Chapter 285: My Huo Family's Child

She was very serious, and her curled eyelashes were like butterflies fluttering, quivering gently with her breathing. She looks delicate and beautiful, like a doll in the window when she doesn't speak.

Wei Ning opened his mouth, puzzled, "Mr. Shen, what do you mean?"

He didn't dare to think that the genius doctor was Song Yaoyao, he just thought that Song Yaoyao might be a relative of the genius doctor or something else.

He hurriedly softened his voice and asked, "Little sister, is the genius doctor who cured Mr. Shen your grandfather? Could you please help me to beg for mercy, my mother is seriously ill, and I implore the genius doctor to rescue my mother!"

After all, he didn't care whether Song Yaoyao could bear the ceremony or not, he bent down and bowed.

Song Yaoyao's face is stunned, is he born out of nothing? what the hell!

"Hey--"

Mr. Huo's eyes squinted, and naturally a bodyguard came to help Wei Ning up.

He happily crossed Erlang's legs, "Wei family boy, our slender family is still young, she can't afford to give her such a big gift. What's more, it depends on fate. It doesn't mean that if a genius doctor takes action, it will definitely be cured, do you understand?"

Although Wei Ning didn't know why Mr. Huo was so protective of Song Yaoyao, he nodded immediately.

Respectfully and humbly, "Yes, I understand what you said. In fact, I just didn't give up. Other hospitals have sentenced my mother to death, and now it's just delaying life, but when my mother was young, she didn't enjoy it at all. In my later years, I will suffer such a big crime, I..." He said with a sour nose, and quickly raised his head to hold back the tears.

It is said that men do not cry easily, but it is not the time to be sad.

A tough man with a height of 1.8 meters still can't help crying when he talks about his mother.

"So don't worry, I just want to try again, even if it's really not cured, I won't blame anyone."

This is life, if this time it can't be cured, Wei Ning doesn't want to toss anymore.

After so long, his mother was already tired.

"Well, you'll understand."

Mr. Huo nodded and patted Song Yaoyao's head, "That girl, for the sake of his filial piety, would you go to see him some other day?"

Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly when she heard the words, her voice was glutinous, and she agreed readily, "No problem!"

Then she looked at Wei Ning, who was bewildered, and extended a small hand to say hello, "Hello, my name is Song Yaoyao."

Wei Ning was at a loss, and the huge drop hit him hard on the outside and tender on the inside.

Did he really understand what the two old men meant? Did he understand it correctly?

He looked at the little girl in front of him, she stretched out her tender and tender hand, and her eyes that were clearly black and white like grapes blinked, she was cute and cute!

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and held it, her little hand was as soft as cotton.

Like Wei Ning, who has gone out on a mission, holding either a knife or a gun, the wind and the rain come and go. Holding this little hand, he did not dare to exert any force at all.

At this moment, he had a real feeling.

The two old men are not joking. Since they say so, it is very likely to be true.

Thinking of this, he was excited for a while, bent down suddenly, and used honorifics.

"Hello, hello! I'm Wei Ning!"

Song Yaoyao was taken aback by his enthusiasm, and she drew her hand, but didn't.

She pursed her lips, and her hands were pinched.

Seeing this, Mr. Huo raised his eyelids and reminded coldly, "It's almost there, this is the child raised by that kid in my family. If you hold it again, you won't be afraid that he will come back to trouble you?"