Siheyuan: I live next door to Xu Damao, my last name is Cao

After the whole meeting ended, Cao Wei and Xu Damao walked back to the backyard.

Xu Damao said with a look of regret: "Fuck, if I had known you would donate 1 cent, I would have donated 1 cent too."

Seeing that Cao Wei donated 1 cent and nothing happened, Xu Damao almost regretted his decision to die. If he had known earlier, he would have followed Cao Wei and donated money.

Now I feel fine, I have nothing to blame. I lost five dollars and it felt like ants were crawling on my body.

Especially after he lost money, Cao Wei actually only donated 1 cent, which was even more painful than losing money himself.

In the future, I will have to learn from Cao Wei. This is an expense that can be completely avoided. Having Yi Zhonghai alone to help the Jia family is enough. There is no use in having them.

Yan Bugui returned home feeling very depressed and went straight to bed to take a nap.

I didn't do anything today, but I spent five dollars. The key point is that it's like these five dollars were wasted and I got nothing in return. This is the most infuriating thing.

How long will it take me to calculate something worth five dollars?

Auntie at the side looked at Uncle's distress and consoled him, "Just donate it, just consider it as accumulating merits and doing good deeds. Jia Dongxu's family is already in such a miserable situation, it's not a big deal to help them, five dollars is just to buy peace of mind."

Yan Bugui sighed and regretted very much for being a sucker just now.

"Hey, don't be so aggressive in the future. You have to see how much others have donated. Look at Cao Wei, that kid is very smart. He only donated ten cents."

"That boy is really smart."

The three aunts nodded in agreement.

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Half a day later, in the hospital.

In the intensive care unit, after general anesthesia, Jia Dongxu finally woke up.

The nurse who was watching from the side finally breathed a sigh of relief. If Jia Dongxu didn't wake up, she would have thought that Jia Dongxu was going to die.

The anesthetic effect was still there, but Jia Dongxu could feel that he was feeling weak all over.

My body was in severe pain, and there were two tubes inserted in my nose. This place was very unfamiliar, pale, and had a pungent smell of disinfectant. Where was this?

Jia Dongxu tried to move his neck, but he didn't have the strength to do so, and he groaned in pain.

"Jia Dongxu, how do you feel now?"

The nurse came over and asked.

Only then did Jia Dongxu notice the presence of the nurse. Looking at the nurse's attire, he wondered if he was in a hospital.

"My body hurts, what's wrong with me?"

"You are sick and are being treated now. Apart from the pain, how do you feel?"

"I feel like I have lost feeling in many parts of my body."

Jia Dongxu said painfully.

The nurse did not tell him about Jia Dongxu's current condition, but just said that this was a normal condition after anesthesia and asked him to have a good rest.

Jia Dongxu felt dizzy and kept shouting in pain. After the nurse gave him a painkiller injection, he fell into a deep sleep again.

In the past two days, Jia Dongxu woke up several times, but soon fell asleep again.

During this period, there was one time when Jia Dongxu felt so uncomfortable lying here that he wanted to go out. The nurse on duty could do nothing but ask his family to comfort him.

Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhangshi, and Qin Huairu came in together. They were all disinfected before being allowed in.

When they were outside, they decided not to tell him about Jia Dongxu's disability. They just said that Jia Dongxu fainted due to an accident in the workshop and was now receiving treatment.

Jia Dongxu asked Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle, where am I injured? Why can't I feel anything in my lower body?"

"Dongxu, you are unconscious because the anesthetic hasn't worn off yet."

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang looked at each other and then spoke.

We can't stimulate Jia Dongxu now. If his condition worsens, it will be useless.

Jia Dongxu is very fragile now and may not be able to withstand even the slightest blow.

After several people persuaded him, Jia Dongxu reluctantly accepted it.

Two days later, Jia Dongxu's condition stabilized slightly. He was discharged from the intensive care unit and transferred to a general ward. However, he still needed to be observed in the hospital for a month to see how he developed before deciding when to be discharged.

After being transferred to the general ward, Jia Dongxu lived a very painful life every day. He had to receive intravenous drips for eight or nine hours a day, and he was in pain. This made him doubt what Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi said.

The effect of the anesthetic had long worn off in the past few days, but his lower body was still numb. Even with a urinary catheter inserted in his body, Jia Dongxu didn't feel anything at all, and sometimes he didn't even know he had defecated.

The third day after leaving the intensive care unit.

Today, Jia Zhang is the only one watching here.

She and Qin Huairu took turns, one watching during the day and the other watching at night.

Jia Zhang couldn't stay up late, so she stayed here during the day and let Qin Huairu go back to sleep.

Jia Zhang sat beside the hospital bed, looking at her son, and couldn't stop sighing in her heart.

Jia Zhang and the others didn't tell him the truth these two days. Just now, he couldn't help but pinched his lower body twice, first pinching his legs and then touching his little brother.

Jia Dongxu pinched it hard but felt nothing. Even his little brother who had been with him for many years felt nothing.

"Mom, tell me the truth, am I disabled?"

Looking at Jia Zhang next to him, Jia Dongxu finally couldn't help but ask.

Jia Zhang was panicked. "No, no, the doctor said that you will be fine after you are discharged from the hospital and the plaster is removed."

"Don't lie to me. I can't feel anything in my legs."

Jia Zhang couldn't help but burst into tears.

Seeing Jia Zhang crying, Jia Dongxu felt devastated.

I am really disabled!!

Jia Dongxu stared at his legs blankly, tears streaming down his face unconsciously.

What's the point of being alive now?

I lost both my legs, I am paralyzed, and I also lost my little brother. I will have to spend the rest of my life in bed.

What is the meaning of such a life?

"Dongxu, it's okay. We will slowly treat it and it will definitely get better."

Jia Zhang comforted her.

"Get lost, you lied to me, you all lied to me, I'm sure I won't be able to stand up again in this life, don't even think about lying to me again."

Jia Dongxu was furious. He still wanted to deceive himself. He believed it two days ago and was full of hope to stand up again after he recovered from the illness. He didn't expect that now he would be told directly that he was disabled.

Such a blow directly made Jia Dongxu become irritable.

Jia Dongxu angrily pulled out the infusion needle from his wrist, bringing out some fluid and causing his blood vessels to start bleeding.

But Jia Dongxu ignored it. What's the use? He was disabled and his life was ruined.

You won’t be able to do anything in the future, so you’re just a waste.

Although Jia Dongxu likes to be lazy, he is still very ambitious.

Jia Zhang was unable to do anything to him alone and could only comfort him. The patients next to him also tried to comfort him, but they were all scolded away by the angry Jia Dongxu.

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