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Xi Weining is sitting in an ordinary white hospital bed, fiddling with colored paper. It must be origami.
At this moment, a middle-aged man came in lightly, made a gesture to the nurse at the door, and then strolled to Xiao Ning's side.
Xiao Ning may have noticed his arrival, nodded slightly, took out a tablet and smiled, only to see that the tablet had written "Hello Uncle!" "These three words.
The middle-aged man touched her head with a smile. "How do you feel recently?"
"That's it!"
Although Xiao Ning wrote these words calmly, the smile of middle-aged people seems a little regrettable.
"Forget it, come to me today ... why?"
Xiao Ning nodded and meditated on the tablet for a while. "Can I meet Miss Ye?"
Of course, the man knew that Miss Ye was tender, and his face was a little surprised and confused.
The tone is hesitant. "Do you have to?"
Xiao Ning nodded his head.
"Really?"
Xiao Ning nodded seriously again.
The man sighed, got up and said, "OK, I see!" "
Xiao Ning smiled and looked at the tablet. "Thank you, uncle!" "
The man shook his head, "Take care of yourself ..." Then he left the room.
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Yee soft look out of the window, it is not wide. ...