doctor girl

Chapter 606 The Right to Know!

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Ting couldn't control his feet, and walked towards the direction where Concubine Hong was staying.

Walking back to the living room in the backyard, it was a coincidence that Zhang Ting had just come here, and happened to meet the boy he met not long ago.

The servant nodded respectfully to Zhang Ting, passed her and left Hao's house.

Standing where he was, Zhang Ting glanced at the back of the man leaving, and narrowed his eyes.

When he walked into the hall, Zhang Ting noticed with sharp eyes that Princess Hong was lowering her head when she entered, wiping her eye sockets with the back of her hand.

"Mother, who was that person just now?" Zhang Ting walked in and asked Princess Hong about the person just now.

Concubine Hong looked at Zhang Ting, "Oh, that person was sent by a friend of mine. He wrote me a letter and asked me to go over to her and talk to her."

Zhang Ting groaned, staring at Princess Hong's face, "Mother, have you ever cried?"

Concubine Hong showed panic, and kept rubbing her cheeks with her hands, "Is there anything, I didn't cry, you read it wrong, right?"

Princess Hong quickly changed the subject, "By the way, is your uncle gone?"

Zhang Ting stared at Princess Hong for a long time, and told her in his heart that Princess Hong must be hiding something from her.

"He still has something to do at home, so he went back first." Zhang Ting replied.

Concubine Hong nodded indiscriminately, "Didn't you say that you haven't slept in the past few days, okay? Go back to your room and rest for a while. I've finished this dress and I'm going to take a rest."

As soon as Zhang Ting heard her words, he knew that she was sending him away.

Zhang Ting stood up, "Mom, then I'll go back to the room first, don't be too tired, the child is only four months old, so don't be in such a hurry to make clothes for him."

"I will, you go slowly." Princess Hong also stood up, as if she was going to send Zhang Ting out.

As soon as Zhang Ting was sent away, tears immediately fell from Princess Hong's face.

With a trembling right hand, he took out a letter, tightly clenched the letter with his fingers, covered his mouth, and tears flowed from his eyes.

On the other hand, after Zhang Ting walked out of the living room, he didn't immediately go back to his room to rest.

Halfway through the walk, Zhang Ting turned in a different direction and found Qing Xia to inquire.

"Qing Xia, I want to ask you something." Zhang Ting shouted to the busy Qing Xia in the kitchen.

Qing Xia walked out. "Miss Zhang Ting."

Zhang Ting twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled and said to Qing Xia, "Qing Xia, don't be nervous, I asked you to come out just to ask you something, the boy who came to our house just now, you know he told my mother What did you say?"

Qing Xia shook her head lightly, and looked at Zhang Ting with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhang Ting, I've been here to help, I don't know what Mrs. Hong said to that boy."

Zhang Ting showed disappointment in his eyes.

after awhile.He raised his head and looked at Qing Xia who looked at him with a sorry face, "It's okay, thank you, Qing Xia, you can go to work first."

After walking away from here.

When Zhang Ting returned to his room, he remembered from time to time that he had obviously cried when he saw Concubine Hong just now.

Her intuition told her that Princess Hong must be hiding something from her.

Because this matter is hidden in her heart, even if she is really tired now and thinking about things in her mind, Zhang Ting will not have much time to really fall asleep in the next time.

"Girl, I heard from your mother that you don't look well. Come here, and I'll take a look at you."

After a bad night's sleep, when Zhang Ting came out of the room, he happened to meet Mr. Jia who was walking towards her.

"Old man, I have nothing to do." Zhang Ting frowned and looked at Mr. Jia.

"It's okay for you to look like this. Look at your face, it's as pale as a piece of white paper. No, you have to listen to me about this matter." Mr. Jia warned Zhang Ting with his eyes wide open.

Zhang Ting sighed, had no choice but to turn around and walk into the room behind him.

In the quiet room, Mr. Jia was sitting there, taking Zhang Ting's pulse seriously with one hand.

After a while, Mr. Jia removed his finger on Zhang Ting's pulse, "What's the matter with you recently, why did you become like this, and you are still restless, you are so young, what do you have to worry about?" of?"

Zhang Ting removed his hand from the table, looked up at Mr. Jia, with a serious expression on his pretty face, "Old man, let me tell you something, after you listen, think of a way for me .”

"Is it related to your restless illness?" Mr. Jia raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting nodded slightly, "Well, it's related to my illness."

Mr. Jia's expression changed, and he immediately put it away and looked at Zhang Ting with an angry expression on his face, "Okay, then tell me, tell me, what is the cause of your restlessness?"

Zhang Ting lowered his head with his mouth closed, hesitating for a while.

"I've been having a nightmare every day for the past few nights. In the dream, I dreamed that Hao Ren was cornered. He was seriously injured and his body was covered with blood. I was terrified."

Speaking of this, Zhang Ting didn't realize that when she was talking about this matter, her expression was filled with fear, and her voice was even trembling.

Mr. Jia showed distressed expression, reached out and patted the back of Zhang Ting's hand lightly, "Girl, thanks to you being a doctor, you are also literate, don't you know that our dreams are often the opposite of reality? ?”

"I know, but I have had that dream for several nights in a row. It's hard for me not to believe it. Old man, please do me a favor. Can you help me disclose this matter to my mother intentionally or unintentionally? , help me take a serious look at her expression." Zhang Ting looked at Mr. Jia and said.

Mr. Jia was taken aback, looked at Zhang Ting in confusion and asked, "Girl, why are you doing this so hard? Can you tell the old man a reason?"

"A young man came to the house today. I guess that young man must have said something to my mother, because when I passed by, I found that my mother's eyes were red. She must have cried at that time." Ting squinted his eyes and spoke.

"When your mother hears this, she will have a different expression. What are you going to do?" Mr. Jia asked.

Zhang Ting replied without thinking, "Of course I asked her for what the boy told her."

Hearing this, Mr. Jia sighed, "Xiao Ting, Princess Hong didn't tell you about that, maybe she did it for your own good, why do you have to know about that?"

"If this matter is about Hao Ren, I, as a lady, have the right to know whether he is alive or dead?" Zhang Ting felt a little pain in his heart when he said this.

Mr. Jia opened his mouth, and seeing the persistent expression on Zhang Ting's face, he sighed, "Okay, I will help you to ask about this matter. You can take a good rest for a while."

(End of this chapter)