Chapter 7 She's dead.

  A very low and reserved middle-aged man's voice, calm but with a sense of distance.

  "It's Uncle Fang!"

  Jun Donglin walked on the road outside the hospital, occasionally raising his head to glance at this private hospital that looked very ordinary: "I am Jun Donglin! Is Second Uncle available to answer the phone?"

  "Haha!"

  It can be heard that this laughter is accompanied by the excitement between acquaintances and a subtle awe. Fang Bo said, "Xiao Dong, your second uncle is in a meeting right now, it will take another 20 minutes to finish!"

  Jun Donglin has already walked to the bus stop, it's just past 10 am, and there aren't many people waiting for the bus: "This Mid-Autumn Festival I want to spend with a few classmates at school, but my grandparents at home definitely won't agree, so I thought of asking Second Uncle to help me out, saying that I'll be spending Mid-Autumn Festival with him!"

  "Uncle Fang, can you help me out?"

  Bu De Fang Bo Song said something, Jun Dong Lin Ma Shang again said: "I this, this is a bit inconvenient, after the Mid-Autumn Festival I will go back to make up for it, okay? Besides, you also know that even if I go back during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I may not be able to stay with my grandparents for long. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will definitely go back, okay?"

  "This..."

  Fang Bosong hesitated for a moment, but then seemed to suddenly realize something: "You little brat, are you messing around with a girlfriend?"

  He Jun was taken aback by Dong Lin's words, but didn't explain himself. Instead, he forced a stiff smile and chuckled: "Huh huh, heh heh..."

  "Uncle Fang!" Jun Dong's tone changed, becoming more serious as he looked towards the hospital not far away, saying emotionlessly: "Have you heard of He Yun Hospital?"

  "What about Yun Hospital?"

  Fang Bosong didn't ask which two characters made up "Jundong", because he seemed to have heard of this hospital before.

  "Yes!"

  At this time, the bus that Jun Dong was waiting for had appeared on the horizon: "Uncle Fang, help me check out this hospital, the more detailed the better! Okay, my bus is here, Uncle Fang, don't forget to tell Erbo about my situation!"

  Fang Bosong wanted to ask more questions, but the phone had already hung up.

  He hung up the phone and Fang Bo shook his head with a faint smile, not getting annoyed at all by the forceful hang-up, although after taking this position, no one dared to hang up on him!

  Leaning against the glass of the bus, the outline of that private hospital in Jun Donglin's line of sight slowly disappeared.

  The large dormitory building of Suzhou Business, a four-person dormitory, the bed that had been empty all along was being made by a middle-aged woman, and on the dormitory corridor, a middle-aged man was passing things to the bed, looking like a family of three, and judging from the clothes of the woman and the middle-aged man, their family condition seemed not bad.

  "But the middle-aged man opened his mouth and broke through Jun Donglin's guess: 'Young master, do you need anything else?'"

  The boy standing in front of the window and looking outside turned his face: "Just mess around with it, I'm not disabled!"

  Jun Donglin, who had something on his mind, didn't want to greet the three people, so he just smiled and nodded at the middle-aged couple, but ignored the boy as if he hadn't seen him, and turned to get onto his own bed. He now needed time to think carefully, of course, if he had told Uncle Fang about everything that had happened in the past few days on the phone, things would have become much simpler, but he didn't.