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Meng Wantang ignored the other party and did not believe that the other party was calling her.

She took two steps forward and realized someone was chasing her.

Meng Wantang turned around in confusion. The person who came was wearing a blue coat with a white shirt underneath. He had short, ear-length hair, revealing a face with some signs of age.

You can tell that this was once a beauty.

"Are you calling me?" Meng Wantang asked politely.

"Correct."

The lesbian was in a trance when she heard her voice.

Meng Wantang was still anxious to go back: "What can I do for you?"

The woman also realized that she was being too reckless, so she asked in a tactful tone: "Are you a local? Where do you live?"

This person shouldn't be looking for children, right?

Meng Wantang's sixth sense was very accurate, so she didn't lie: "I am from Fengcheng."

"Fengcheng?" The woman's voice was trembling, and she looked quite excited. "How old are you this year?"

"23 is old."

"23 years old." The woman murmured to herself, raised her head suddenly and asked, "Then your parents..."

It seems that this person really knows his biological parents.

Meng Wantang didn't have any trouble in her heart. Maybe it was because she knew what her biological parents looked like, so she didn't have too many emotions for her parents in this world.

In any case, losing your own child for more than 20 years is really not a good parent.

But if someone is still looking for a child after all these years and tries to blame her, she won't deliberately hide it.

"I don't know who my biological parents are. I was raised by adoptive parents."

The woman reached out and held Meng Wantang's wrist, not knowing what to say.

Since the last incident, Meng Wantang was not used to being touched by outsiders. She subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she restrained herself based on the woman's reaction.

"Have you known since you were a child that you are not your parents' biological child?" the lesbian asked her.

Meng Wantang shook his head: "I knew it when I was seventeen. Their biological daughter came to the door, and I realized that I was not biological."

"Can you please leave your name and address?"

The lesbian thought she was covering up well, pretending to be calm, as if she didn't say anything.

In fact, her words and deeds had long betrayed her thoughts.

"My name is Meng Wantang. Meng is the Meng of Cao Mengde. Wantang is a boy who often took pleasure in throwing chestnuts when he was young. In his later years, he was full of tears. I have been staying in the guest house opposite in the past few days."

The lesbian was obviously well-educated. When she heard the name, she read it twice: "Meng Wantang, what a good name. My name is Lin Jing, Shuangmulin, quiet Jing. I work in the hospital. I am an ear, nose and throat doctor." Doctor, if you need anything, go directly to the otolaryngology department and see me."

Otolaryngology?

Doesn’t this mean we don’t need to trouble Xu Mengxin’s relatives?

"Aunt Lin, I brought my child to the capital for medical treatment. The child has not been able to speak since he was a child. Do I need to have an examination at the otolaryngology department?" Meng Wantang would not miss the opportunity to come to her door.

Lin Jing was startled, and her temperament changed instantly.

"Can't the child talk?"

"Yes."

"The child is going to have an ear, nose and throat surgery. You first bring the child over for a detailed examination." Lin Jing happened to be at work in the afternoon. "In this way, you can bring the child over after dinner. I will wait for you in the office."

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you."

Meng Wantang was quite polite.

Lin Jing felt that this child was really polite. Even if she was not her niece, she liked her from the bottom of her heart.

"What's the trouble? I'm the doctor. Even if you don't know me, you still have to come to my department to see a doctor." Lin Jing looked at the lunch box in her hand and said to her, "Wait for me."

Before Meng Wantang could speak, Lin Jing walked towards the hospital window.

There were very few people at the window where she went, and she didn't know what was said inside. After a while, she ran back with a lunch box.

"It's not easy for you to come all the way to see a doctor. Just take this and bring me the lunch box later."

Lin Jing said, stuffing the lunch box into Meng Wantang's hand and left without looking back.

The speed looked like someone was chasing her.

Meng Wantang looked down at the lunch box in his hand, and suddenly felt that his family, which he had never met before, seemed pretty good.

If they were really their own family.

Meng Wantang didn't dare to have expectations.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

It wouldn't be too hard if it wasn't.

Meng Wantang glanced in the direction Lin Jing left, then turned around and continued walking out.

Back at the guest house, the father and son were still sleeping.

Lu Qingye heard the noise and got up.

"You're back so soon?" Lu Qingye's eyes were blue and he obviously didn't sleep well.

When Meng Wantang saw that he was awake, he called him over: "You come here to eat first, and then go to bed after eating. After a while, I will go to the hospital for a check-up."

Meng Wantang opened the lunch box, and one portion was filled with shredded potatoes. The shredded potatoes are stir-fried with soybean oil and water. There are hot peppers in them and they taste quite good.

Lu Qingye was not polite when he saw two lunch boxes of braised pork. He ate the fat ones and picked out the lean ones for Meng Wantang.

"I slept for half an hour and that's enough. I'll go with you later." Lu Qingye didn't trust her to go see the child alone.

Besides, they came out to take their children to see a doctor.

How could he let her run to the hospital alone with her child.

"You didn't even sleep last night." Meng Wantang felt a little distressed.

Lu Qingye said: "Didn't you sleep for more than two hours this morning?"

"How can two hours be enough?"

"Take your child to see a doctor first, and go to bed early when you come back. Besides, if I don't take my child to see a doctor, I won't feel at ease." Lu Qingye said this, and Meng Wantang didn't say anything.

After the adults had eaten, Little Fatty woke up.

Meng Wantang asked Lu Qingye to squint for a while and call him when he went out.

She feeds the children.

In the afternoon, when the hospital was at work, Meng Wantang called Lu Qingye up.

"Are you leaving now?" He stood up before even opening his eyes.

Meng Wantang nodded: "It's almost done. Let's take the child for a check-up."

"I'm going to wash my face."

Lu Qingye went to wash his face and came back, holding the child in his arms and walking ahead.

Meng Wantang divided out a portion of the specialties he brought at home, put them in his pocket together with his lunch box, and followed behind him.

"Why are you still carrying a lunch box?" Lu Qingye just asked casually.

Only then did Meng Wantang remember that she hadn't told Lu Qingye yet.

"Today I went to the hospital cafeteria to get lunch and met a doctor. The doctor probably thought I looked like a member of her family, so he left me his address, asked for my address, and also bought a lunch box of braised pork. Now the meat After eating, I have to return the lunch box to others."

"I thought you wanted me to have one last peaceful meal."

Meng Wantang rolled her eyes at him: "It's okay even if the child can't speak for the rest of his life. He's not incapable of hearing, and there's no obstacle to his life."

This is the worst case scenario.

As long as the child is healthy, what's wrong if he can't speak?

Meng Wantang is not worried that her son will not be able to find a wife. At worst, she will stop practicing medicine and focus on business. Take advantage of the reform wave and make more money.

She didn't believe that she had the vision of future generations, so she couldn't become a rich little woman?

Meng Wantang was instantly full of fighting spirit.