Chapter 781： : After eight years, mother and daughter see each other again (2)

In the corridor of the hospital, put down the phone and turned to look in the direction where the woman disappeared.

"Mrs. Zuo? The doctor has made an appointment and is waiting for you in the consulting room. What's wrong with you? Is it something uncomfortable?" Wang Ma walked to Anhao and asked with concern.

Anhao shook his head slightly. After looking around the corridor on this floor, Anhao suddenly walked towards the several clinics in front.

But she didn't stop when she got to the clinic room of the Department of Traumatology. Mother Wang was about to call her, but she saw Anhao stopped outside the other clinic room in front. She just glanced in and stopped. At the same time standing by the wall outside the door, staying quietly.

Wang’s mother was puzzled, but she could see that she was well. She was afraid of scaring her, so she didn’t call her, but quietly walked to her side, and asked in a soft voice, "Mrs. Zuo, are you okay?"

However, the answer to her was still Anhao's sudden weird silence. At this time, the sound of dialogue from inside attracted all Anhao's main force.

"Doctor, my mother’s headache is an old problem. A few years ago, a doctor said that she had a dizziness and headache similar to Meniere’s syndrome, but it was not that serious, but if she was too worried Seriously, when you think too much about everything, it’s easy to fall into this problem, and you will be dizzy and vomit and look bad..."

The girl in her early twenties ran by the woman very eagerly, but she was a little arrogant when she spoke to the doctor. It was obvious that she didn’t have much hope for the doctor in Los Angeles, she just casually said. Mentioned two sentences about the condition.

The doctor glanced at the young girl, then looked calmly at the woman sitting next to him quietly: "This is your daughter?"

However, the woman did not answer immediately. Instead, she paused for a while and said to the girl next to her: "You go out first. I will talk to the doctor."

The girl was puzzled because of her hesitation.

My mother usually happily admits that she is her daughter, but today she seems a little hesitant.

She just thought it was her mother who was sick and too uncomfortable at the moment, so she didn’t like to say more. The doubts flashed in the girl’s heart, and she told the doctor again: "You are the medical care provider in Los Angeles that my mother mentioned. A well-known old friend in the world, please, my mother is usually in good health, except for this sometimes insomnia and headache, she is definitely a healthy little old lady~"

The woman who was only fifty years old looked at the girl beside her helplessly. Even if she was called the little old lady by ridicule, she didn't feel angry. She just smiled and glanced at the doctor again.

The girl could see that the relationship between her mother and the doctor was good, and her attitude was no longer as disapproving as before. After saying a few more words, she found that the doctor always had an unpredictable expression like a smile. Looking at her, she was embarrassed for a while, and finally had to walk out of the clinic obediently.

At the faint smile in the doctor's eyes, the woman who was left in the consulting room sighed and said, "I'm really sorry, this child is usually spoiled for me, and I often speak improperly."

The doctor smiled lightly: "You can see that you are really used to it."

When the girl came out, she answered the phone at the same time, so she didn’t notice the words of mother and the doctor who didn’t know why it sounded meaningful. She just walked out while talking on the phone, but suddenly saw Anhao and He standing outside the door. That Wang Ma who looked like a servant.

The girl held the phone in one hand and the bag in the other. Her eyes passed Anhao with lukewarm eyes, as if she looked familiar, but it was only a momentary feeling. Attention is drawn away by the person on the phone.

"I accompanied my mother to Los Angeles to see a doctor. She said that there is a good friend in the psychiatric department here. She is obviously only suffering from a headache. Isn’t it all right to see the brain department? She insisted that she come to the psychiatric department. I don't understand her, but the doctor seems to be really good. In places like the United States, even in Chinese-American hospitals, there are people queuing outside the clinic. I heard that only hospitals in China often queue up... "

The girl said that she had already walked far away, and did not take the two people standing in front of the clinic seriously anymore.

The voice of the girl over there who was talking on the phone didn’t know what she was saying. Anhao’s attention quickly returned from her body to the door, but the voice of the conversation inside was not very loud, and she could not hear clearly .

"Mrs. Zuo." Mother Wang didn't understand that Mrs. Zuo was just a skin injury on her back, but she was standing outside the psychiatric clinic and waiting for something. She thought she had read it wrong, so she stood behind her and reminded in a low voice: The second door, the doctor is already waiting for you."

"Mother Wang." Anhao turned around and replied, "Help me say sorry to the doctor in the Department of Traumatology. I may have to delay it for a while."

Mother Wang was puzzled, but didn't ask any more, she turned around and walked to the clinic of the Department of Traumatology.

Anhao stood alone outside this door, although no sound was heard, although there was a door, but it seemed that it had been more than nine years since the truth, she slowly raised her hand to the door, watching I didn't see everything inside, but when the two looked at each other just now, Anhao made sure that he didn't admit the wrong person.

But is that girl just now her daughter?

how is this possible?

If she really is who she thinks she is, then she should have only one daughter, and that is herself. Besides, that girl seems to be about her age, how could all this be possible?

Did you admit it wrong? Or something happened that she didn't know?

He put his hand down slowly on the door, and leaned gently against the wall, but the slight pain on his back reminded that it was not a dream.

The elevator door opened at this time, and the girl who was answering the phone was talking and laughing with the friend on the phone, saying: "Then I can go to see when I return to New York. I know the new summer dresses released this year. , Hasn't this been with my mom these days? There is no time to watch the catwalks, you have to wait for me..."

Before she finished her words, she suddenly turned to look at the extraordinarily handsome and upright man who came out of the elevator. As soon as she saw the man, the girl's eyes flashed with surprise, and the voice she was talking was also choked up instantly. Staring at the man who appeared to be indifferent and indifferent when he came out of the elevator.

"I saw a best product, I'll call you later, hang up first..."

The girl quickly hung up the phone, turned her gaze and followed the man, thinking about whether or not to come and have a chat, only to see the tall figure of the man walking towards the girl standing outside the door.