doctor girl

Chapter 937 Birthmark!

At this time, Yingmei poured herself a cup of milk tea.

After taking a sip, he slowly answered Zhang Ting's question.

"After so long, you finally came to ask me about this matter. I thought you wouldn't ask." Yingmei looked at Zhang Ting with a noble smile on her face, and her expression was very calm, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time. Zhang Ting asked about this matter.

Listening to her question, Zhang Ting was stunned for a while.

Na Yingmei looked at her like this, shook her head, and continued, "You also know that I have a son."

Zhang Ting came back to his senses and nodded slightly, "I know, didn't you tell me that your son was lost a long time ago?"

"It was lost a long time ago, but this time after Wuxi and I captured the traitor after we returned to Uzbekistan, I found out that my son was thrown to your Dayong country by that traitor."

"Then you came here this time to find your son?" Zhang Ting looked at her and asked.

"Half right, half wrong, we are indeed here to find my son this time, but I need your help." Na Yingmei looked at Zhang Ting.

"I need my help, what can I do for you?" Zhang Ting looked surprised, she really didn't know where she could help him.

Nayingmei nodded slightly, "Yes, I need your help. After all, this Great Yongguo belongs to you. I want you to help me find my son."

Hearing this, Zhang Ting lowered his head and thought, yes, he is from Wu country, not from Dayong country, how could he be clear about the affairs of Dayong country? Ask someone who is familiar with this place to help, that is The solution in the solution.

"How do you want me to help you?" Zhang Ting asked.

A smile appeared on Yingmei's face.She heard that Zhang Ting agreed to do this favor for herself.

Thinking that she might be able to see her lost child soon, a happy smile appeared on Yingmei's face.

"Help me find my son. My son is about one and a half years old now. He is a son." Because Yingmei was so happy, she became incoherent.

After hearing her words, Zhang Ting rolled his eyes upwards.

"Then Yingmei, it's as if you didn't say what you said. Your son is not a boy. Just because he is one and a half years old, you want me to help you find your son."

Anxiety flashed across Yingmei's face, she held her hands tightly, looked at her anxiously and asked, "Then what do you think I should do now, I only know this."

Zhang Ting rolled his eyes upwards again, and gave her a hint, "You can talk about your son's characteristics, such as the birthmark on his buttocks, and what kind of personal things he has on his body. It is also the best way to prove it to your son."

Yingmei looked anxious, "But I don't know what you said, and I don't know what birthmarks my son has on his body, and what kind of personal things he has on his body."

When Zhang Ting heard this, instead of rolling her eyes upwards this time, she just rolled her eyes at that mother, Yingmei.

"Then Yingmei, are you still your son's mother? Why don't you even know what birthmarks your son has on his body? How can you be someone's mother?" Zhang Ting pointed at Yingmei bluntly and scolded.

Yingmei's face was full of grievances, her eyes were red, and she began to sob a little, "I really don't know, when my son was born, I didn't even look at him a few times, he was taken from my side I took him away, and after that, I haven't seen him again."

Zhang Ting opened his mouth and swallowed back the words he hadn't finished cursing.

Unexpectedly, they didn't lose their son in this way, no wonder they don't know what birthmarks their son has.

"Then what should we do now? If you don't know what kind of birthmark your son has, I can't help you find your lost son." Zhang Ting looked helpless.

When Yingmei heard this, tears flowed from her anxious eyes.

She held Zhang Ting's hand tightly with one hand, "Xiao Ting, I know you must have a way, I beg you, please help me find a way, I, I must find my son. "

Zhang Ting frowned slightly as he looked at Yingmei whose eyes were red from crying.

She still likes the naive and lively Na Yingmei.

Na Ying's symptoms of crying like this, she just looks like a headache.

"Don't cry first, I'll help you think of a way, you quickly take back your tears." Zhang Ting said to her.

Yingmei immediately stopped the tears in her eyes.

"Okay, as long as you help me find a way, I won't cry." The teardrops in his eyes were like a faucet, and he turned it off as soon as he said it, making Zhang Ting dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" Yingmei, who finally stopped crying, saw Zhang Ting looking at her like a fool, and Yingmei reached out and shook her hand in front of her.

Zhang Ting came back to his senses, shook his head lightly, looked at her with admiration and said, "Then Yingmei, I just now realize that it would be a pity if you don't become an actor. It's amazing."

Na Yingmei looked at Zhang Ting with a puzzled expression, and scratched the back of her head with one hand, "Xiao Ting, why can't I understand what you are talking about, what kind of actor is this, does this have anything to do with finding a son?"

Zhang Ting saw that Yingmei was going to ask about the actor again, and when she saw that Yingmei was so curious, she had a headache, and she was not in such a leisurely mood to explain to Yingmei what the actor meant.

"No, you don't need to know what this actor means. I'll tell you what I can think of for you."

Na Yingmei said "Oh", but at this moment, she really wanted to know how to find her lost son.

"Okay, tell me, I'll remember." Na Yingmei quickly sat down and waited for Zhang Ting's next speech with a serious face.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Ting shook his head and smiled, and said slowly, "You go back to your country of Wu, and find the Wen woman who helped you deliver the baby. At that time, you gave birth, and you didn't know that the baby would have a birthmark or something like that. Mrs. Wen should always remember."

"Listen to you, this is indeed a good way. Why didn't I think of it? Over the past year, in order to find my son, my mind is blank, and I can't find the direction to find me. This son." Yingmei said with a guilty face.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Ting stretched out his hand and patted her on the shoulder, "It's not that you have no direction to look for now, just do as I said, and find your missing son this way, it will be much faster than you imagined."

(End of this chapter)