Chapter 2

Department of Hematology, fifth floor, ward 10, First Affiliated Hospital of Medical University.

Standing outside the ward, Yang Chen saw a girl lying on the No. 3 sickbed through the glass. She was looking at the scenery outside the window. She didn't know where her thoughts had gone.

Yang Chen stood here for ten minutes, and the girl looked out of the window for ten minutes. Yang Chen didn't move, neither did the girl.

After a long time, Yang Chen turned around and looked at Qin Zhiyuan with his red eyes. He said, "when did it happen?"

"The year before last!" Qin Zhiyuan sighed.

"The year before last!" Yang Chen can't imagine how a beautiful girl with long black hair could bear all this! Three years! Three years!

From a beautiful girl with two horns and a pink princess dress, she has become a leukemic patient with pale face and absent eyes!

"I came back late!" Yang Chen lowered his head and blamed himself.

Qin Zhiyuan sighed and said to Yang Chen, "I brought you here to help my younger sister. I have to bear the cost of treatment all these years... To tell you the truth, my house has been sold, and now I live in the kindergarten. I'm not afraid of anything as an old man, but my younger sister is still young. If she wants to be treated thoroughly, she must transplant bone marrow! "

"I understand!" Yang Chen nodded and asked, "how much do you need?"

Qin Zhiyuan said in a low voice, "bone marrow transplantation needs at least 200000 yuan, plus the cost of treatment and some later expenses, at least 500000 yuan!"

"I see!" Yang Chen stepped out.

Qin Zhiyuan called to him, "don't you go in to see her?"

Yang Chen hesitated for a moment, way: "estimate she now this appearance, also don't want to be seen by me."

A trace of pain flashed across Qin Zhiyuan's face. All the other children in the orphanage went to school or work when they grew up. Only Yang Chen and his younger sister had never broken contact with him. After he retired from the army, he had no children, and his wife died early, so he regarded the two children as relatives.

Qin Zhiyuan thought about it and found a phone he had never called. He decided that it was time to use this relationship.

"Hello, Lao Zhuo!"

"Lao Qin! You are finally willing to call me! "

"I have something to ask you!"

"Lao Qin, you don't know what you're saying! If it wasn't for you, I would have died! Just tell me what you want

"Well, one of my children is back from the army now. I want to find him a job..."

"Veterans?" The man on the other end of the phone raised his eyebrow and asked, "what soldier?"

"Special forces!"

In the courtyard of the provincial Party committee.

In a yard, the old man pointed to the computer and said to the guard, "check it out for me. Yang Chen, the ID number..."

They used the internal network of the military region and soon found out Yang Chen's information.

He joined the army at the age of 16, transferred to a special force at the age of 17, and became a lieutenant at the age of 18

The information only shows up to 18 years old, and then there is a blank!

Seeing the rank of second lieutenant, the old man's face changed, "good guy! 18 years old is a second lieutenant. How many levels did this guy jump? Lao Qin! I've agreed to it. Don't worry! This is a treasure

……

Yang Chen is walking by the river outside the hospital, remembering in his mind how he had been in the orphanage.

He even has an impulse to contact foreign organizations and ask for a sum of money.

However, he is not the age of young frivolity. He knew that no one could know when he came back this time! If the identity once exposed, their relatives will be implicated!

Just when Yang Chen is sad, Qin Zhiyuan calls.

"Dean!" Yang Chen stands straight body way.

"Xiaochen, I'll give you an address. You can write it down."

"You say!"

"Have you found the pen and paper?"

Yang Chen took a look at the river beside him and said, "found it!"

"Well, you remember, Jianshe Road, Guangming Road intersection, Qiming building, 32nd floor, looking for Wei Qingzhong, Tel: 135xxxxxx, said it was introduced by Lao Zhuo!"

"I understand!"

"Go ahead. An old friend told me that the boss of Shangdong group wanted to find a bodyguard. You can have a try."

"Good!"

If it is before, let Yang Chen to do bodyguard for others, he simply despises. But now, for my little sister, he is willing to do anything!

Immediately, Yang Chen took a car and rushed to Qiming building.

32 / F, Qiming building, Shangdong group!

"Who can I speak to, please?" The beautiful woman at the front desk has a sweet voice and a professional smile. When she sees Yang Chen, she can't help but get a light in front of her eyes. But after she noticed Yang Chen's dress, the light faded immediately, and her smile seemed a little weak.

"Hello Yang Chen nodded to the front desk and said, "I'm looking for Wei Qingzhong!"

Hearing the name, the receptionist immediately widened her eyes and looked at Yang Chen in disbelief. Then she looked up and down at Yang Chen's clothes. The receptionist asked with great certainty, "do you have an appointment?"

"Appointment? I think so. Why don't you call and ask? " Yang Chen does not know whether the Dean has made an appointment with others.

There was a trace of impatience on the front desk lady's face. Wei Qingzhong was their chairman, and she was very sure that the chairman would never be able to deal with this kind of person, not to mention Yang Chen was too young!

In fact, the front desk lady still saw Yang Chen dressed up crumpled, add up to no more than 100, the heart is disdain.

"Are you sure about the appointment? If you make trouble out of nothing, I'll let the security guard drive you out! " The lady in front of the stage is very rude.

Yang Chen a burst of frown, sink a way: "you call to ask first, old Zhuo introduces me to come over."

The front desk lady frowned. Did the person in front of her really come to the chairman?

After thinking about it, she decided to call and ask. After all, this is what she does.

When I got through, the receptionist asked, but the Secretary of the chairman said that there was no appointment from Lao Zhuo at all.

Hang up the phone, the front desk lady a burst of anger, pretty face with ice way: "no your appointment, now please go out, otherwise I call security!"

Yang Chen sees this, took out the handset to dial Qin Zhiyuan to give him that telephone number.

When Wei Qingzhong was in a meeting, he felt the phone shaking. This number is his private number. Generally speaking, only his friends and family know it. No one else will call this number.

Looking at a string of ordinary strange phone calls, Wei Qingzhong thought about it, got up and stood in front of the window to connect the phone, "Hello, who are you?"

"Is that Wei Qingzhong? I'm Yang Chen. Lao Zhuo introduced me. " Yang Chen opens the door to the mountain road.

When Wei Qingzhong listened to Lao Zhuo, he was very happy. As long as he was introduced by Lao Zhuo, it was absolutely not easy!

"Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up! "

"I'm at the front desk!"

"Good! Wait a minute! "

Hang up the phone, Yang Chen looked up, found that the front desk Miss almost cry.