After wearing books, I rely on live broadcast to raise cubs

Chapter 39

The orphanage where the original body is located is a certain distance from Zhuo Jingyan's kindergarten, and it takes more than an hour to drive, because he is not in the urban area of ​​Y city, but in a small city 120 kilometers away from Y city.

Sitting in the car, Song Zhao was still recalling the memory of the original body in his mind, to see if he could find any key information.

As for whether he is worried about being recognized as not his original body.

Song Zhao is not worried about this.

When Yuan was in the orphanage, he didn't have any special close friends. Later, after signing a contract as an artist, he felt superior even if he was not famous. He was worried that fans would lose his fans if they knew that he was born as an orphan and had no education, so he tried his best to cover up himself.

And the original body even cut off contact with the orphanage after signing the contract, and never went back once.

Therefore, he was skeptical when it was said that the director of the orphanage called. After all, how did the director know his mobile phone number?

But he still decided to come this trip, not to mention his original identity, he himself was born in an orphanage, he has certain feelings for the orphanage, and he also has some empathy for the children in the orphanage, in case, in case it is true Woolen cloth?

Moreover, even if it is fake, he will take it as a holiday to do volunteer work, so what if he plays with the children for a day?

Anyway, he's already finished, so he doesn't have to be busy every day, and the little guy has been sent to kindergarten, so he's fine at home alone, so just take it easy.

At ten past ten, the car stopped at the entrance of the orphanage. The big iron gate of the orphanage was closed. The driver was about to honk, but Song Zhao stopped him, fearing that he might scare the children, so he got out of the car and knocked on the iron gate.

After a while, a young girl came over, wearing the clothes of the orphanage staff.

The woman was puzzled: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

This young woman came to work in the orphanage a year ago, so she didn't know Song Zhao.

Song Zhao: "Hello, I'm looking for Dean Teng. I also grew up here before. Come back and see if the car can be driven in? There are some gifts for the children in the trunk."

The young woman knew that the dean had been raising the operation fee for Xiaoxi for a while, and had contacted many people who had left the orphanage before, so she immediately opened the big iron gate and let Song Zhaohe drive in.

Song Zhao: "There are some things to eat and play in the trunk. Please give them to the children. I'll go find the dean myself."

After entering the orphanage, the original body's memory became clearer.

"Okay, the dean's office is still in the old place." The young woman confessed, and then she and the driver moved the things Song Zhao brought out of the trunk one by one.

Song Zhao didn't bother them, but followed the memory of the original body towards the dean's office.

The sound insulation in the office is not very good. Song Zhao walked to the door, and before he raised his hand to knock on the door, he heard voices talking inside.

The female voice inside was sincere and flattering, and seemed to be on the phone. The words in the words were similar to what Zhuo Shaofan conveyed to him yesterday. It seems that the dean called him yesterday, and the matter of raising surgery fees should be the same. Really, I just don't know where the dean got his cell phone number from.

Song Zhao was not in a hurry to go in, and knocked on the door after the phone inside hung up.

"please come in"

Song Zhao walked in.

Song Zhao: "Dean Teng, hello."

Looking at the kind woman in front of him, Song Zhao felt a sense of intimacy in his heart.

Although the woman in front of him had a different appearance and surname from the dean's mother he knew, but the same thing was that they were both the dean of the orphanage, and they were both deans who cared about the children.

Looking at the brightly dressed young man in front of him, Dean Teng was stunned for a moment.

Dean Teng: "Hello, hello, I don't know you are...?"

Don't blame Dean Teng for not recognizing the boy in front of him as Song Zhaolai. It has been a few years since the original body left the orphanage, and now Song Zhao has really changed a lot, so it's normal for Dean Teng not to recognize him.

Song Zhao smiled, and he knew he wouldn't reveal his secrets: "Dean Teng, I'm Song Zhao, I'm sorry I haven't been back in the past few years due to work reasons, I received your call yesterday, and it happened to be during this period of time A paragraph, so I'll come back and take a look, and by the way, take a look at the kid you mentioned, the dean."

Song Zhao, who has heart disease, doesn't know much about it, let alone the world in the book, and he doesn't know if the author of the original book has any secrets, so he wants to see the children before talking.

As for things like money, it is true that he loves money. However, with things like money, making money is for spending. If you lose it, you can earn it again. If you lose a life, it is really lost.

Dean Teng stood up abruptly: "You said you are Song Zhao? Are you really Song Zhao? The changes are so great that I can't even recognize him."

Song Zhao: "The dean hasn't changed at all, it's still the same as before."

Dean Teng smiled gently: "No, no, there are still changes..." At least he's getting old, especially for raising money recently, he's even more haggard.

Dean Teng: "Sit down, I'll pour you a cup of tea, about Xiaoxi...Xiaoxi is the child with congenital heart disease, about Xiaoxi, let's talk slowly."

She had no choice but to call Song Zhao yesterday. She basically called all the people who went out and those who could get through the phone. In fact, many people expressed their willingness to donate, but the amount of donation was only a few hundred yuan, and borrowing money In other words, everyone said that they had no savings.

She also knew that she was in a difficult situation, but, as the director of the orphanage, she regarded all the children in the orphanage as her own children, and she really couldn't give up any of them.

In fact, when she called Song Zhao yesterday, she thought about the result. Although "Song Zhao" said on the phone yesterday that she had to think about it, according to her only understanding of Song Zhao, Song Zhao probably would not respond. .

The orphanage has been in operation for more than 30 years, and she has stayed in this orphanage for more than [-] years. There are many children who come and go. Although she dare not say clearly about each child, she has some impressions.

Song Zhao, this child, couldn't say that he behaved badly when he was in the orphanage, but he was a little too selfish, and he only did everything for profit.

Later, after leaving the orphanage, I never came back to see it.

She didn't blame Song Zhao, after all, people are egoists, and he went out with great difficulty, and it is indeed impossible to always come back, which will always remind him that he is an abandoned child that no one wants.

But she really has no choice but to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. As long as she can find a phone number, she will try it.

And she heard that Song Zhao was a good guy, she thought, no matter how cool Song Zhao was, she didn't want his money for nothing, she could write an IOU.

Song Zhao: "Principal, you don't have to be busy. I don't drink tea. There is no reason for you to pour tea for me. Let's talk about things directly. What's the situation with that child named Xiaoxi?"

Dean Teng paused, but still poured a glass of water for Song Zhao, and Song Zhao quickly took the disposable cup.

Dean Teng: "Song Zhao, thank you very much for coming back. Let me tell you about Xiaoxi's situation..." Dean Teng took out a folder from the cabinet, and opened it for Song Zhao to see.

Song Zhao opened the first page of the folder. It was a beautiful little girl who looked like a doll. She was about two or three years old. Song Zhao had seen many children, so it was probably about the same.

The little girl in the photo is pale, her lips are bloodless and white, but there is a smile on her face, smiling seriously, and her big round eyes are full of seriousness.

Dean Teng: "This is the photo Xiaoxi took on her third day in the orphanage. At that time, everyone didn't know that she had a heart attack. They just thought it was freezing."

This girl was sent to their orphanage at the beginning of December last year. She was found by kind people and sent to the police station. After two days of searching for her family, the police station found no results. They had no choice but to send the child to the The orphanage came, and she was sent back when her family was found.

At first they all thought that the child was lost by herself, but the child started to have a high fever and shortness of breath on the fourth day after arriving at the orphanage. She was sent to the hospital for an examination and found out that she had a congenital heart disease, which cost more than 5 yuan. It took a whole month for Xiaoxi's condition to stabilize slightly.

At this moment, the dean and the police all knew that the child was not lost by himself, but an abandoned child.

So from that day on, the child lived in the orphanage, and Dean Teng gave Xiaoxi a new name, Xiaoxi, hopeful Xi.

Since Xiaoxi lived in the courtyard until today, she has lived in the hospital four times, and each time she climbed back from the palace of the king of hell, and comforted the adults that she was fine.

This made the aunts and teachers who took care of her couldn't bear to give up.

Song Zhao: "How old is Xiaoxi now? How is her condition? Can she be operated on now? Can she withstand it?" This is something Song Zhao doesn't understand.

Dean Teng: "These are Xiaoxi's examination results. The doctor's suggestion is to operate as soon as possible. While Xiaoxi can still bear it, Xiaoxi's condition is gradually getting worse. If she does not undergo surgery, there will be many complications. Syndrome, what about Eisenmenger syndrome, the doctor said, Xiaoxi she..." Dean Teng said, tears rolling in his eyes.

In fact, Dean Teng doesn't really understand, but she knows one thing, don't use her unprofessional ideas to question the doctor's professional judgment.

She has checked what Eisenmenger Syndrome is. Although she doesn't understand it thoroughly, she knows that it is very dangerous. She cannot share the pain for Xiao Xi who is suffering from the pain in the hospital bed. All she can do is Try to raise money for Xiaoxi's operation.

Song Zhao touched his pocket. I'm sorry, but he didn't have the habit of bringing tissues. Fortunately, he saw some tissues on the coffee table, so he took two and gave them to the dean.

Dean Teng smiled: "I'll show you a joke."

Song Zhao: "Where is it, the dean treats us as his own children, and that's why it's like this. Dean, can I see Xiaoxi?"

Dean Teng: "Xiaoxi was sent to the Third Hospital of Y City for treatment. If you want to go, I can accompany you there."

"Then trouble the dean." Song Zhao said softly.

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-0717:59:46-2022-08-0817:57:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Brad x Ishuka 1;

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