Song Mangmang's heartbeats a little faster.

When people are fragile, they can better face the true feelings deep in their hearts. She admits that she doesn’t want to be alone at this time, just as long as someone can accompany her. If it were Jiang Wu... that would be even better.

She bit her lower lip lightly, unlocked her phone, pointed into the phone icon, and looked at the first missed call in the recent call.

The long curly eyelashes trembled violently, and then they collapsed, and the light of expectation in their eyes was instantly shattered.

It wasn't something Jiang Wu called back, it was just a sales call...

Yes, Jiang Wu may not even answer her phone number, let alone call her back, it was her delusion!

The force of her biting her lower lip gradually increased, with a slight stinging pain.

The results that I had expected long ago, what was there to be disappointment and what was there to be sad...

Oh, right, she almost forgot that she always did this and never gave up.

When she was abroad, she knew nothing at first and was also spoiled. When she went out to work, she would be injured from time to time.

At that time, she couldn't bear the little bit of injury. She subconsciously called Jiang Wu, wanting to complain to him, and also wanting to arouse his pity again. Maybe they can make up.

But... Jiang Wu never took her call.

She was unwilling to give up at first, so she kept beating. Even if he didn't answer, she would still beating until... Once when she went to Yiweilou to do a live broadcast, she was hit by a crossbar that suddenly fell and hit her leg.

She was taken to the emergency department of the hospital. There were too many injured people at that time, and doctors and nurses didn't care about so many people.

The people around her have their own relatives and friends to accompany them and run for them. She is the only one who lies there alone, lying in a foreign land, and she has no friends and family to notify her.

Her legs hurt so badly, and her legs seemed to be broken. She was thinking about it, afraid that she would become disabled.

The pain and fear made her vulnerable. She struggled to take out her cell phone and dial Jiang Wu's phone. At that time, she begged him to answer the phone, but she didn't ask him to help her, so she just let her listen to his voice.

The first call was not answered as usual.

She stubbornly made the second pass, but failed to answer.

On the third pass, there is only a cold prompt tone left behind: the phone number you are dialing is turned off.

She laughed at that time, and then she cried.

At this moment, her heart hurt ten thousand times more than her legs.

When we were together, no matter how busy Jiang Wu was, he would answer her phone number in seconds. If she hadn't experienced such treatment, maybe... she wouldn't have felt so painful.

After that, she never called him again, and she slowly learned to digest all the pain and pain by herself.

This time, if it weren't for the fear of almost losing her brother, she wouldn't have been stunned again...

Song Mangmang stared at the phone screen for a while, and the more he looked at the phone she dialed, the more annoyed she was. She moved her finger again and pulled Jiang Wu's number directly into the blacklist.

…

Song Zicheng did not wake up the next day, and his face became paler and almost transparent.

If the instrument hadn't shown that he had signs of life, Song Mangmang would have doubted whether he had passed away from the world and left her.

She must find out the news about Academician Liu as soon as possible and must race against time.

Song Mangmang took the computer and checked the news about Academician Liu. The various titles in Baidu Encyclopedia were amazed.

However, since his retirement, his whereabouts have become a mystery. She searched for a long time but could not find any clues.

At the same time, Song Mangmang also called and asked the friends she knew if there was any news about Academician Liu.

On that day, Song Mangmang took care of Song Zicheng, so tired that he lay on the edge of the bed and dozed off, and his cell phone jingled.

She was awakened suddenly, picked up her phone and looked at it.

It was a WeChat message from a friend of her relationship network: [I can't help you with Academician Liu's message, but I know a message. Academician Liu has a personal disciple. He brought it out with him. He is the youngest cardiologist in the medical field. He is known as the little heart saint. He should be able to treat your brother as well.]

Academician Liu's personal disciple... The little saint of the heart... Song Mangmang had vaguely heard of this person.

It seems that there is no way out. If we can ask this little saint to treat Chengcheng, then Chengcheng will be saved!

She restrained her inner excitement and replied: [Is there any specific information about him?]

About five minutes later, the phone rang a few more times, and new news came in: [Although he is famous, he is very low-key, and the news of his name and appearance are not exposed.]

[Probably because there are too many people seeking medical treatment, and geniuses are mostly weird and picky in seeing a doctor. Many powerful and powerful figures are difficult to meet him, let alone seeking medical treatment.]

[The only news I can confirm now is that he will arrive in the imperial capital tomorrow and attend a medical exchange meeting at Hotel X. Mangmang, good luck!]

After reading the news, Song Mangmang couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He is really worthy of being Academician Liu's disciple. Academician Liu has no news now, and this little master has almost no information.

But soon, she cheered up again.

She has never been a person who was defeated without a fight. She must hold on to any glimmer of hope!

She must find this little holy hand!

…

The next day.

Song Mangmang got up early one morning and told her to take good care of Song Zicheng. She set off to Hotel X with a big backpack on her back.

The exchange meeting is not public and strictly reviewed. She studied it last night. It is basically impossible to get in.

And that conference room is directly accessible by the elevator. The elevator needs to swipe the card to get up, and it is impossible to squat at the door.

So she thought about it and found that the place where she had the most chance to see the little saint was the elevator entrance. After all, he had to take the elevator up.

At that time, she will carefully identify who is the little master. Only after she has clarified the person can she make the second plan.

Arriving at the elevator entrance, Song Mangmang looked around and found a remote corner, then took out her long-drunk camera from her bag, set it up, and adjusted the camera to aim it at the elevator entrance.

The meeting started at 10 a.m., and after nine o'clock, people came one after another.

Most of the doctors brought their assistants or bodyguards, and many people came together. Song Mangmang could not see the clue for a while, so she could only watch with her eyes wide while recording the whole video.

However, until the meeting began at 10 o'clock, no one came over. Song Mangmang's eyes were about to hurt, and he did not notice which one was the little saint.

She couldn't help but pick up the camera, clicked on the play, and identified one by one. Suddenly, she scanned a familiar figure.
Chapter completed!