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"Recording a variety show, you almost lost your life there, and you didn't know how to call grandpa to report his safety afterwards. Are you trying to scare me to death, old man!"

"Why, I just don't want grandpa to worry, besides, am I standing here properly?"

Nan Xinhuan lowered her eyes and acted very well-behaved. If Mr. Zhu didn't know her character, she would really believe it.

Nan Xinhuan gently caught his pulse. Compared with the previous period, he was indeed much better, and he was more energetic.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door. Song Boshu was dressed in a white coat, with a slender figure and an elegant demeanor. His silver metal-rimmed glasses made him appear to be a bit of a scumbag.

"Hello, I'm here to check the patient's condition for Dr. Yang." Song Boshu lowered his head and looked at the patient's case. When he looked up and saw a familiar family in the room, his eyes flashed with surprise.

Yes.

The surname of the person on the case is Zhu, Zhu from Zhu's family, I'm afraid it's Mr. Zhu, why didn't he think of it?
"Why is it you again!" Nan Jingxuan didn't have a good impression of him or the group of them, and warned him with hostility in his eyes.

Song Boshu coughed and pushed down his glasses frame to cover up his embarrassment, "I'm sorry, let me introduce you formally. I am the director of Hai'an Hospital. I am mainly in charge of the two departments of cardiology and brain. Dr. Yang, the attending doctor in charge of Mr. Zhu, asked for leave today. So I'll take his place."

Song Boshu was afraid that Nan's family might misunderstand, so he quickly explained clearly.

"The dean of Hai'an Hospital?" Mr. Zhu turned his head and looked at him when he heard the words, "The dean of Hai'an Hospital is so young? How can I remember that it is Dean Song Enyuan?"

"Song Enyuan is my grandfather, he has retired." Song Boshu smiled.

The Song family has been doctors for generations since thousands of years ago, but he is better at western medicine, and his grandfather is the master of traditional Chinese medicine.

"I see." Mr. Zhu didn't show too much enthusiasm, and he and Song Enyuan just nodded, not familiar with each other.

After all, when you leave the capital, you seldom deal with people in the capital.

Song Boshu finished the examination for him, pressing the examination report with his fingertips, "He is recovering very well, I believe he can be discharged from the hospital after three more medical treatments."

"Remember taboos, keep your body and mind happy at all times, you can go for a walk below if you have nothing to do, and exercise."

After explaining, he left, took out his cell phone and took a look, then turned and entered the elevator.

In his office, Lu Wangchuan is sitting on the sofa at the moment, restrained, with his left leg pressed against his right leg, lazily flipping through a political magazine.

"I just found out today that Mr. Zhu is recuperating in Hai'an Hospital, and their whole family is here today." Song Boshu sat down and poured two cups of tea.

"Mr. Zhu is much easier to handle in the hospital. Maybe you can try to start with Mr. Zhu first."

Lu Wangchuan's brows are sparse and cold, his fingers are slender, and he flips through the books slowly. He looks arrogant and noble, very much like a snow lotus blooming alone on the top of a mountain in the snow, noble and cold.

He bent down and took a sip of his tea, tapped his thighs with his fair and slender fingers unhurriedly, after pondering for a while, he said to him: "It's already being prepared."

But he followed her wishes, and if she wasn't ready, he wouldn't force it.

"Sister Huan, didn't you say you wanted to introduce someone to me?"

Zhuo Lu asked on the phone, and she spent the whole night guessing who it was.

"I'm in Hai'an Hospital now, come here." Nan Xinhuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, downstairs was the busiest street in Haishi, full of traffic and luxury cars everywhere.

Not long after Zhuo Lu hung up the phone, he arrived at Hai'an Hospital.

Hai'an Hospital would not let outsiders in without a clearance slip, so Nan Xinhuan came down specially to pick her up.

"Sister Huan, do you want to take the person I met to the hospital?" Zhuo Lu asked curiously.

Hai'an Hospital is indeed the largest hospital in Hai City. Although the decoration is simple, every part is very delicate.

Nan Xinhuan nodded slightly, and led her to Xixi's ward.

The little girl on the bed had a chubby baby's round face, her skin was as delicate as an egg that had been peeled off its shell, and she was as delicate as a porcelain doll.

"This little girl is related to you by blood. She should be your biological sister, but her mother died in a car accident."

Zhuo Lu was surprised when she heard her words at first, but what she said afterwards made her feel unbelievable.

"Sister Huan, are you telling the truth?" Zhuo Lu felt a lump in her throat, she didn't know what to ask.

If the little girl is really her own sister, then her mother is her own mother. If it is true, she finally found her relatives, but she was told that her mother had passed away!
This news hit her too hard!

"If you don't believe it, you can do a paternity test." Nan Xinhuan knew that she might not be able to digest the news for a while.

"Okay." Zhuo Lu carefully looked at the child's nose and eyes, carefully seeing that their facial features were indeed very similar.

She had obviously found her relatives, but she couldn't be happy.

The next day.

Nan Xinhuan went to the company to choose a dress for the red carpet show. This time it was the red carpet for YXZ's fashion celebration. Many big names were obviously invited to participate in this event.

YXZ is an international luxury brand, famous for its jewelry, any piece of jewelry is very expensive in the world, and most people can't afford it.

Only four people from the entire Starlight Entertainment Company were invited.

Originally there were only three of them, Nan Xinhuan, Tao Qian and Jiang Luo, but one more Bai Linlin was added later.

Recently, Bai Linlin terminated her contract with many brand companies, and her reputation is not very good, but she heard that she hugged the thigh of the benefactor again, and handed over all her breach of contract benefactors for her, and even helped her get an invitation to the red carpet letter.

"Huanhuan, these dresses are all sponsored by brand companies, and they are all international brands. You choose the one you like to wear on the red carpet."

Xu Xin looked at these international dresses. Although these dresses were not as good as those of the first-line big names, they were sponsored by big international brands, and they must be many times better than those of small brands.

There were indeed a lot of dresses hanging on the hangers, and Nan Xinhuan took a closer look at the dresses if she had no opinion.

"Sister Huan, is the dress too leaky?"

Either it covers the important parts like a tulle, or it is a deep V, there is no normal dress at all.

"It's really a bit leaky, but everyone wears the red carpet like this, and these are sponsored by the brand, we don't have to choose."

Xu Xin also expressed helplessness, sometimes it is not up to them to decide.

"You try it first, if it's really inappropriate, we're thinking of other ways."

Nan Xinhuan also knew that it was not easy for her to get so many sponsored dresses, and she could not live up to her painstaking efforts, so she began to try them on one by one.

These dresses were selected by Xu Xin according to her figure, and each dress seemed to be tailor-made for her. With high heels, she was 1.8 meters tall.

With a cold and refined temperament, lazy eyebrows and eyes, broken hair slightly hanging on both sides of the cheeks, the whole person has a sense of carelessness.