Chapter 1235

Wen churan touched his chin and thought, "it seems that we still need the help of the Secretary General's son."

"What can the Secretary General get better?" The little milk can asked, "although I usually annoy him, I still miss him recently."

Wen churan sighed, "it's better for a while."

She also hoped that the Secretary General would recover soon.

However, pneumonia is a disease that is difficult to cure and has strong recurrence. We can only rest and recuperate slowly.

Therefore, she can only persevere all the time. If she can't, she will completely lose her face and beg for a small milk can.

What kept her wondering was why the Secretary General's son hated himself so much?

She shouldn't have offended him?

"Then you continue to watch. I'll come back in the afternoon. You're good and let the little fried dough sticks accompany you." Wen churan rubbed the head of the small milk can and told him.

The little milk can looked at the document and asked, "Ma Ma, are you going to find that bad temper?"

"No, first go to the hospital to see the Secretary General. By the way, learn more about his son from his mouth, or suit the remedy to the case."

"Oh" the little milk can was so busy that he could only raise his hand and wave "bye."

Wen churan set out, arrived at the hospital and chatted with the Secretary General for a while. Most of the conversation was about his son.

"If you want to ask the former Boyce, he is a gentle child, friendly and polite, but now he, as a father, really can't figure it out, alas..." the Secretary sighed.

"After all, it's not long since I woke up. It's also possible to have a big change in temperament. Many vegetable people will have this situation after waking up. There are many such cases in medicine."

The secretary general was a little surprised. "I didn't expect that Miss Wen also knew a little about medicine."

Wen churan smiled awkwardly. "No, I have a friend who is a doctor. He mentioned it when chatting with me."

"That's right." The Secretary General suddenly thought of something and asked, "Miss Wen, I heard you haven't seen my son yet?"

"Er... I saw him yesterday, but I didn't see his face and couldn't talk."

The secretary general was full of guilt. "Miss Wen, my unfilial son is really... Alas, wronged you."

"It's okay." Wen churan waved his hand. "I don't feel anything. Don't feel guilty."

"Well, I'll call him now and ask him to come and meet you." The Secretary General suddenly proposed.

"This..." Wen churan was embarrassed and didn't mean to tell the Secretary General that his son didn't want to see her.

The Secretary General seemed to understand the situation and said, "don't worry, Miss Wen. I'll try to deceive him."

Wen churan did not expect that the secretary general, who had always been upright, was also the owner of her son's pit. She smiled, nodded and said, "that's good."

The secretary general immediately picked up his mobile phone to make a phone call. Wen churan listened silently. Listening to the Secretary General's tone, he seemed to want to lose his temper, but because of Wen churan's presence, he endured it all the time.

After hanging up the phone, Wen churan asked, "how's it going?"

"Don't worry, Miss Wen. I asked my wife to tie him up. If my father is ill, there's no reason why my son doesn't visit! You wait here first. "

Wen churan waited in the ward for a while. Suddenly, he felt a burst of urine coming. He stood up from the sofa and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first and come back soon."