The problematic world of fast travel is being repaired

Chapter 22

After receiving Director Huang's reply, An Shuyan felt a little relieved, discussed with Director Huang about the next treatment process, obtained Dr. Jiang's contact information, and An Shuyan returned to his department.

An Shengbai was obediently sitting on the sofa reading comic books, heard the sound of the door opening, saw that it was An Shuyan, ran over quickly, held An Shuyan's hand, and shouted happily: "Mom, mom."

"Which story did you see?" An Shuyan took An Shengbai's hand and walked to the sofa. An Shengbai read the book very quickly, and he had already turned half of the book.

"Little tadpoles are looking for their mother."

The picture in the comic book is colorful, and a small black tadpole and a green frog come into view.

An Shengbai continued: "Mom, I am a little tadpole, and the dean's mother is a mother duck. She helped me find my mother."

"Cough cough..." An Shuyan coughed twice. Fortunately, he didn't drink water. The brain cells of children are different from those of adults.

Let An Shengbai continue to read, An Shuyan returned to his seat, turned on the computer, and began to inquire about the news of the Pei Group. It may be the reason why Mr. Pei has not passed away. The face-saving phoenix man Shao Fei has not changed his name yet. .

Pei's Group is engaged in real estate business. Shao Fei has a good business acumen, and in seven years, he doubled the size of Pei's Group.

An Shuyan frowned, "Ding Ling, I don't have any business acumen, how can I torture this group of scourges to death?"

Ding Ling: "...." Does this system elf smell like copper?

An Shuyan closed the page. Two months later, that person should go to the orphanage to adopt a child. Thinking of this, An Shuyan's eyes turned cold. Since he came to this world, he had to do something.

An Shuyan didn't have much time to do idle things freely. It didn't take long for a few patients with registration forms to find her. Those who would see her were old people who liked Chinese medicine treatment. Although she was very young, she Highly educated, and these old people also see minor illnesses, so they have no dissatisfaction.

The whole morning passed quickly, and it was exactly 11:30 when the last patient was sent away, and it was time to get off work.An Shuyan saw that Xiao Shengbai was practicing calligraphy.

An Shuyan stretched, took off his white coat, and walked to An Shengbai. The words on the stickers are all suitable for first-grade pupils to practice. The first ones are all radicals. An Sheng Bai practiced very seriously.

After writing the last word, An Shengbai flicked his sore wrist, looked up, saw An Shuyan standing beside him, and called out to his mother happily.

"Holy White, we should go home"

"kindness"

An Shengbai packed up his things swiftly, but An Shuyan didn't help, children, all they can do is to do it by themselves.

Holding An Shengbai's hand, An Shuyan came to the elevator door and pressed the switch to go downstairs. At this moment, the elevator door opened, and seeing the people in the elevator, An Shuyan was stunned, trembling all over, holding An Shengbai, who was looking at her, looked at her blankly.

A man in a hospital gown sits in a wheelchair with a blanket over his legs, and behind him stands a tall man in a black suit.

A tear flowed down the corner of his eye, An Shuyan murmured with trembling lips: "Xia Junjing."

The man in a black suit pushed the wheelchair out of the elevator. The moment the two missed each other, An Shuyan reached out and grabbed the back of the wheelchair, and the wheelchair had to stop.

The elevator door closed slowly, An Shuyan still didn't look back, afraid that what she saw just now was just a phantom, but the cold temperature of the back of the wheelchair came from under her hand, all this told her that it was true.

The man in the wheelchair turned his head, looked at An Shuyan, and frowned slightly: "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

Qing Lingling's voice was very clean and pleasant, it was Xia Junjing's voice.

An Shuyan raised his hand to wipe his tears, turned his head and looked at the man. He had the same appearance, the same expression, and the same voice. He was obviously Xia Junjing.

She squatted in front of the man, her eyes were full of hope and expectation, "Xia Junjing, you are Xia Junjing, right?"

The man in a black suit pushed the wheelchair back a step, worried that this strange woman would hurt his young master.

"Ma'am, I think you may have misidentified the person. My name is Gu Junjing, not Xia Junjing." Qing Lingling's voice came again, and An Shuyan regained his senses, "Gu Junjing?"

Gu Junjing nodded, the tears on the cheeks of the woman in front of her were still wet, and there was still a teardrop hanging on her eyelashes. After hearing her answer, her face was even more bewildered. When she looked at herself, she seemed to be Looking at himself, it seems to be looking at another person through him.

Gu Junjing's heart suddenly shrank tightly.

Ding Ling: "An An, he is not the Xia Junjing you know."

"Isn't it? But why the appearance, voice and temperament of the two are exactly the same, even the names are so similar."

"Things are similar, and people are similar. In the vast world, this is nothing more than a normal thing."

"An ordinary thing? Hehe"

An Shuyan stared at the man in front of her. The previous life was so short and so far away. It was impossible for her to be with Xia Junjing anymore. She betrayed that man. Heh, she herself is nothing but a scumbag.

Standing up, An Shuyan said softly, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance as if fleeing. The moment she turned around, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, icy and cold. Yes, An Shuyan, what right do you have to be sad?

The elevator door opened, and An Shuyan led An Shengbai into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, she saw that Gu Junjing didn't leave, but looked at her. Her focused eyes looked like Xia Junjing's. , how similar.

"Mom, don't be sad. Shengbai will always be with you." An Shengbai looked at An Shuyan with uneasiness in his big eyes.

An Shuyan smiled: "With Shengbai by my side, mom won't be sad."

An Shengbai tilted his head and said, "Mom, that uncle looks good."

An Shuyan recalled the first time he saw Xia Junjing, with black hair and white crown, white clothes fluttering, holding a crane in his arms with the same celestial spirit.At that time, she was stunned the moment she saw him, how could there be such a fairy man in the world, "That uncle looks like an old friend of my mother's."

An Shuyan didn't know what the old man in his mother's mouth meant, and asked curiously: "Did he make mother sad?"

An Shuyan shook his head, "He is very good to his mother, but it was his mother who hurt him. She will never see him again." I will never see you again, Xia Junjing.

Seeing An Shuyan like this, An Shengbai shut his mouth and didn't ask any more questions. In fact, he hated that uncle very much. His mother was his mother, so how could he care about other people, only him.

Outside the elevator, Gu Junjing said calmly to the man behind her: "I want to know about that lady's situation."

The man was a little surprised, "Okay, master."

(End of this chapter)