Rural Shennong

As the old saying goes, don’t have money if you don’t have anything, and don’t get sick if you have anything.

Getting seriously ill and facing high medical expenses is enough to drag a middle-class family into abject poverty.

What's more, in a big city like Haicheng with super high consumption.

And the one who got seriously ill was a farmer whose annual income was less than 3 to [-] yuan.

Uncle Qi was lying on the public seat in the corridor of Haicheng No. [-] Hospital, clutching his injured leg, his head covered in cold sweat, but he managed to squeeze out a smile.

"Baby, let's go back, hospitalization is too expensive, I can go home and raise it."

It cost more than 3000 yuan just to do a few checks, and Uncle Qi's heart was bleeding.

His home is located in a small fishing village by the river. Four years ago, the river flooded. After the flood, his son, daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law were all washed away, and their bodies were never recovered.

Sending a white-haired person to a black-haired person is the most painful thing in the world.

Uncle Qi really wanted to die, but he still had a granddaughter to take care of.

The year before last, Dajiang had completely banned fishing, and Uncle Qi could no longer fish, so he had to switch careers and start growing aloe vera.

The aloe vera cream that Qi Qi gave Bai Yingying when she started school was produced in their own field.

Last year, the sales of aloe vera in the village were pretty good. Some people in the village bought them together and sold them to large factories.

But this year the situation has changed. More people grow aloe vera in the surrounding villages, and the purchase price of aloe vera has dropped again and again.

This morning, the people who came to collect the aloe vera didn't even give cash, and they even wanted to give an IOU.

Uncle Qi quarreled with the aloe collectors in the village, and his leg was broken on the spot.

Qi Qi held Grandpa's hand, squatted beside him, and said with a choked voice, "Grandpa, just listen to me."

"This disease can't be delayed. Even if I borrow money, I still want you to be hospitalized and have your leg healed."

Uncle Qi is already Qi Qi's only relative in this world.

Grandpa lived frugally and provided for her to go to college, how could she bear to watch him suffer.

A nurse next to him said impatiently: "Are you staying in the hospital or not? Let me tell you, the ward doesn't wait for anyone."

"If you want to be hospitalized, pay the deposit right away. If the beds are full later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Also, if there are no more beds, you can't stay here and affect other patients."

Qi Qi panicked: "Wait a minute, I'm looking for someone to come over and send money."

Uncle Qi raised Qi Qi like a baby, and couldn't bear his granddaughter begging for help because of him: "I can't stop, anyway, I have a limping leg, I can't die, and I can walk with crutches."

At this moment, a bald doctor came from a distance. Seeing Qi Qirou's frail, weeping eyes, her eyes lit up.

Those who can go to the Conservatory of Music have good looks and temperament. Qi Qi not only has a pure appearance, but also has a charming face at the moment.

This kind of situation, the doctor has seen too much, no need to guess, he knows what's going on, it must be that the patient's family can't afford the money for the treatment.

He pretended to be passing by, and asked coldly, "What's going on, what are you arguing about?"

The nurse curled her lips: "Doctor Han, this old man has a broken leg. He just finished the examination and has no money to pay the hospitalization fee. He is waiting for someone to send the money."

Dr. Han rolled his eyes: "I'm Dr. Han from the orthopedics department, sir, what's your name? Is this your granddaughter?"

Uncle Qi saw that the doctor had a good attitude, so he replied in a low voice: "My surname is Qi, and my name is Qi Ayu. This is my granddaughter Qi Qi."

Dr. Han nodded: "Well, Miss Qi, can you show me your grandfather's case?"

Hearing this, Qi Qi hurriedly handed over the medical records.

Dr. Han took a look at the case and film, and gradually frowned.

Seeing his expression, Qi Qi's heart suddenly rose.

Dr. Han put down the medical records and said in a deep voice, "Miss Qi, can you come with me? I want to talk to you about your grandfather's condition alone."

Qi Qi didn't doubt that he was there, and nervously followed Dr. Han to a corner on the side.

Doctor Han said in a low voice: "My next words are related to the life and death of your grandfather, Miss Qi, you have to be mentally prepared."

Qi Qi had a very ominous premonition: "You... you said."

Dr. Han sighed: "I watched the film just now, your grandfather not only broke his leg, but also got bone cancer!"

Qi Qi's pretty face turned pale: "You didn't lie to me? How is this possible, I..."

Any illness, as long as it is linked to cancer, is almost the same as being sentenced to death.

Qi Qi was heartbroken and couldn't believe it was true.

Doctor Han made a "shh" gesture: "Don't make any noise, just listen to me."

"Your grandfather's bone cancer is only in the early stage. Fortunately, I have seen many patients, so I can see this disease from your grandfather's medical records."

"Actually, your grandfather can still be saved, but the medical expenses are a bit expensive, at least 40 to [-]."

"Of course, you can also give up the treatment and let your grandfather go back to raise him. How long he can live depends on God's will."

Qi Qi covered her mouth, for fear of crying out and disturbing her grandpa. She knew that grandpa would definitely give up treatment after learning about the condition.

She didn't want to give up, but she couldn't afford so much money for medical expenses.

Just now she asked Bai Yingying to help, and Bai Yingying called Chen Ping.

Qi Qi had already figured it out, and when Chen Ping came over, he helped her pay for the medical expenses, at most twenty to thirty thousand, so that her grandfather's broken leg could be cured.

She made money in the future, and gradually there is still hope.

But if Chen Ping was asked to lend her 40 or [-] yuan, how could this be possible?She and Chen Ping are not related, so why should they borrow her?

Seeing the despair in Qi Qi's eyes, Dr. Han's mouth flickered with a trace of undetectable joy.

"Miss Qi, in fact, your grandfather's life is not hopeless."

"Our hospital has a cooperative relationship with a charitable fund for caring for the elderly, and there are places to help the poor every year."

Qi Qi was stunned for a moment, and when she heard the words "charity fund", she was like a drowned person seeing a straw, and a look of hope rose in her eyes.

She grabbed Doctor Han's arm: "Doctor, please help me, our family is very poor, I don't want to lose my grandpa!"

Doctor Han said with some embarrassment: "I can help you apply for this charity fund."

"However, the number of places for this charity fund is limited every year, and your family is not the only one that is poor. Do you understand?"

Qi Qi didn't have much experience in the world, so she didn't understand at all: "What application form do I need to fill out? Or do I need a poverty certificate from our family?"

"As long as you tell me, I can find a solution under any conditions."

Seeing Qi Qi's anxious look, Dr. Han finally showed his fangs: "Miss Qi, the application requirements and so on are actually trivial matters, and there are more poor people than your family."

"I can help you with this, as long as you..." He approached Qi Qi and whispered a few words.

Qi Qi took two steps back in a panic, with a look of shame and shock on her face: "This is impossible!"

Doctor Han shrugged: "Of course, you can also refuse."

"But look at your grandpa."

Qi Qi turned her head and looked, Uncle Qi was still curled up on the bench, his face full of pain.

Seeing this scene, her heart was about to break: "I...I promise you!"