Xue Ling thought about it carefully and added: "Seventeen or eighteen years ago, a friend asked me if I wanted to buy a special number, saying that some cheap ones were more than ten or two hundred thousand, or even several million, if expensive ones were millions or even millions.
I was curious, so I asked a few more questions. He explained that some of the only remaining good numbers in China will be auctioned in the imperial capital, and the most special and pleasant ones have been decided. At that time, I glanced at it, and two or three of them were among them.
They are all combinations of zeros.”
"Mom, did you buy it?" Cheng Huanran asked with a raised eyebrows.
Xue Ling shook her head: "Isn't it just a number? As long as you can get through, why bother with any number, right? What should I do if I waste that money! I was no longer short of money at that time, but I spent what I should spend, and I had to spend it.
If you spend it on the blade, you won’t spend that in vain.”
Cheng Huanran nodded slowly: "That's right. Most of the luxury goods around her are given by partners and friends, and she bought very few of them herself. She would definitely not want to ask her to pay millions to buy a number."
Xue Ling chuckled: "I have been using this number since I started using my mobile phone. My old friends, colleagues and partners all know this number. As long as I can get through, why bother with such a move? No matter how rich I am, I will not spend this way."
"Truth!" Xue Yang gave a thumbs up: "It's worthy of being my mother, I'm saying what I think!"
Xue Ling glanced at him with a doting look and ruthlessly exposes: "If you ask you to buy it, you don't have the money to buy it."
Xue Yang: “…”
Well, the previous one is the heartfelt words, this sentence is heartfelt words.
The conversation changed, and the three of them were no longer so nervous.
It was a cold day, and it was a big night. There were not many cars outside and there were no traffic jams on the road. I successfully arrived at the People's Hospital's emergency building.
The emergency building is brightly lit, and even at night, there are still people coming and going, crowds are like water, and they are rushing in a hurry.
Cheng Huanran went straight to the familiar infirmary and hurriedly asked where his younger brother was.
Soon, he walked back with a slightly pale face.
"The third brother's left calf was broken, but fortunately there was only a crack, which was not serious. He has been transferred to the orthopedics department and the attending doctor is discussing using traditional gypsum therapy to fix him."
"Oh my God!" Xue Ling felt uncomfortable when she heard it: "It's broken... It hurts so much!"
Xue Yang helped his mother and quickly comforted her: "That's not serious, it's just a calf bone. Mom, the cracks are not serious, it's really. The third brother is young and strong, and he should be able to recover in more than half a month."
No matter how old a child is, it is still a treasure of the mother. Even if the child suffers a little bit of injury, the mother will feel distressed.
Xue Ling frowned in pain: "With that being said, the bones were broken... How painful it was!"
"Don't worry, it's not serious. When you come here, the doctor will arrange medication so that he won't feel too uncomfortable." Cheng Huanran helped him help: "Mom, let's go to the orthopedic department to see the third child first."
So, the mother and son hurried to the orthopedic department again.
The nurse on duty explained: "I was originally arranged on the last room on this floor, but I just transferred to the senior ward 901."
When Cheng Huanran heard the ward number, he had been a doctor here and unexpectedly raised his eyebrows.
"This...it must be a ward that the dean-level leader can only be opened."
Xue Yang couldn't help but murmur: "It seems that Lin Qingzhi has a very good background. He can use a high-end number to exchange for such a high-end ward, so he must be a big shot in the imperial capital."
"I heard from the third brother that he is his senior." Xue Ling frowned: "What does he think about his background? Let's go and see what's going on."
If the other party attacks or is injured by the other party, even if he is a big shot, she will not be polite to him!
After entering the special elevator, I soon arrived outside the advanced ward.
As expected, two professional bodyguards stood outside the ward, blocking their way.
Asa Chao stepped forward to negotiate, and the other party immediately stepped back and reported to the master for help.
After a while, the ward door opened.
There was a man in his thirties standing inside the door, with a handsome face, gentle eyebrows and eyes, tall and thin. Although he was not as handsome as the third child, he had a brilliant temperament, just like a banished immortal.
His eyes were sweeping and Xue Yang, and fell on Xue Ling's face.
"Hello. I am A Chong's senior Lin Qingzhi. Are you A Chong's mother? Fortunately, hello, aunt."
He stretched out his hand gracefully, gentle and slender, as white as jade.
Seeing that he was extraordinary, Xue Ling secretly guessed his identity, shook hands with him openly, and introduced the sons behind him indifferently.
"Yes, I am Cheng Huanchong's mother. They are my eldest son and second son. When we heard that Ah Chong was injured, we hurried over and felt very anxious."
Lin Qingzhi shook hands with them politely and said warmly: "I'm very happy to meet you. You are very similar to A Chong's eyebrows, especially Auntie. Please come in quickly, A Chong is waiting for you."
Xue Ling was not polite and hurriedly brought his son into the door. Seeing Cheng Huanchong on the hospital bed not far away, he rushed over.
"Last brother! How are you doing? Ah?"
Cheng Huanchong's face was slightly pale. He was usually energetic and lying weakly at this time, with a bruised forehead and scratched on the back of his hands, which looked quite embarrassed.
Xue Ling's eyes suddenly turned red and he nervously observed his body.
"Oh my God! What's wrong with you? Your forehead is injured, even your hands are injured? What's going on with your left leg... What's going on with your left leg? It's really broken?"
Cheng Huanchong smiled bitterly at her and whispered: "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Mom, don't be sad, I just fell down, it's not serious."
Xue Yang always said frankly: "It's all like this, and it's still a minor injury?! Not serious yet?! What's the serious? First-level disabled? Ah?"
Cheng Huanran pushed him away, pushed him forward, and skillfully checked the third brother's face and limbs.
Lin Qingzhi, who was standing aside, explained warmly: "I have just asked an expert to treat it. I have only had a small bruise on my forehead. I have applied the ointment to reduce swelling and inflammation, and it will be able to reduce swelling tomorrow. There are scratches on my hands, which have cut the epidermis, and
It has been dealt with. The most serious thing is that there are tiny cracks in the calf. This is a ct photo, aunt, you can take a look."
The three of them quickly watched.
Cheng Huanran skillfully pointed out a faint trace on the calf bone: "It's this place. Fortunately, the problem is not big."
"The experts and the dean said this." Lin Qingzhi said warmly: "But I still ask them to deal with it carefully. After all, what is hurt is a bone, so you must not leave any trace of it. They have already gone to the meeting to discuss the best plan. 10
It should be able to help A Chong treat it in a few minutes."
Cheng Huanran instinctively felt that the other party had some big problems and instinctively guessed that the other party might have hurt his third brother.