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Wen Tiantian is waiting in the ward.

After a while, I heard the door of the ward being opened.

He thought it was the cook who came back and asked subconsciously, "what does the doctor say?"

"How to say what? What do you want to ask me?"

It was a man's voice that answered her.

Wen Tiantian was surprised to see that the person was her attending doctor, and then she began to smile with embarrassment, "nothing. I want to ask you, can I go out for a walk?"

The doctor nodded slightly. "In fact, I would suggest that Miss Wen go out for a walk more, of course, only in the hospital park."

With the warm sweet present body, is really not suitable for outdoor sports. But moderate exercise is essential.

Wen Tiantian nodded at ease.

Then the doctor gave her a routine examination, and the cook came back.

She was stunned when she saw the doctor. She didn't think the doctor would be here.

Wen Tiantian looked at the cook strangely, "how did you go so long?"

Normally, the cook went to the director's office to find her attending doctor, and when she saw no one in the office, she should come back.

How could it be so long?

The cook replied quickly, "I waited in the office for a while, but I didn't wait for the doctor. I didn't expect that he came to examine you. "

Wen Tiantian did not doubt that there was him. After the doctor finished checking, she told the cook, "the doctor agreed that I should go out for a walk. I think we can start later."

The cook nodded happily.

She asked Mr. Ji what he meant. Mr. Ji didn't refuse Wentian's proposal to go out for a walk.

A wheelchair was sent to him cautiously.

Soon, a nurse knocked on the door and pushed the wheelchair in.

Wen Tiantian was surprised to see the wheelchair, "do you still have a wheelchair?"

Of course, the cook would not give up Ji Jingchen.

She had no choice but to admit, "yes, my wife is recovering from a serious illness. If I feel tired when I walk around, I can push you back to the ward to rest."

"I think, I should be able to walk?"

The cook quickly shook her head, very firm.

"It's better to be more careful, or your husband will be worried."

Wen Tiantian finally agreed.

After a short rest, wentiantian walked out of the ward with the help of the cook.

When I went out, I happened to meet a nurse in the ward round.

"Let's wait and talk to the nurse so she doesn't worry."

The cook stopped obediently.

The nurse soon came to wentiantian's side. Wentiantian told the nurse that she wanted to go out for a walk. The nurse nodded and continued to check the next room.

But Wen Tiantian noticed that the nurse did not enter the ward next to her, but jumped over the ward and went directly to the ward next to it.

It made her a little strange.

As far as she knows, the hospital wards have always been overcrowded, and it is basically impossible to have empty wards.

So why did the nurse choose to skip this ward?

Maybe the patients in this ward are walking outside like her?

Wentiantian can't think of it. Just as the cook called her, she didn't continue to think about it.

Seeing this, the cook breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

She saw that his wife had been staring at the ward where Mr. Ji lived. She was afraid that his wife would knock on the door and run into Mr. Ji.

Fortunately, my wife just looked at it and didn't mean to visit.

Wentiantian walked slowly. Although there was nothing worth watching inside the hospital, it did not hinder her to look around.

She lived here for so long that she saw the director's office for the first time.

Then her brow frowned.

The director's office is not far from her ward, and there is only one path in the middle.

The cook went to see her attending doctor. After leaving the ward, the doctor came in.

It's almost about the front and back feet.

You can't meet it like this?

Wen Tiantian looks at the cook. The cook sees her slow down and hands her a look of inquiry.

The concern in her eyes was not hypocritical, and she would never be willing to doubt the cook's mind.

Maybe the doctor was examining the patient and came out of another ward.

Just two people just missed.

It must be.

Wentiantian in the heart that this is a coincidence, she and the cook get along so long, the cook's behavior, she is quite clear.

She will never hurt her, and Wentian firmly believes that.

The hospital park is just under the inpatient building, surrounded by buildings.

Wen Tiantian sits on a bench, the warm sunshine shines on her face, bringing the heat that has not been seen for a long time.

In the ward, she can feel the temperature, is set artificially, the most suitable temperature for rest.Even the sun, also through layers of glass obstacles, arrived at her bed.

Only out of the ward can she really touch the sunshine.

This feeling made her jump a little.

The cook stood quietly behind her and saw that Wen Tiantian was so happy that her mood was especially good.

She looked around, remembering Ji Jingchen's orders before and quickly searching for it.

After looking around, I finally saw people.

"Ma'am, what the man looks like It's strange. "

Wen Tiantian is attracted by her attention and looks in the direction she points out.

I saw a 60-70-year-old man sitting there, his right hand supporting the back of the bench, leaning down and smiling.

It's like looking at someone tenderly.

This makes Wen Tiantian more curious. She finds that the old man not only looks at his side gently, but also opens and closes his lips up and down, and occasionally listens.

It seemed to be saying something, and then I heard the answer.

This may seem like an incredible idea, but it's a great sense of vision.

Not only she, but even the cook asked, "madam, do you think he has a problem here?"

She pointed to her head with a face full of gossip.

Wen Tiantian laughed and said, "how can it be? Brain and neurology are next door. All the patients are here. "

He said, but he was still curious and walked over there.

"Don't go, ma'am," said the cook in a great surprise. "If you are curious, let me go. I'll ask for you."

Wen Tiantian quickly shook her head, "I'll go by myself. You look so scared that you may scare people."

As she approached alone, she felt more and more strange about the old man's appearance.

Uncle's every move, as if there was someone around, he focused on each other, the full feelings she and the cook can see.

Wen Tiantian couldn't help but ask, "uncle, can I sit here?"

She pointed to the uncle's side, that is, he carefully watched the position.

Uncle quickly shook his head, "no, no, no, there are already people sitting here."

With that, he seemed to hear someone's advice, and the disapproval on his face gradually faded, "well, you sit here with me." He stood up and went to the other side of the bench, where he had just been, standing as if guarding something.