Today is Friday, and the last class is over. Wu Miaomiao handed over the book to the roommates who lived on campus, asked them to take them back to the dormitory, and then walked out of school with Gongsun Lian.
Wu Miaomiao went to the studio to meet with Ji Lang, and then went to the villa to send Xiang Ning to the underworld. Gongsun Lian was a native of Haicheng and often went home on weekends. When the two walked outside the school, they saw an elegant middle-aged uncle waving at them from a distance.
"Dad." Gongsun Lian introduced Wu Miaomiao with a smile, "Miaomiao, this is my dad."
"Hello, uncle." Wu Miaomiao followed Gongsun Lian to greet him.
"Hello." Gongsun Yuanming looked at Wu Miaomiao with a kind face, "I heard Xiaolian say that you all take care of her, so please trouble you."
"No trouble, we take care of each other." Wu Miaomiao said with a smile.
"Where are you going, uncle will take you?" Gongsun Yuanming had a very good impression of his daughter's roommates. He wanted to come to the school to invite them to dinner several times, but he was afraid that it would be too abrupt. Invite them over to the house.
"No, I've already ordered the car, and I'll be there in a while." Wu Miaomiao shook her head and refused.
"Okay, then we'll go first." Gongsun Yuanming didn't force it.
"Miaomiao, see you on Monday." Gongsun Lian waved at Wu Miaomiao, then got in the car and left.
The car drove a distance, and Gongsun Lian couldn't help but ask his father, "Dad, didn't you say I'm staying at school this weekend? Why did you suddenly want me to go home again?"
"There will be an examination at the hospital tomorrow." Gongsun Yuanming said.
Gongsun Lian was puzzled: "Didn't you just check on the Mid-Autumn Festival? It's only been a few days?"
It has only been a week since the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival. During this time, she ate well, slept well, and did not feel any discomfort in her heart.
"Tomorrow's examination will be different. It will be a heart transplant-related examination." Gongsun Yuanming said.
"Heart transplant? Am I fifth?" Gongsun Lian's illness requires a heart transplant to be cured, but she is not the only one with heart disease in China. There are many people like her who are waiting for a heart, and what she said Fifth, it refers to patients with the same blood type as her.
Although people's thinking has improved a lot in recent years, many people are willing to sign the organ donation volunteer form, and many people have been rescued because of this, but there are always some people who can't wait. Especially heart patients, once the heart fails, there is no medicine or machine that can prolong their life.
About half a year ago, Gongsun Lian's condition suddenly deteriorated. The doctor said that the medicine could not control her and the only way was to change her heart. The doctor also added her to the heart transplant list at the first time. of patients, she is still ranked fifth.
Therefore, if she wants to obtain a suitable heart, she must have a voluntary donor, and if the conditions are in line with her in all aspects, she will die unexpectedly. And she came in fifth, meaning that five eligible people had to die before it was her turn. .
Although Gongsun Lian wanted to live, as long as he thought that his life was based on the death of others, he couldn't be happy at all. And according to the general waiting process, according to her ranking, it will take at least two or three years to wait, and her heart can only support one year at most. So at the beginning, Gongsun Lian never thought that he could wait for his heart, and just wanted to live the rest of the year happily.
"You are now ranked second among patients with the same blood type. Dr. Wang said that you have the hope of waiting for a suitable heart within a year." Gongsun Yuanming said excitedly.
"How?!" Gongsun Lian was shocked.
"I didn't ask about the specifics. I'll find out when I go to the hospital tomorrow. So Xiaolian, we must always be ready for surgery, you know?" Gongsun Yuanming said.
Gongsun Lian hummed softly, and his expression became excited.
studio.
It's five forty-five.
Ji Lang, who always got off work on time, did not come down from the upstairs, which was not surprising to everyone, because today is Friday, and every Friday the lady boss will come to the studio to pick up the boss from get off work.
Yi looked at the time, took apart the courier received in the morning, and revealed the exquisite gift box inside.
"I know this brand." Shan Junyi glanced at the LOGO on the Analysys gift box and couldn't help but be surprised, "This is a very famous children's clothing brand in China, and a piece of clothing costs thousands of dollars. You are still the designer's version. Hey, even if you return to a wealthy family, don't send such expensive clothes to the children in the orphanage, why don't you just donate money directly like before."
"Let's take a look." Bei Fan heard it and came over, and even opened the lid of the gift box quickly and glanced inside, "I'll go, it's so young, you bought it for a newborn baby. No, newborn babies are wrapped in swaddles, who wears such a gorgeous dress."
In the dark blue starry sky gift box, there are three sets of very gorgeous clothes, two sets of skirts, one set of neutral style small suits, and the skirts are also of different styles, one is Western-style Gothic style, and the other is ancient Hanfu. It is dominated by black and red tones, which look mysterious and luxurious.
"It's not for people to wear." Yi Guan grabbed the lid of the gift box from Bei Fan's hand, thinking that Wu Miaomiao would come after a while, picked up the ribbon next to him, and tried to tie a beautiful bow.
"It's not for people to wear? Then why are you spending so much money? Dressing up dolls?" Shan Junyi complained.
"It's for dolls." Dong Yongyuan guessed the size of the clothes.
"Yeah." Yi Guan smiled and nodded, his hands moved quickly, and a beautiful bow was tied. When he was in the orphanage, he used to tie bows to the little skirts of his sisters, but the craftsmanship he learned.
"What doll?" Bei Fan was stunned for a moment, but did not react.
"The one that the proprietress often holds." Dong Yongyuan reminded.
After being reminded by Dong Yongyuan, the two recalled the size of the dress just now, and it seemed that it was really designed according to the size of the doll.
"You kid has returned to a wealthy family. Not only is he rich, but his brain is also enlightened? This flattery is better than Dongzi's. To think of giving gifts to the boss's doll is absolutely amazing." Shan Junyi couldn't take it anymore, like It's okay for Dongzi to serve tea and water to the proprietress like that, but Analysys actually flattered the puppet in the proprietress' arms. Wouldn't it be too much
"Go go, it's not what you think." If I told you that the doll can move and talk, and helped me save my sister, I won't scare you to death, "This children's clothing brand is a subsidiary of our family, and I don't spend any money on it. money."
"Oh~~" As soon as he said this, Bei Fan and Shan Junyi could immediately understand, it turned out to be their own thing, no wonder they were so generous.
At this time, the sound of the door opening came from the second floor. Everyone knew that the boss was going downstairs. At the same time, their eyes turned to the door of the studio. Sure enough, Wu Miaomiao's figure had appeared at the door.
"Boss lady." The four hurriedly greeted Wu Miaomiao.
Wu Miaomiao waved at them with a smile, and ran to meet Ji Lang who was approaching: "Xianggong."
"Go." Ji Lang held Wu Miaomiao's hand and kept walking outside the studio.
"Wait a minute, Madam, I have something for you." Yi Guan quickly picked up the box on the table and ran to Wu Miaomiao.
"What is this?" Wu Miaomiao glanced curiously at the exquisitely packaged gift box in Analysys' hand.
"A few pieces of clothes." Yi Guan replied with a smile.
"what?!"
"Clothes... ah." Analysys subconsciously said the word "clothes" before realizing that something was wrong.
Wait, what did you say just now, it doesn't seem like the boss's wife asked, it seems like... Boss
Analysys looked at his boss tremblingly, and sure enough, he saw his boss with a calm face, staring at him with a sharp gaze he had never seen before, making him almost suffocate.
This is not right, what's the matter, have you offended the boss
"This is for dolls."
"That's right, the brand of this clothes is from Analysys, so he took a few pieces for the doll to wear."
"Yes, yes, it's time for the doll to change clothes, only those two sets of clothes after three or four months."
The three people on the side saw that Analysys was so frightened by the boss's eyes that he could hardly move, and they rushed up to make a clearance. This kid didn't know what to focus on when giving gifts, so he directly gave the gift box to the proprietress. He only said it was clothes, and he didn't say who it was for. Isn't this courting death
Sure enough, Ji Lang's eyes softened as soon as the three explained.
Analysys only felt that his whole body was loosened, and his back was soaked with sweat.
"It's for the doll." Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, she was planning to go to a certain treasure to find a shop that could customize clothes, and make some clothes for the doll.
"Yes, for the doll, my family owns a children's clothing brand, and I will pack all the doll's clothes in the future, just let me know if I need it." Analysys also came back to his senses at this time and said quickly.
"Okay, then I will thank you for the doll." Wu Miaomiao took the gift box.
"No... You're welcome." Although the doll is the magic weapon of the proprietress, since Analysys knew that the doll has its own consciousness, he always wanted to thank the doll alone. But after thinking about it, she didn't know what to send the doll. Later, her sister said that she wanted to thank his former orphanage and planned to send a batch of children's clothes there. He just had an idea and found someone to customize these clothes. And all the raw materials are the most expensive, in order to make up for the previous loss of 500 yuan.
Although he also recommended the stock to the proprietress, and the stock has indeed risen, but every time he thinks of the scene where the proprietress was impoverished by him because of five hundred yuan, he can't help but want to make up for it.
"Let's go." Ji Lang took the gift box in Wu Miaomiao's hand very naturally and left together.
On the way to the villa, Wu Miaomiao tried to open the gift box several times to take a look at the clothes inside, but finally held back. Thinking that we will arrive at the villa in a while anyway, and let the doll unpack the gifts by himself.
About 20 minutes later, the car entered the villa, and Wu Miaomiao got out of the car with a gift box in high spirits and walked into the villa lobby. As soon as people stepped into the hall, she immediately felt something was wrong, and the yin in the villa seemed to be much heavier.
Did a ghost come in? No, there are dolls and civet cats here, which ghost dares to take the initiative to approach
"Ahahahaha~~~" When Wu Miaomiao was puzzled, the doll who sensed the arrival of the master had laughed and ran up from the basement. The doll was running on short legs, and threw herself on Wu Miaomiao's legs, but turned her head to Ji Lang and spit out, "Man, there is no such thing as a good thing."
Wu Miaomiao froze.
Ji Lang frowned, stretched out his hand to lift the doll up, and brought it up in front of him: "What did you just say?"
"Man, there is no good thing." The doll repeated again.
"Baby, what did you say? Where did you learn it?" Wu Miaomiao was afraid of Ji Lang's madness, so she first reprimanded.
Hearing the words, the doll raised his hand and pointed to the direction of the stairs.
Wu Miaomiao was startled, thinking of the Yin Qi she sensed just now.
"It seems that I ate the wrong thing again." Ji Lang naturally felt the yin qi in the villa, so he carried the doll and walked straight to the basement. He wanted to see which dirty thing was teaching his doll.