The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Since being admitted to the ICU ward, money has been spent like water every day. The advance salary has been spent in just a few days, and the follow-up treatment is also a huge expense.

In order to save money, Zhou Yian did not rent a house near the hospital. When she was tired, she would take a nap on the bench in the hospital corridor. When she was hungry, she would eat some bread or something to fill her stomach. She stayed in the hospital 24 hours a day and did not dare to leave the hospital for a moment. She had never believed in gods or Buddhas, but at this time she was as devout as a believer, praying to God for protection in her heart every day, hoping that her mother could get through the difficulties and that she would have the opportunity to fulfill her filial piety.

God helps those who work hard. Good news finally came a week after staying in the ICU.

"Family member of bed number 2, your mother is no longer in danger of death. She will be transferred from the ICU to the general ward starting today."

"Thank you, thank you doctor." After hearing the news, Zhou Yian's dim eyes finally regained their light. She excitedly held the doctor's hand and thanked the doctor with a choked voice. She had waited for this day for too long.

When Zhou's mother was pushed out of the ICU, Zhou Yian couldn't wait to greet her.

"However, although the patient's life is no longer in danger, he may suffer from serious sequelae. You must be mentally prepared."

"Sequelae? What sequelae? Didn't you just say that the critical period has passed?" Zhou Yian asked in panic.

"At present, we can only say that her vital signs have returned to normal. It does not mean that there will be no complications after the critical period. However, as for sequelae, we can only draw a conclusion based on the specific symptoms the patient has when she wakes up."

The doctor's words put Zhou Yian's heart at ease and then put it back on. The situation has improved, but it doesn't mean there is no bad news. Maybe being able to survive is a blessing in disguise.

After helping the nurse push Zhou's mother back to the general ward and settling her down, Zhou Yian could finally stay with her up close, and finally touch her and feel the real her.

Zhou Yian looked at her carefully with a look of heartache, and held her hand carefully, gently for fear of hurting her.

When he held her hand, he discovered that there were large bruises on the back of her hands due to too many injections. The blue and purple patches were shocking, and Zhou Yian felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife and he almost suffocated.

After this disaster, Mother Zhou's originally round and shiny face became dull and thin. The flesh on both sides of her cheeks disappeared, and her cheekbones became slightly protruding. She became much thinner overall, the kind of thinness that was visible to the naked eye.

It has been two days since she came out of the ICU, but Mother Zhou still shows no sign of waking up. She lies straight on the bed every day, motionless and frighteningly quiet. If it weren't for the numbers on the instrument meter constantly reminding her that she still has life, she would really be afraid that she had abandoned herself and was ready to sleep forever.

Several days passed, and Zhou's mother still showed no signs of waking up. The medical expenses she had paid before were almost gone, and the club was urging her to go to work. Things were becoming a little tricky, and Zhou Yian was anxious every day.

Li Li was assigned to the daytime shift. Thinking of Zhou Yian who was all alone and helpless with no one to rely on, she discussed with Zhou Yian and decided to let him work the night shift and stay at the hospital during the day.

I work the day shift, and when I get off work at night I can come to the hospital to keep the patient company. Although this is very tiring, it can solve the immediate problem. Otherwise, I would have to hire a nurse to accompany the patient, which is also a considerable expense and puts more pressure on Zhou Yian.

Zhou Yian is a strong-willed person who doesn't want to trouble anyone unless it is absolutely necessary. She is grateful for Li Li's understanding, but also feels guilty. Although the two people are originally strangers, Li Li always thinks about Zhou Yian. Her sincerity and kindness are the only warmth and kindness Zhou Yian has felt in this cold winter. She cherishes it and is very touched.

"Yi'an, it's not a good idea to continue like this. Your salary has been advanced for two months. Even if you go to work this month, you will still be left with no money. What should you do?" Li Li knew Zhou Yi'an's financial situation. She knew that she was now living beyond her means and owed a lot of debts. She was also worried about the money problem for her.

Zhou Yian lowered his head and said hesitantly: "Li Li, I want to tell you something. I..., the foreman suggested that I go to the public relations department. She said that the public relations department can make money quickly, so I have applied to work in the public relations department."

"What did you say?" Li Li stood up suddenly when she heard her words, staring at Zhou Yian with wide eyes in disbelief. This decision shocked her.

"Did I hear you right? Yi'an, you...you said you were going to work in the public relations department?" Li Li asked in disbelief.

"Yeah." Zhou Yian lowered his head and didn't dare to look at her, and responded sullenly.

Realizing that she had overreacted, Li Li took a deep breath to calm down her emotions and asked calmly, "Yian, have you thought it through? You know what the princess in the PR department is supposed to do, have you really decided to do this?"

"I know, but you know I have no other choice. The medical expenses these days are tens of thousands every day. I really can't afford it. I have borrowed all I can, and my salary has been advanced so much. What should I do? I don't know what to do." Zhou Yian said weakly with a frustrated face, his eyes full of fear and helplessness.

"Yi'an, I'm sorry." Li Li didn't know what to say to comfort her. Although she had done her best, she was helpless in terms of money. She was powerless and had no way to help her. She also knew that in this situation, she had no right to criticize or blame Zhou Yi'an.

Seeing Li Li's self-blaming expression, Zhou Yian realized that he had brought negative emotions to her. He also knew that she was just well-intentioned and he couldn't let her down, so he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't worry, the foreman told me that I'm only responsible for singing to liven up the atmosphere. I can try not to drink if I can, and I won't perform or accompany guests."

"But you can't drink much. What if you encounter those tough customers who force you to drink? Can you really do that? Besides, some customers like to make moves when they are drunk."

"Don't worry, I will protect myself. I have brought a small dagger and chili oil for self-defense since my first day at work, and I will not drink with guests casually."

"But some customers are difficult to deal with. They always try to take advantage of you."

"It's okay. I won't wear anything revealing. I will protect myself."

"But……"

"No buts, I've already promised the foreman." Zhou Yian interrupted Li Li hastily, her eyes firm as a rock and unshakable, reflecting her extremely firm determination.

As soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it. "I'm sorry, Li Li, I... didn't mean it, I'm sorry." Zhou Yian apologized repeatedly for her losing control of her emotions several times tonight.

"Anyway, don't worry too much about me. I promise you that I will protect myself and won't get hurt."

Seeing that Zhou Yian had made up her mind and there was no changing her mind, Li Li had nothing to say and could only let her go. She knew that Zhou Yian was never a rash person and that she must have made this decision after careful consideration.