Chapter 90 My name is Ye Lin
It turns out that this is how capitalists visit the sick.
They don’t bring eggs or brown sugar, they bring doctors!
Secretary Wang sat in the car and stared blankly at the three foreigners
Among the five neurosurgeons, two are foreigners, three are from Hong Kong, and John, the general practitioner, is the only one in the two rows who can speak.
Secretary Wang then realized that Mr. Ye's Mandarin was so authentic that he didn't even remember that Hong Kong people should speak Cantonese.
Turn around and talk to Ye Lin
"Mr. Ye speaks Mandarin very well. Did you learn it specifically?"
"No, my father is from Shandong Province and has always spoken Mandarin at home."
"No wonder Mr. Ye speaks so authentically."
Mr. Ye's ancestral home is indeed in Shandong Province. With this relationship, Secretary Wang feels that this investment is a sure thing.
Provincial Hospital
Ye Ling's condition continued to deteriorate, and there was already a trend of intracranial infection.
Ye Yang hadn't slept for two days, his eyes bloodshot. Unwillingly, he asked the doctor, "Is there no way to control it? Can we transfer to another hospital now?"
The doctor looked at the test results in his hand and sighed, "It's a long journey to Beijing. The child's physical condition may not survive the journey, but we really can't delay any longer. Your family should make a decision as soon as possible."
Ye Yang walked out of the clinic with a blank look in his eyes. Ye Sanxing waited outside for a long time.
He asked his eldest nephew, "How is it? What did the doctor say?"
Ye Yang handed him the test results, slid down to the ground, and rubbed his temples where the blood vessels were tense.
"You give me this, this, how can I understand it?"
"Uncle San, don't you think this is fate? I can't keep her mother, and I can't keep her either. It's all fate."
Seeing his nephew's decadent appearance, Ye Sanxing, who was not well-educated, could only say dryly, "What nonsense are you talking about? The leaders have said that we must break all feudal superstitions and move forward in unity. There is no such thing as fate."
hospital lobby
The nurse on duty saw a bus parked at the door and wondered what kind of leader was coming to inspect.
A burly man in black leather shoes got out of the passenger seat. The jacket he wore looked more impressive than the ones in a department store.
"Is this the leader? Why does he have to open the door to the back?"
Ah Hui went to the back to open the door for the young master. No one here took the job of opening the door from him. That was really good. He was a little satisfied with the mainland.
After getting off the car, Ye Lin strode into the hospital. Ah Hui trotted to the front and asked the nurse if she knew where a little girl named Ye lived.
"Miss, how do I get to the neurology department? We're looking for a girl named Ye."
The nurse ignored Ah Hui. Her attention was now on the boy behind her. How could someone look like this?
Not only the nurses, but everyone in the entire hospital lobby was looking at the young man and his group who looked out of place here.
In this era of black, blue and gray cloth, Ye Lin and his group's outfits stand out from the crowd. A touch of color blends into the gray canvas, as if two time and space overlap.
In a few moments, Ye Lin had reached the nurse's station.
"Hello, we're looking for a little girl with a brain injury, about ten years old, surnamed Ye. Do you know her?"
Oh my god, this guy is not only handsome, but also speaks so politely!
"Hello?" Ye Lin thought he hadn't expressed himself clearly.
"Oh, I know! Your name is Ye Ling, right? It's on the third floor, right, 311. I'll take you there!"
The young nurse didn't expect that she could talk to this young man. Her cheeks flushed and her voice became shrill because of excitement. When she realized that her voice had broken, she covered her mouth in embarrassment.
Third floor
Ye Yang and Ye Sanxing sat side by side on the ground.
Seeing Ye Yang's half-dead appearance, Ye Sanxing felt anxious and began to miss Jin Fenglian's sharp tongue. Why was he so dumb with words?
"Da da da da"
A burst of hurried footsteps came from the stairs.
Ye Sanxing was frightened by Director Jia two days ago. He stretched his neck and looked towards the stairs nervously, praying in his heart that Director Jia was not coming to cause trouble for his family again.
One by one, two figures appeared in the corridor.
"Oh my god, is this a spy from a movie?"
Ye Sanxing saw Ye Lin, the leader, and made a comment without thinking.
Why are there still people dressed like in the movies!
He is handsome, well-dressed, and you can tell he is not an ordinary person.
Isn't this the image of the capitalist reactionaries in the movies?
"That's it! The two people on the ground are Ye Ling's family members."
The nurse who led the way bit her lip all the way, trying not to scream again. How come the more I look at this guy, the more handsome he becomes! Are all the people in Hong Kong so handsome?
"Okay, thank you. I'm sorry to have delayed your work."
Oh my god, the sound is super nice!
The young nurse was so shocked by Ye Lin's voice that she forgot to speak. When she wanted to speak again, Ye Lin had already walked to the front.
Ye Sanxing heard what the nurse said,
Oh my god!
It was obvious that this person was from an important background. He really came to look for their Ye family. Which god had the Ye family offended again?
Looking at the crowds pouring in from the corridor
Black hair, yellow hair, zong hair, all colors are available
Ye Sanxing hurriedly tried to shake Ye Yang, who was leaning to one side, losing hope, and waiting to die with his eyes closed.
"Yang! Stop pretending to be dead! Hurry up! Someone's coming again! This time, they're scarier than Director Jia! There's a yellow-haired guy! Open your eyes!"
Ye Lin discovered from a distance
At the end of the corridor, the uncle sitting on the ground took one look at him and immediately became panicked, as if he were some kind of monster.
Does he look so scary?
Ye Yang felt uncomfortable because of his uncle's shaking. He opened his eyes irritably and looked ahead. No matter who he was, no matter if he was the king of heaven, his daughter would most likely die. At worst, they would die together.
But why does this guy dress like the capitalists in the movies?
"Da, da,"
Before the uncle and nephew could even begin to wonder, the capitalist from the movie walked up to them.
The leather shoes stopped half a meter in front of the two people.
The spotless shiny leather shoes stood out against the gray cement floor of the hospital.
Just like the person in front of me, it seems like he shouldn't appear in such a barren place.
The man slowly squatted down, with a faint smile on his face and his thin lips slightly parted.
What he said made the pupils of the uncle and nephew of the Ye family tremble violently!
"Hello, I'm not sure what to call you two. My name is Ye Lin, and Ye Errong is my father. Who are you?"
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