Of course, if she knew, she would not show up at this time even if she was beaten to death.
At this moment, Qiao Xin is standing in front of a grand sanatorium. The reason why it is grand is not that the door is grand, but that this sanatorium has a particularly important historical background. To tell the story,
There are endless stories to tell.
But such a sanatorium with a story is world-famous.
It is built in an open manor, next to the sea, with beautiful scenery and extremely elegant interior layout. Not to mention the first-class supreme service and extremely comprehensive medical facilities. Many elderly people in the homes of powerful people
, or patients, all like to come here to recuperate. Even those who are not sick occasionally want to come here to enjoy the scenery and rest for a day or two.
Someone once said that it is a pity that this place is used as a sanatorium. If this land can be circled and redeveloped into a commercial resort, it will definitely be the number one tool for making money!
However, such an assumption can only be an assumption.
The family that owns the sanatorium has long said that even if they starve to death, they will not sell the property left by their ancestors. Of course, with such a sanatorium as a support, as long as the family does not produce any dandy scions,
I'm afraid it's hard to starve to death, right?
"Is this right here?"
Counting the note with the address in her hand tightly, she was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, and a fluffy cream-yellow coat. On the big hood of the coat, there were two particularly cute rabbit sticks.
Qiao Xin, who had small ears, raised her head and looked at the towering door of the sanatorium.
After confirming the words on the door again, she took a deep breath.
It seems that he finally mustered up the courage.
She stepped forward...
"I'm sorry, Miss, who are you -"
"I'm here to visit a patient, she... is my good friend!"
Stopping at the door, Qiao Xin tilted her head, blinked her big, wet, innocent eyes, and looked at the red-cheeked "door god" who was trying to block her way with a serious expression.
It has to be said that Qiao Xin is very good at making use of her own advantages, and she knows that her advantage, whether in front of her elders or in front of her brother, is always unfavorable. Even Bo Jinghan, because of her advantage,
There was a moment of hesitation, let alone the cute boy with freckles on his face and curly brown hair in front of him.
But although the boy was no longer wary of her, he still performed his work tasks very seriously.
He asked for the name of the patient Qiao Xin wanted to see, and then hung up the phone to inquire. After getting a confirmed reply, he hung up the phone, looked at Qiao Xin with an apologetic look, and said with a particularly firm expression: "I'm sorry.
Miss, the patient you want to visit cannot accept your visit. You are not on her list of visitors allowed, and she herself cannot make a decision due to physical reasons. So... please...
Let's go back!"
"Ah, there is no me! But I really came here specially to see her. I have been looking for her for a long, long time. Can't you be accommodating?"
His eyes were as pitiful as those of a young elk.
Qiao Xin shed tears just right, looking at the little curly hair who still had a look of absolute indifference.
But the little curly hair was very principled and was determined not to be blinded by female temptations or cuteness. He shook his head again: "Sorry, miss, we have a rule. If you are not on the visiting list, you will not go in. Although I feel sorry for you,
