Her mother passed away early, and after that, Feng Xiaoxiao was basically brought up by her grandma. It is said that grandma loves Feng Xiaoxiao the most, even though they are close relatives across generations.
Speaking of which, Feng Xiaoxiao, the number one socialite in Haicheng, owes her reputation to her grandma's training.
After all, she hasn't seen her grandma in many years.
Seeing her expression loosen, Feng Jianbo struck while the iron was hot and said, "Xiaoxiao, will you go home that day? Grandma knows about you and wants to see you."
Hey. Feng Xiaoxiao sighed and nodded. "Yeah."
"Hey." Feng Jianbo was very happy and laughed, "That's good. Grandma will be very happy when she hears the news."
"correct."
Feng Jianbo hesitated and spoke hesitantly.
"As well as the children, grandma also knows about it. That, the father of the children..."
Feng Xiaoxiao knew what he wanted to say, "Okay, we will go there together that day."
"Why!"
Feng Jianbo was overjoyed. His eyes were even a little moist. He knew it was difficult to make up for it, but he was trying hard.
"Okay, Dad will make preparations when he gets back."
Seeing Feng Jianbo's happy look, Feng Xiaoxiao felt quite uncomfortable and hurriedly said goodbye, "I'm leaving first."
"Be careful on the road."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded and quickened his pace.
On the way, Feng Xiaoxiao held her cell phone and wanted to call Nie Zheng. After all, she had the highest IQ among the people she knew.
She couldn't tell anything about this medical record, but he certainly could.
However, Nie Zheng had accumulated a lot of work because of her willfulness. Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it, this was a big deal for her, but she did not need to trouble Nie Zheng, so she went back to Weng Qiange.
As soon as the door was pushed open, a pillow was thrown over.
"Gu Chen, don't come! I'm going to die!"
Weng Qiange held her waist, "Ouch, it's about to break!"
Feng Xiaoxiao suppressed her laughter, picked up the pillow, walked to the bed, and smiled miserably, "Hey, what's wrong with Mrs. Gu? Is her waist broken? It seems that this time Mr. Gu is satisfying Mrs. Gu.
Already."
Weng Qiange couldn't laugh or cry.
"What are you doing here again? Are you very free?"
"correct."
Feng Xiaoxiao stopped joking, sat down, and took out the medical records.
"Qiange, you are smart, help me take a look...what's wrong with this medical record."
"Uncle, did you get the medical records?"
"Um."
"Okay, let me take a look." Weng Qiange nodded and took the medical records.
Regarding Feng Xiaoxiao's mother, Feng Xiaoxiao had told Weng Qiange before. Weng Qiange agreed with Feng Xiaoxiao's statement and felt that there was something fishy. This guess was reasonable.
At this moment, Weng Qiange looked through the medical records.
His brows gradually furrowed, "The rescue process and death analysis were written too roughly."
"Really?" Feng Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly, "Let me just say, I'm not just imagining things."
Um.
Weng Qiange continued to read down, looking very carefully and spending a lot of time.
"Huh?" Weng Qiange pointed to one of the pages and tapped it lightly with her fingers.
"What's wrong?" Feng Xiaoxiao walked over and saw that it was a medication list. She didn't see anything unusual.
Feng Xiaoxiao said: "These were the right medicines for the disease at that time. Is there anything wrong with it?"
"Wait a moment."
Weng Qiange took out his mobile phone, opened the literature software, and searched. His expression became more solemn.
"What's wrong?" Feng Xiaoxiao raised her heart.
"It's strange." Weng Qiange flipped through two pages of medical records and showed them to Feng Xiaoxiao, "Look, the medicines these two days are different."
Yes. Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "It's said that she changed to better medicine. My mother's condition has indeed improved after she changed to this medicine."
"Yeah?"
Weng Qiange felt that there was something wrong with it.
"However, your mother's condition was already stable before the dressing was changed. Don't you think it's strange that you still have to take the risk of changing the dressing in this situation?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and silent, "You mean, the reason why my mother's condition suddenly worsened is because of this sudden change of medicine?"
"I'm not sure."
Weng Qiange said, “But this may be a breakthrough.”
She shook her phone and said, "I'm in hospital now, and this phone won't work. When I get back, I'll have someone use professional software to check this medicine, and..."
Weng Qiange pointed to the signature of the prescribing doctor on the medication list, "I asked Gu Chen to help check whether this person is still a doctor."
Hearing what Weng Qiange said, Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly felt panicked.
"Qian Ge, why do I feel... there seems to be a huge conspiracy behind this?"
"don’t worry."
Weng Qiange held her hand, "I am here. Besides, don't you still have your Mr. Nie? With us here, no matter what conspiracy he has, it will be crushed!"
"……Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, she was just worried that the crushing would come too late.
After leaving the hospital, Feng Xiaoxiao went to the studio. Before that, Fu Jie had called her many times.
When he arrived, Fu Jie joked: "I'm finally here. I've never seen an artist as lazy as you. Don't you want to be famous?"
Feng Xiaoxiao sat down with a smile, "I think so, but Dahong depends on his fate."
"I think your life is pretty good."
Fu Jie said, placing the document bag in front of her.
"What is this?" Feng Xiaoxiao reached out and opened it.
Fu Jie said: "This is the first draft of the script. I thought I would show it to you first to get a feel for it and try to figure it out first. Director Yan is also reading it. It just so happens that if you have any opinions, please put them forward.
Communicate with Director Yan.”
"this……"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the words "Gone Together" on the cover and was a little confused.
"Oh." Fu Jie said with a smile, "This is the tentative title, it may be changed later."
"No..." Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head, "I just want to ask, when did this happen? Why, Director Yan is the director?"
Yes. Fu Jie nodded, remembering Nie Zheng's words, telling Feng Xiaoxiao to act with peace of mind, without letting her know. Otherwise, with her irritable temperament, she would lose confidence again.
Fu Jie then said: "This is the fate between you and Director Yan. Director Yan said that he owes you a heroine, so here he is to pay off the debt."
Then he raised his hand and waved it in front of Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes, "Are you stupidly happy?"
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and did not hide it. "To be honest, I am quite happy."
Feng Xiaoxiao solemnly put away the script, "I will read it carefully."
Yes. Fu Jie nodded, "Over there, Director Yan."
"I have contact information." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled, "I will contact him myself. It is more convenient to communicate directly."
"good."
Feng Xiaoxiao left the studio, filled with joy.
She urgently needed to share this good news with others, and the first person she thought of was, of course, Nie Zheng.
To her, the person who treats her best in the world is Nie Zheng.
Although, their beginning was not so good.
"Hello……"
Nie Zheng answered the phone.
"Azheng, let me tell you, I received a new script." Feng Xiaoxiao chirped, having too many things to say.
"Xiao Xiao."
Nie Zheng interrupted her in a deep voice, saying that he was responsible for the new drama, of course he knew.
"I'm a little busy right now. I'll call you later."
Hey. Feng Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Nie Zheng had already hung up.
Feng Xiaoxiao held the phone, her joy just now greatly reduced.