clearly being followed but had its windows lowered in the heavy rain for no reason!

Everything seems to be connected!

The little girl was soaked all over. It was definitely not because she rushed into the rain for a few minutes out of play, but because she stood in the rain for a while, which was why she was so wet.

Jian Ruochen moved his fingers slightly and took out a candy from his pocket, "Look at me."

Penis raised her head and puffed out her chest, "Now that I have money, I can buy a lot of candy like this."

He looks like someone who is not easy to fool.

Jian Ruochen smiled.

He placed the candy in the palm of his hand, then clapped his palms, and the fruit candy wrapped in laser paper suddenly jumped up and rose into the air.

Penis swallowed, her eyes following the candy up.

Jian Ruochen took the opportunity to attract the attention of others, grabbed a few banknotes and held them in his hand. He quickly caught the falling candy and squeezed it hard in his palm, "I can turn this candy into 3,000 yuan."

"I don't believe it." said Penis.

Jian Ruochen slowly opened his palm, and a ball of banknotes popped out like three orange flowers.

The little girl exclaimed, "Where's the candy?"

"Once the candy is turned into money, it will naturally disappear." Jian Ruochen said, "Do you want it now?"

Penis swallowed and said, "Yes!"

She took a breath, "Do you have conditions too?"

Jian Ruo thought carefully and said, "As expected."

Oliver Conant Keith might have used this little girl to make Bi Xianxian and Zhang Xingzong let down their guard and lower the car windows, giving them an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

She turned on the recorder and said, "Just tell me what happened today. What did the old man ask you to do?"

Penis didn't expect it to be so simple. She said, "He asked me to call him professor."

"I don't know what the professor told the nun, but he said he wanted to take one out to play."

"We all know the process. This is how rich people usually adopt children. They play with us for a while, then we take them out to play and see if they are suitable, and then we decide whether to adopt them."

"I thought he was going to adopt the baby. But when I got out of the door, he gave me 3,000 yuan and told me to knock on a car window."

Penis curled her lips, looked at the beautiful amber eyes in front of her and whispered, "3,000 yuan is a lot. This way I can work less when I go out to volunteer and buy bread secretly."

Jian Ruochen nodded, took out a ball of banknotes and stuffed it into the money-loving hand of Penis, "Go on."

Penis: ...

This rich man has a really good personality.

If only all rich people greeted each other like this.

It would be great if you could give me 1,000 yuan when you meet me.

It is recommended to promote this way of making friends.

Penis put the money away and said, "I went to knock on the window of the black car. The one who opened the window was a beautiful girl. Before I could say anything, she fell asleep. I couldn't wake her up no matter what I did."

She was a little nervous. "And the man next to her also fell asleep...Did I do something bad? Maybe I'm Medusa, so they turned to stone and died when they saw me."

Jian Ruochen: ...

That's not the case.

The little girl was sentimental and imaginative, and Jian Ruochen stuffed another 1,000 yuan into her pocket, comforting her: "No. We adults are like this, sometimes we fall asleep right away."

Let's take a step back.

Medusa and Catholicism are not the same system.

Penis said enviously, "That's great. Sometimes I can't sleep because the quilt here is too damp and a little moldy."

Not far away, the monk finally dealt with those naughty kids who liked to bully others and walked towards this side.

While handing over the last bunch of banknotes in his hand, Jian Ruochen took out his cell phone and called Guan Yingjun.

The silent vibration phone vibrates well, so you no longer have to worry about exposing your companions when making phone calls.

Penis hid the money and suddenly asked, "Your hair is white? The crazy nun told me that there was an angel with white hair who was taken away by the devil after giving birth to a little angel."

Jian Ruochen raised her head suddenly. Was Penis talking about the original owner's mother?

Children and adults see the world differently.

Guan Yingjun and the monk looked down at him sitting in the wheelchair, while Penis looked up at him.

So you can see the face under the hat.

"Crazy nun?" Jian Ruochen asked quietly.

Penis raised her head and glanced behind him. "Do you want to buy my map? I'm the most well-informed person in this area. Since you turned candy into money, I can give you a 50% discount. It only costs 500 yuan."

Jian Ruochen: ...

A girl who is good at doing business.

He had no doubt that the 50% discount was just the girl's rhetoric, and she actually wanted 500 yuan.

As he spoke, the monk had already walked to Jian Ruochen's side.

He looked around, "Huh? Where's your brother, young sir?"

"Oh, he thinks it's a bit noisy here, so he wants to walk around." Jian Ruochen glanced at the phone in his pocket.

No one answered.

He swallowed.

There are tricks everywhere here. I wonder if Guan Yingjun will encounter any accidents.

The monk asked, "Shall I go and call him?"

Jian Ruochen raised his eyes and stared directly at the monk, "You?"

His palms were sweating, and he prayed that Guan Yingjun would not use excuses like "I went to pick flowers for you" when he came back this time, which were not suitable for brothers.

With her mind full of wild thoughts, Jian Ruochen's mind raced. She sneered and said in difficulty, "What are you calling me? You should explain to me now why the quilts of those children you said were living well are moldy and they can't even sleep well!"

Jian Ruochen said coldly: "If you do this, I doubt whether the donations will be used in the right place."

The monk was stunned and immediately forgot about looking for someone.

Could it be that this young master doesn't want to donate anymore?

"We've been struggling financially lately." A muffled breathing sound came from behind Jian Ruochen.

The man walked over slowly, with some effort.

The monk lowered his head with sweat dripping down his face, "Supervisor."

Jian Ruochen's heart trembled, he reached into his pocket and called Guan Yingjun again.

The supervisor smiled, the flesh on his cheeks puffed up, and his eyes narrowed into slits. "It's been rainy and humid recently. We don't have any extra quilts, so we can only make do with this. Penis, you have to understand us too."

Penis shrank back and hid behind Jian Ruochen's wheelchair.

The supervisor reached out to pull her, and his arm accidentally brushed against Jane Ruochen's hat, causing it to shake and fall off, and Penis screamed.

If Jian Ruochen protected the hat, he would not be able to protect Penis. He hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to separate the girl and the supervisor.

The next moment, a hand pressed on the fisherman's hat that was about to fall.

Guan Yingjun panted slightly and separated several people with his backhand, "What are you doing?"

He stuffed the brown paper bag with a red cross on it into Jian Ruochen's arms, "Is this your attitude towards reception?"

The supervisor’s face froze.

Jian Ruochen squeezed the paper bag. The bottom was very stiff, so there should be a folded document inside.

Guan Yingjun got the thing!

Got to go quickly.

Jian Ruochen said: "It seems that you don't really need donations. I will report the current situation here to ICAC. Brother, let's go."

He stood up from his wheelchair.

Penis stared in amazement, completely stunned.

Is there really magic in this world?

This was the first time she saw someone standing up from a wheelchair!

Oh my god! What's going on?

The supervisor's eyes darkened. He licked his lips sinisterly and said, "Wait."

He paused and said, "The medicine here cannot be taken out casually. Please show me the medicine bag and prescription."

A noble who is unwilling to show his face, a man with suspicious behavior.

He didn't believe a single word of the lies these two people said!