The next morning, Wu Lai had gone to the accord hospital in Lanshan District, where Zhang Qiqi's mother was hospitalized.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the hospital, Wu Lai saw Zhang Qiqi waiting at the door early.

"Mr Wu!" Today's Zhang Qiqi is wearing the same clothes that Wu Lai gave her yesterday. When she saw him coming, she was overjoyed and shouted.

"77, good morning. Have you had breakfast?" Wu Lai stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth again and again, handed over a box of fried pork in his hand, and smiled slightly.

"Eat, Mr. Wu! You came so early." Zhang Qiqi shook his head. For her, whether to eat breakfast or not is not the key point, but her mother's disease!

Yesterday, after Wu Lai said that she could cure her mother, she was so excited that she didn't sleep well all night! She came here early this morning, but after she came, she thought that Wu Lai didn't make an appointment with her, so she had to wait at the gate of the hospital.

The most important thing is that she didn't have the courage to call Wu Lai at all.

But to her surprise, Wu Lai arrived within a few minutes.

"Well, I know you're worried about your mother's illness. You didn't eat two in the morning." Wu Lai smiled slightly. He could tell at a glance whether he ate it or not. As he walked towards the hospital, he said.

"Well." Hearing Wu Lai's words, Zhang Qiqi blushed, obediently opened the fried pork, and followed Wu Lai behind.

Now Wu Lai is like her backbone. As long as Wu Lai is here, she can feel at ease.

"It's here, isn't it?" Wu Lai stopped in front of a ward and stepped back to open the door.

There are two beds in the ward, one of which is empty, while on the other is a middle-aged woman with many wrinkles on her face. It can be seen that she is premature aging due to long-term work and great pressure in life.

A woman who should be less than 40 looks more than 50. Years have not only left traces on her face, but also left ruthlessness.

It can be seen that when she was young, she should be very beautiful, just like Zhang Qiqi, a type that countless people like.

"Mom!" After entering the room, Zhang Qiqi immediately walked to the bedside and said excitedly, "Mom, your disease can be cured!"

The woman was still looking out the window a little dull. When she heard her daughter's voice, she turned her head and looked at her daughter's happy face. Her dull face had a little expression. Her eyes lit up, but soon dimmed. She glanced at Wu Lai over there and whispered, "77, who is this handsome guy? Don't you introduce it to me?"

Wu Lai looked at Zhang's mother lying on the bed with a dignified look in her eyes.

Zhang Qiqi's mother was not ill at all, but seriously injured, with all her legs broken and several ribs broken, and the injury was obviously hit with a blunt instrument.

Hearing Zhang's mother's words, Wu Lai took the initiative to say, "Hello aunt, I'm a friend of Qi Qi, and I'm also a doctor. I can cure your injury."

Zhang Qiqi nodded uncontrollably and said, "Mom, Mr. Wu is terrible! Your disease can be cured!"

Zhang's mother's eyes flickered for a moment, not as excited as she imagined, but asked calmly, "Mr. Wu, how much is the medical fee?"