The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Watching the nurse push the bed into the ICU, Zhou Yian felt a deep sense of powerlessness. She sat exhausted on a bench in the hospital corridor, holding a thick stack of bills in her hand. She just closed her eyes and said nothing. No one knew what she was thinking at this moment.

"Yi An, are you okay?" Li Li asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, don't worry, I'm just... just a little tired." Zhou Yian opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he forced a smile not to want to make Li Li worry too much.

"Li Li, why don't you go back and have some rest first. You went to bed so late last night and followed me around so early in the morning. Thank you for your hard work and thank you for staying with me today." Zhou Yian's voice was a little hoarse.

"Yian, can you really do this on your own?"

"Sure, the surgery is over. Now we just have to wait for the results. I can handle it by myself. Thank you for today. You still have to work tonight."

"Okay then, I'll be leaving first. You take care of yourself. I bought some water and bread here. You must eat. If you fall down, what will your aunt do? Call me if anything happens." Li Li put the bag of food next to her and reminded her carefully.

"Okay." She looked up at Li Li with a pale face. She was clearly smiling softly, but it was more sad than crying.

Watching Li Li's back disappear around the corner of the corridor, Zhou Yian could no longer suppress her inner sadness and grief. She put her hands on her head, buried her head between her knees and cried loudly. Her violently shaking shoulders revealed her grief and pain.

Although there were people coming and going in the corridor, everyone tacitly understood and did not want to disturb her. She could release her emotions without restraint. Every day in the hospital, there were people breaking down and crying. Everyone seemed to be accustomed to it and maintained respect and understanding to the greatest extent possible.

Li Li did not walk far. She stopped at the corner of the corridor, leaning against the wall, quietly listening to Zhou Yian's crying but she did not dare to go up to comfort her. She could only have red eyes and tears flowed uncontrollably. She felt so distressed for Zhou Yian today.

Not knowing how long he had been crying, Zhou Yian slowly raised his head with red and swollen eyes. He looked at the thick bill in his hand in confusion and fell into deep thought. He had just graduated and worked for a few months and had only a little savings, which was really a drop in the bucket compared to the huge medical bill.

Mother Zhou has been raising her child alone for so many years. The money she earns is barely enough to support Zhou Yian's studies, so it is impossible for her to have no savings.

After thinking for a while, she took out her cell phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, foreman, I'm Zhou Yian. Something happened at home and I want to advance two months' salary."

"Yes, I am in a hurry."

"Okay, I'll go over now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yian sorted out the things in his hands, went to the bathroom, scooped up some cold water, and washed his tear-stained face, trying to make himself look more energetic.

The cold water was like a sharp sword that pierced her skin and made her sober instantly. She looked at her tired face in the mirror and felt sad. She lamented that fate was unfair and had put her in desperate situations time and time again. She was unwilling but helpless.

She took the bus to the club and found the foreman to explain the situation.

"Although I sympathize with you in this situation, the salary advance can only be for the previous month. You want to advance two months' salary all at once. To be honest, I can't help you." The foreman said helplessly.

When she heard the foreman say this, her face was filled with disappointment.

"But I can approve your request for a few days off. But advance payment of salary requires approval from your superiors."

"Then I can go to see Manager Gao, right?"

"Yes, she can decide on this matter."

Zhou Yian hurried to Gao Jing's office and knocked on the door gently.

"Come in." Gao Jing's voice sounded.

"It's you. What's wrong? Is there anything you need?" Gao Jing was deeply impressed by this pretty girl.

"Manager Gao, something happened at my home, and I...I want to advance two months' salary." Zhou Yian looked embarrassed and spoke awkwardly.

"Two months' advance? What difficulties are you facing?"

"Yes, something happened at home and I need money urgently."

Gao Jing's eyes stayed on Zhou Yian's face. Seeing that her eyes were red and swollen and she looked haggard, she guessed that she must have encountered some difficulties. "According to the company's practice, you can't advance so much salary in advance. This is equivalent to the company lending you money. After all, no one can guarantee that you won't suddenly run away. However, if it's you, I'm willing to be a guarantor and help you get this application.

When she heard that things were turning around, light suddenly appeared in her clear and lively eyes.

"Thank you, thank you, Manager Gao." She was so excited that she quickly bent down and bowed to Gao Jing repeatedly to express her gratitude, and almost cried out loud.

Gao Jing was frightened by her sudden loud noise and quickly stood up to stop her.

After communicating with the Human Resources Department, two months' salary was quickly paid to her, temporarily alleviating her urgent needs. However, she had no idea how much more would be spent in the future, so she could only take things one step at a time.

After receiving her salary advance, Zhou Yian went to the dormitory and packed some clothes to take to the hospital. This was a long battle and she didn't know how long she would have to stay in the hospital.

After things were settled, Zhou Yian returned to the hospital again and paid the outstanding medical bills. Then she came to the outside of the ICU ward and looked through the glass at Zhou's mother lying inside. She thought of the previous days. Although the economic conditions were not good, life was ordinary and happy. She didn't understand what went wrong and why everything became so bad.

When the doctor came to check on the ward, he was surprised to see Zhou Yian outside the door, because she had been standing at the ICU door for several hours.

"Um, which bed are you in? I see you've been guarding here for several hours. You don't have to stay here all the time. Find a place to rest."

"I'm the daughter of the aunt who fell and suffered intracranial hemorrhage today. I'm worried about her." Zhou Yian said worriedly.

"Family members are not allowed to enter the ICU ward. There is not much point in you guarding the door. You might as well find a place to rest. If there is anything abnormal, we will call you the first time." The doctor kindly reminded.

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

After the doctor left, Zhou Yian did not leave immediately. She stood outside the ICU ward, looking through the glass window at the person who was so close to her but whom she could not touch, and her heart was broken.

Thinking of the once healthy and strong Mother Zhou now lying motionless on the hospital bed, with all kinds of tubes inserted into her body, all kinds of treatment instruments on the bedside, her breathing weak and her heartbeat weak, and she could die at any time, she fell into deep self-blame.

She thought if she didn't go to work at the club, if she lived at home, then wouldn't everything have happened? When she was at home before, Zhou's mother never went out so early, because Zhou's mother often said that the morning was the beginning of the day, and breakfast must be eaten well to have the strength to start a new day. So as long as she was at home, Zhou's mother got used to getting up every day to prepare a nutritious and delicious breakfast for her.

The past was still vivid in his mind, forming a sharp contrast with everything in the present. The self-blame, guilt and regret in his heart made Zhou Yian constantly exhausted and heartbroken again and again.