He Is Warmer Than Time

At Huashan Hospital, Song Ran saw Jing Xing’s aunt and uncle. His uncle’s clothes were worn for a long time, and his elbow was patched. He looked very cautious. When he saw Song Ran, he immediately grabbed tears in his eyes. Staying in Song Ran's hand: "Little girl, thank you so much. My whole family is very grateful to you. The doctor told us that he is still confident to treat Guiqin."

Song Ran smiled: "This is what I should do, uncle, if you have any difficulties, you have to tell me, you know? But don't let Jingxing know about this, can you?"

The eldest uncle is obviously very puzzled: "Little sister, you are doing good deeds, why can't you let Jingxing know?"

Jingxing from her family has not yet become a big head covering the sky with only one hand, but a poor battalion leader with a monthly salary of only a few dozen yuan. For many things, he is not able to spare.

She didn't want to put pressure on him in terms of money, so she could do this kind of thing secretly, and she didn't want to take credit at all.

She also noted this in the letter to Gu Jingxing's parents.

She smiled: "Uncle, let me tell you, you just remember, Vice President Li is the most senior doctor in Haicheng, and he will do his best to treat Auntie, you can rest assured."

The uncle thanked Song Ran away with great gratitude. Song Ran went to Vice President Li to find out about the situation. Vice President Li was full of emotion: "This patient is lucky to be born in this family. It is said that in the northern rural areas. In such a place, if you get this kind of disease, you are basically dead, and your family is so poor. Where can there be money to cure this incurable disease?

Her disease was discovered early. Moreover, after more than half a year of treatment, she should have exhausted her savings at home. She was also caring for her. Therefore, the cancer cells did not spread. After radiotherapy and chemotherapy, the condition was suppressed. Our hospital team is still very good. confident. "

Song Ran was moved. Jing Xing's uncle had yellowish muscles and thin face. His clothes were not only on the elbows, but also on his knees and buttocks. The toe caps were also patched. It was precisely because of the man's care and sacrifice that he was reluctant. Can you keep Aunt Jingxing till this time?

Who said that poor couples are sad.

Ask her to say that love is not about money.

She ordered a few more words, and then left the Huashan Hospital.

The weather was cold and the sweet-scented osmanthus blossomed all over the city. In this old city, at 8 o'clock in the evening, there were not many cars and pedestrians on the street. Song Ran sat on the bamboo stool at the entrance of the hospital for a while, especially feeling full of heart. Yes, this is the last train.

The bus slowly walked through the city along the narrow streets, and the nose was always filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, refreshing, and all the troubles disappeared at this moment.

In Xinxiang Village, Ancheng, the busy farming work has come to an end, because without Gu Jingxing's capable helper, Er Da Niang and Ding Guoying have done very hard work, so they spread all their grievances on the Gu family.

The two rice drying sites are adjacent to each other. In the evening, Wu Guixiang and Gu Weiguo pushed the rice up and poured it into snakeskin pockets.

The rice has been sun-dried for a day, and every time a shovel is shoveled, the heat and the smell of the sun are blown out. This year's harvest is good. When the time comes to harvest the rice, I can save a little money, and the faces of the couple are smiling.

The second aunt on the side field said with a yin and yang strange air: "Oh, Jing Xing's feeling is to go to other people's city to do something wrong for them."