2298
Do You Know His Younger Brother?
Thinking of this, Mrs. Smith looked around and finally found her cell phone from the armrest of the sofa. She supported herself with her hands and sighed. "Ah, you are really old, and your memory is getting worse and worse year by year..."
But before he could make the call, he saw a message from Yara an hour ago.
She was packing up just now and didn't see it.
She clicked on the message and saw Yara's words:
"Mom, I have something to delay for the time being. Put your things away first, and we'll move in two days."
"What's the matter?"
Mrs. Smith was even more confused. She called him directly and wanted to ask what had happened, but the voice of the system came from the other end of the line. "I'm sorry, the number you dialed can't be answered now..."
The phone rang again, but it was still the same.
Mrs. Smith held the phone and was even more confused. "What's the matter? Why are things delayed? Is it... that Young Master's situation is not good?"
Thinking of the look on Yara's face before he went out, Mrs. Smith thought it was possible. Maybe her son was worried about his half-brother's injury, so he decided to stay in the hospital to help.
Mrs. Smith couldn't help sighing and smiled helplessly. "Silly child..."
"Young Master might not even recognize you as his younger brother now!"
After sitting for a while, someone from the moving company came and called.
The person who moved to the company on the phone said, "Mrs. Smith? Mr. Luo's mobile phone is off. We are outside your community."
"Ah?" Mrs. Smith quickly said, "Well, I'm sorry. My son has something to do today, and I'm afraid he will be delayed. Can you come back in a few days?"
"What? Mrs. Smith, I've arrived..."
"I know, but I'm really sorry. We can't move today." Mrs. Smith quickly explained. "Look, how about this? We'll pay for your trip today, okay? Let's come back in a few days."
"I see. All right then."
"Well, thank you!"
Mrs. Smith smiled when she heard that they had finally reached an agreement.
He put down the phone and sighed again.
Since she didn't move for the time being, she was fine now, so she put back some daily necessities of the mother and son. When she returned the photos of the mother and son of Yara, she still wiped the mirror with her sleeves.
Although she had given birth to Yara because of some other reasons, she was really glad to have given birth to this child now. It was just like how she did not have a husband. With such a filial son, she could also enjoy family life!
In this way, it was worthwhile for her to raise her son so hard all the time!
"I, now I hope that you can get married as soon as possible. If I can have grandchildren, I will have no regrets in my life." She sighed. Unfortunately, most men nowadays would get married late after they got drunk in their career.
After cleaning up the room, she rested with her hands on her aching waist.
But she was a person who couldn't be idle. This was a habit that she had developed over the past 20 years.
After lunch, she looked at the time and sighed. "Oh, is Young Master really badly injured? He even left Kaul in the hospital? Should I... go and visit him?"
Thinking of this, she decided to go out. He was a new high-class residential area. In addition to some users' own famous cars, there were also some old people living there. The security room of the residential area was also equipped with the service of calling cars for the owner.
Mrs. Smith asked the security guard to call a car over. After thanking them, she got in the car.
"Where are you going?" asked the driver. Mrs. Smith, who was sitting in the back seat,thought for a moment and immediately said, "Master, let's go to Maria Hospital."
That was because Yara had mentioned in his car which hospital he was going to visit.
"Okay, sit down." The driver drove immediately. "There's water behind you. You can drink it."
"Thank you." Seeing the enthusiastic driver, Mrs. Smith smiled and thanked him again. "By the way, if there is a fruit shop on the road later, could you please stop the car?"
"Auntie, are you going to the hospital to see a doctor? Okay, don't worry!"
"Thank you."
Mrs. Smith bought a fruit basket halfway. After arriving at the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, she looked around and walked to the consulting platform.
It was not expensive as it was a high-end private hospital at the celebrity level. The lobby was many times more luxurious and spacious than that of an ordinary hospital. Even the consultation platform was filled with fresh lilies. The medical staff were all as exquisite as ladies of etiquette.
After the others left, Mrs. Smith went up and asked, "Excuse me, which ward does Mr. Molly live in?"
"Young Master?" The two nurses at the front desk looked at each other, and one of them asked her politely, "Auntie, can you tell me your full name?" Sometimes, the people in the hospital were not surnamed Mo.
"Oh, it's Jin." Mrs. Smith said timidly, "He's the president of the Jin Group."
The nurse immediately understood. There was more than one person surnamed Mo in the hospital, but there was only one person named Shawn, not to mention the well- known insurance company of the Jin Group.
"Excuse me, Auntie, what kind of person are you?" The nurse asked her again, "To tell you the truth, Jin's identity is special. We can't be unrelated to him and we can't check on his hospital information."
"Oh, I am..." Mrs. Smith thought for a moment and said, "He is my son's friend. My son came to see him today. I am free today, so I should go and visit him."
The two nurses looked at each other again.
Clark's friend?
Most of the people who came to visit Shawn today were from the Molly Family, and not the Molly Family had registered their names.
The nurse turned on the computer and said, "Auntie, your son is here, isn't he? May I ask your son's name?"
"Yara."
"Oh, okay, I've found it. He just transferred from the intensive care unit to the No.1 VIP ward in the ward of block A." The nurse finally believed that Mrs. Smith was an acquaintance of the Molly Family. She said to her, "Please provide our ID cards. We need to register a visitor to visit the sick."
"Oh, okay." Mrs. Smith took out her ID card.
She used to be a insurance career, not a woman who had never seen the world before. She naturally understood that in this era, people had to bring certificates with them when they went out.
After registration, Mrs. Smith went to the ward of block.
Outside the No.1 VIP ward, 'Jin' had just been transferred in. Max was asking the attending hospital in detail about his son's stay in the hospital for the past two days.
"You can ask your own guards to come over." The doctor glanced at the curtain around the hospital bed. "Although Mr. Molly has been transferred to the ward, we can't disturb him now. You can talk in a lower voice in the ward. If you have something to talk about, you can come out. Also, because Mr. Lin's brain still hit, it's for the brain's treatment. We are now wearing an oxygen mask for him."
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