Zhang Bufan said goodbye to Liang Yongyan and returned to the hotel.

Before going to bed, Zhang Bufan checked his email again, and strangely, there was only one new email.

Zhang Bufan quickly opened it and looked.

The person seeking help is Xiaolan. She has lived with her grandmother since she was a child, but her grandmother is sick, but she does not leave a phone number or address.

"Yaoyao?

Yaoyao?"

Zhang Bufan suddenly remembered something, "How can I tell if she is worth my help?"

Zhang Bufan looked up and didn't see Yaoyao. Suddenly, he felt that the cover was a little heavy, "Yao...yao..." "Your quilt is quite comfortable. By the way, how to tell it? Don't you have system functions to control electronic data?

But you can't use it indiscriminately!"

Yaoyao suddenly appeared next to Zhang Bufan.

"You..." Zhang Bufan couldn't help but guess, Yaoyao wouldn't really sleep in her bed at night, right?

"You're almost in the quilt and pressing my quilt."

Zhang Bufan started to think carefully again.

But Yaoyao disappeared after entering the quilt.

Zhang Bufan smiled and turned off the computer, and was ready to go to bed without rushing to reply.

But the next day Zhang Bufan regretted his behavior.

On the way to work, many people gathered in front of a building, pointing at the roof, talking about something.

Zhang Bufan saw a girl standing on the roof, looking only in her teenage years old. He quickly stopped the car and called the dean for leave.

Zhang Bufan quickly ran to the roof. The police had already persuaded her on the roof, but the girl never said a word.

"Dr. Zhang?"

When the girl saw Zhang Bufan, she suddenly said something.

The police thought the two knew each other, so they let Zhang Bufan approach the girl.

"You know me?

Then why are you here?"

Zhang Bufan walked in little by little and asked softly.

"I've written a letter to you."

The girl had no tears in her eyes, but she was all desperate.

"Sorry, I didn't have time to reply to you last night, but can you give me a chance to give me a try?"

Zhang Bufan pulled the girl and tried to stop her.

"Really?"

The girl looked at Zhang Bufan and slowly moved in.

"Tell me your story in detail."

Zhang Bufan just felt that the girl's eyes were full of despair, even if she had any grievances, it would be great if she could cry.

Zhang Bufan waved to the police. Seeing that Zhang Bufan had already grabbed the girl, several policemen took a few steps back.

Zhang Bufan pulled Xiaolan and sat down on the ground inside the railing.

"My grandma is sick. I have been dependent on each other since I was a child, but now she doesn't know me anymore, can't eat, can't take care of myself...and I can't do anything."

Zhang Bufan listened very seriously, and Xiaolan couldn't hold back her tears as she spoke.

"The day before yesterday, my grandma knew that she had Alzheimer's disease and took sleeping pills. She found out late. She is now a vegetative person."

"When I was hospitalized in the hospital, I heard others talk about you and saw your mailbox on TV, so I wrote the letter, but you didn't reply."

Zhang Bufan tried to wipe Xiaolan's tears.

"I didn't have time to reply, and you can't help but believe me."

Zhang Bufan said with a wry smile.

"Doctor Zhang, do you really have a solution?"

Xiaolan couldn't believe it either.

"I am not a god, and I can't revive the dead, but I have hope here, do you want it?"

Zhang Bufan helped Xiaolan dry her tears.

Xiaolan stopped sobing, "Hope, is it useful?"

"I saw your letter of help, and I think you still have a glimmer of hope in your heart. Maybe there is not enough, so I'll give you some?"

Zhang Bufan still had a piece of candy in his pocket, and he handed it to Xiaolan.

"Let's go, don't commit suicide. If you jump from here, what should your grandma do?"

Zhang Bufan pulled Xiaolan down from the rooftop.

“Where to go?”

Xiaolan was a little at a loss after Zhang Bufan.

"Hospital, take me to see your grandma first."

Zhang Bufan took Xiaolan into the car and went to the hospital.

On the way, Zhang Bufan borrowed her phone number from Xiaolan. Zhang Bufan did not find any mistakes in her cell phone. According to previous records on the cell phone, she and her grandmother had a difficult life, but she was very optimistic.

Help, the vegetative and Alzheimer's disease is very serious, but Zhang Bufan wants to try it, even if there is a little hope that can be passed on to Xiaolan.

Zhang Bufan went to the ward to see Xiaolan's grandmother, but the situation was not very optimistic.

"Xiaolan, if I say, your grandma can wake up in one month, do you believe it?"

Xiaolan secretly made up her mind that she could borrow money, she could drop out of school, and as long as she could get her grandmother back, she would do anything.

Xiaolan looked at Zhang Bufan and nodded.

Zhang Bufan smiled, Xiaolan was still a child, and he finally saw hope in the eyes of this child.

A nurse from the Department of Neurology heard that Zhang Bufan came and went to the ward for a look.

"Nurse, you are here just in time. Please go through the procedures and transfer the old man to my department, and the attending physician is also replaced by Zhang Bufan."

The nurse did not receive any news from the dean or the department director, but she knew the right to speak with the dean, so she did as she did.

Xiaolan also felt that Zhang Bufan was very handsome at this time.

When the nurse went to go through the procedures, the nurse in the neurology department was talking.

"I heard that this old man was originally responsible for Dr. Jiang Junning."

"Then why didn't you see Dr. Jiang?"

"Doctor Jiang has other jobs."

"What nonsense is that the little girl doesn't have that much money. You know, Dr. Jiang's medical expenses are not something she can afford."

After the young nurse finished the procedures, the nurse at the nurse station was still talking.

"Don't say anything, Dr. Jiang is not wrong, it's just that Dr. Zhang is not as much as Dr. Jiang thought."

Several nurses surrounded him again, "Did you just talk to Dr. Zhang?"

"Yes, is he particularly approachable?"

One of the nurses claimed to be a fan of Jiang Junning and said in a sarcastic tone.

The nurse laughed. When did Zhang Bufan become a celebrity? In fact, he is just a doctor who has just graduated and worked for a while. "I can be sure of one thing, that is, the people in the hospital. Whether he knows or not, if you say hello to him, he will pay attention to you, and Dr. Jiang may not be sure."

Jiang Junning's fans were criticized and couldn't speak, "Hmph, Dr. Jiang is a domineering president-type. Do you have an aesthetic sense?"

After saying that, I felt that I was in a disadvantage and left.

After that, the nurses and young doctors in the hospital began to be divided into two groups. Some people were addicted to Jiang Junning's appearance and talent, while others believed that Zhang Bufan could be called a doctor.

In one month, Zhang Bufan tried to communicate with the hospital, and the director also agreed that Grandma Xiaolan's hospitalization expenses could be reduced.

Zhang Bufan also taught Xiaolan how to take care of her grandmother bit by bit, and Xiaolan's mentality gradually improved.

However, the one-month period that Dr. Zhang promised was almost here, and Xiaolan was a little worried, but she no longer had the previous despair.

Outside the ward, Wang Xiaofeng and Zhang Bufan were both there.

"The month you promised her will be coming soon."

"Um."

Zhang Bufan was unsure and said nothing.

"I'm not worried about this, what I'm worried about is Jiang Junning."

Zhang Bufan was curious, why did Jiang Junning suddenly get involved again?

"You don't know yet?

The hospital is divided into two factions. Those who support you and those who support Jiang Junning are afraid that things will be so big, and only you two parties don’t know.”

What Wang Xiaofeng was worried about was that the dean would cause trouble for Zhang Bufan because of this matter.
Chapter completed!