PDLP Chapter 269 Heading to the Hospital
Chapter 269 Heading to the Hospital
Zhang Yumeng was unwilling to give up this opportunity, and stood in front, with tears in her eyes, and said pitifully, "I believed in this person, but I was still deceived. I'm sorry for Lin Weiwei."
As she spoke, she held Lin Weiwei's hands and said, "I was also deceived, so don't worry about what I said before."
Her cry was full of remorse, and there was not a single tear on her face.
The corner of Lin Weiwei's mouth twitched, unwilling to cooperate with her performance, he pulled his hand out with great effort: "Don't worry, I will investigate the matter clearly."
She always felt strange, old people generally don't know how to surf the Internet, so why would they premeditate and stare at her?
The agile eyes looked at Ji Mingyou, and the two looked at each other, seeing the suspicion in his eyes.
She smiled slightly. It turned out that the two had the same idea. It seemed that the probability of the old man being instigated was extremely high.
"It's my fault. I will keep my eyes open and share it with everyone." Zhang Yumeng rubbed her eyes, squeezed out a tear, and monopolized the camera.
The director listened to Lin Weiwei's suggestion and stopped the live broadcast after a simple explanation.
Zhang Yumeng wiped away her tears with her slender fingers, stepped off the stage satisfied, smiled at the assistant beside her, and said, "Take this opportunity to write more whitewashed manuscripts, so that I can become a fan."
There was no trace of sadness on her face, and she quickly left the scene wearing a hat.
Walking into the car, Zhang Yumeng was restless, and said worriedly: "Remember to take me to the hospital and secretly say hello to the old man, don't let me out, I will pay for his wife, this matter must be done good."
This time the plan has failed, and he cannot expose himself again.
"clear."
There was a cold light in her eyes, she closed her eyes, and the car slowly drove away from the dessert shop.
The attack of this turmoil disrupted everything, and the staff became a mess.
After Lin Weiwei hastily issued a statement, he lay wearily on the table and murmured, "I'm so tired. Helping someone has caused a lot of trouble, and the show has also been suspended."
"We've discussed it with the director. We'll settle the matter first before recording. It's not your fault." Ji Mingyou patted lightly, and had already investigated the old man's hospital. He suggested, "Let's go to the hospital to inquire about the situation first, and try to get it as soon as possible." Get things settled."
His voice is gentle, soothing like a mountain hot spring, and he has already planned the itinerary.
"That's right, I won't stop helping people because of this, but I need to be prepared in advance." Lin Weiwei nodded, stretched out his little finger, and said seriously, as if advising himself.
She couldn't wait to question the old man and find out the twists and turns.
The two went to the hospital. Fortunately, the program team blocked some news.
"Here is the matter. I heard from the letter that the old man woke up soon after arriving at the hospital." Ji Mingyou opened the car door, checked the information, and strode towards the main entrance.
Just as Lin Weiwei got out of the car, he was a little dizzy. He couldn't help but rubbed his temples, and with a casual glance, a car happened to pass by.
She opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe it. The person in the car just now seemed to be Zhang Yumeng.
The black car quickly disappeared from sight. Lin Weiwei touched his chin and whispered, "What is she doing here? Is she trying to do a whole show?"
"What are you doing standing there? I was more anxious than anyone else just now." Ji Mingyou narrowed his eyes, and turned to look at her who was motionless like a log.
Lin Weiwei calmed down his confusion, maybe he was wrong, and ran after him.
"The old man has already woken up, I will take you there."
Following the nurse to the ward, he saw the gloomy old man sitting on the bed with a dejected expression, not even noticing that someone had stepped in.
The nurse knocked on the door and said softly: "Someone is here to ask you something, you can call me if you have anything."
The old man glanced at the two of them, panic flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head, as if resigned to his fate.
Ji Mingyou looked indifferent, looked at the case, and said in a deep voice: "Your wife is sick, do you want a sum of money?"
Regarding his straightforwardness, the old man pondered for a moment, then nodded.
After many questions, the old man chose to admit it, which made Lin Weiwei unbelievable. He rolled his eyes and asked softly: "Has the woman who paid you the examination fee come to the hospital to see you before? Maybe you can get her help .”
"No, I am very grateful to her, and I don't want to lie anymore." The old man's eyes dodged, his whole body tensed up, like a branch that was close to withering, and he lowered his head sadly.
Lin Weiwei knew it in his heart, and he was even more sure that he was not mistaken. It seemed that Zhang Yumeng had visited him before.
Ji Mingyou didn't believe his lies either, and kept people staring at his account, etc. After receiving the message, he sat lazily on the chair: "Suddenly there is a sum of money in your account, which happens to be enough for your wife's treatment. "
He squinted his eyes, sat with his legs superimposed, and said sharply: "Tell who is behind you."
"Really?" Lin Weiwei was taken aback for a moment, connecting all the things together, and the answer clearly appeared in his mind.
No mistake, it was Zhang Yumeng she saw.
"I don't know what you're talking about." The old man covered his head, his emotions became intense in an instant, and he pretended to be confused when he saw that the paper couldn't contain the fire.
He pressed the call bell next to him and lay on the bed, looking irritated.
"Forget it, I didn't answer the question." Seeing that the nurse came soon, Lin Weiwei didn't want to stay here any longer.
Knowing that the situation was special, Ji Mingyou was worried that the incident would make a big fuss and provoke reporters, so he hurriedly dragged her out: "I will send someone to come, and sooner or later the instigator can be found out."
"No, I got it." Lin Weiwei walked side by side with him, stood on tiptoe, and told his opinion in his ear, with a flash of light in his eyes.
"It's Zhang Yumeng."
In the gymnasium, the little radishheads are in excellent spirits, with inexhaustible vitality.
"Coach Lin, I've watched your case. The villain has been dealt with, but when will your show be updated again?" After a break, the children came over and asked curiously with their watery eyes open.
"Yes, my mother is chasing "Sweetheart Happy"."
Lin Weiwei looked at the notification on his mobile phone and patted their little heads. The notification had already come down, and said softly: "It will be recorded this afternoon, and you can watch it soon."
She looked at the notification carefully, but she didn't expect it to be so soon, and she wasn't ready yet.
When the time was up, the other children went home one after another, but Zhang Baobao stayed behind, standing aside and waiting quietly like a three-good student.
"Director, will there be any guests?" Lin Weiwei's eyes were cold, and he hadn't settled his debt yet.
The director replied quickly, adding a lovely encouraging emoji: "Yes, prepare as soon as possible."
Lin Weiwei put down her phone, wishing she could meet Zhang Yumeng right away, she would use some tricks, a sneer hung on the corner of her mouth: "It's time to get ready."
"Auntie, why do you have such a scary expression?" Zhang Baobao looked at her with his head tilted, covering her face with his fleshy hands, and reminded, "Don't be like this on the show, your fans will quickly Decreasing."