How swollen!The scumbag's gold master asks for reconciliation

Hospitals are always overcrowded.

My aunt Ren Jinglu was lying on the hospital bed, her face was pale, and her cousin Ren Xixi was obviously frightened, her eyes were flushed.

"What did the doctor say?" Xiang Dong asked first.

"I just did a series of tests, but the results haven't come out yet." My aunt was panting heavily. "It should be fine. I haven't had this kind of situation before. Maybe I'm a little tired recently. Don't worry."

Instead, it became the aunt lying on the hospital bed to comfort them.

Xiang Yi's phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, he went outside to answer the phone, it turned out to be the Human Resources Department of Hongchang Group.

The other party asked him a few questions, all about the story that Xu Mingxuan took to participate in the competition. Since he and Xu Mingxuan had talked first, he just wanted a bonus, so he didn't answer the questions directly, just prevaricating at will.

In the end, the person on the phone actually asked him if he was willing to work in the advertising and publicity department of Hongchang Group. Xiang Yi was a little puzzled, but he refused decisively. After hanging up the phone, he guessed that it was Mu Zhongqian's instruction in all likelihood.

Who does that man think he is, who can give pointers to his life at will?The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he sent Mu Zhongqian a message:

[I have already told you that I will not go to Hongchang Group, please stop being sentimental. 】

It didn't take long for Mu Zhongqian to reply him with a punctuation mark.

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Xiang Yi ignored it, deleted the dialog box casually, wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve boredom, and realized that this is a hospital, and smoking is not appropriate.

The process of waiting for the test results was long and painful. As Xiang Yi paced the corridor, the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, which stimulated his senses and made him extremely anxious.

An hour later, the doctor told them to go to the office to explain in detail.

Coming out of the office, the faces of the two Xiangyi brothers turned blue.

The doctor said that according to the preliminary examination results, my aunt is a manifestation of heart failure, but a series of examinations are needed to confirm it.

The doctor's understatement made the two brothers panic.

"Just tell my aunt that there is nothing wrong, just a little high blood pressure." Xiang Dong arranged, "Also, don't tell Xixi that she is now in her third year of high school, which is the critical period of the college entrance examination. Don't make her feel pressured."

Xiang nodded, and the two walked towards the ward.

Two days later, the final result came out, and it was indeed heart failure.

The two brothers did not dare to tell their aunt and cousin that they pretended to be relaxed, but Xiang Yi stayed up all night.

Chronic heart failure, he didn't know what it meant before, but in the past few days he checked a lot of information from the Internet and asked a lot of doctors. This is simply a disease of the rich and the poor can't afford it.

"With conservative treatment, the patient will suffer less, but it is estimated that it will last for three to five years. If surgery is performed, it can last for another seven or eight years."

The doctor's words lingered in his mind like a spell.

Xiang Yi and his brothers took turns to watch the night at the hospital. Tonight is Xiang Dong's vigil. Now Xiang Dong is going to eat. Xiang Yi is waiting for his brother to come back.

They couldn't afford the high surgical fee, and the unprecedented pressure made him a little out of breath.

He peeled an apple for his aunt, but the aunt shook her head and didn't want to eat it.

"One by one. Tell me the truth, am I seriously ill?" Auntie's voice was weak.

"No, just overworked, a little irregular heartbeat, and unstable blood pressure, nothing serious."

"Really?" Auntie grabbed Xiang Yi's hand, the palm was rough.

Xiang Yi nodded vigorously.

When my aunt fell asleep, he got up and left the ward, and went downstairs to breathe fresh air.

Xiang Yi's heart was heavy. At this moment, what he was really worried about was that the operation would cost about [-] yuan, and they would not be able to afford the money.

He discussed it with Xiang Dong, and if it didn't work out, he sold the house they were living in now, but the old house was not bought even if the price was lowered, and the money for the operation was imminent.

Xiang Yi took a deep drag on his cigarette and dialed Xu Mingxuan's number.

"Senior, can you give me the prize money for the award-winning work first? My aunt is hospitalized, and the operation needs money." Xiang Yi softened his tone and had to put on a begging gesture.

"Xiang Yi, what are you kidding me?" Xu Mingxuan said in a bad tone, "You reported me to Hongchang Group for plagiarism, and you still expect prizes for award-winning works?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"My contract with Hongchang Group has been ruined. You caused me to lose my job. How dare you ask me for money?"

Xu Mingxuan hung up the phone cursingly, but Xiang Yi was at a loss. He couldn't help thinking of the call from the Human Resources Department of Hongchang Group two days ago. He didn't say anything at that time.

What happened in the meantime, he can't think about it now, he only knows that his 2 yuan is missing.

The house leak happens to be raining all night, so I'm afraid it describes his current sense of helplessness.

He looked through the phone's address book, but there was no one who could lend him so much money. He didn't have many friends, let alone rich ones. A sense of failure for no reason came to his mind.

At the same time, a name that was not in the address book also appeared in his mind.

Mu Zhongqian, among the people he knows, the only one who can help is Mu Zhongqian.

Bite the bullet, he sent Mu Zhongqian a message:

【I want money. 】

Not long after the message was sent, Mu Zhongqian called directly.

"where?"

"Hospital."

"What's wrong with you?" The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became tense.

"I'm fine. My aunt needs surgery and I have no money."

"How much?"

"One hundred thousand."

"I will look for you."

Xiang Yi went to wait for Mu Zhongqian at the entrance of the hospital. He was sitting on a bench, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, but he felt a little cold. Looking at the cars passing by in front of him, his expression was in a daze.

His father died before he was born, and his birth caused his mother to die in childbirth. He has never seen his parents and was brought up by his aunt.

When he was born, my aunt was only 22 years old. A woman spent her best years in caring for the two brothers. One was 12 years old and the other was still an infant. Sent to the orphanage but was rejected by my aunt.

He remembered that when he was in elementary school, when he was asked to write about my mother when writing essays, he always wrote about my aunt. In his heart, my aunt is like a mother.

When he was five years old, his aunt gave birth to a cousin. At that time, he was too young to understand adult marriage and childbirth. He was only happy for having a younger sister, but he didn't know what his aunt had experienced. He didn't know until later My aunt was deceived by the deputy director of the textile factory where she worked at the time. Giving birth out of wedlock was a despised thing in those days.Therefore, my aunt lost her job and worked a lot of jobs to make ends meet.

Xiang Yi sometimes wonders, is every family encountering so many misfortunes, or is it just God who gathers the unfortunate into one family?

When he was full of thoughts, a figure appeared in front of him.

Mu Zhongqian stood in front of him, looking down at him, "Have you eaten yet?"

Xiang Yi shook his head, "Did you bring the money?"

"No one is running around the streets with a lot of cash now." Mu Zhongqian raised his eyebrows, "I haven't eaten either, so go eat with me first."

"I have no appetite."

"You ask me for money, and you still have such a pushy attitude?" Mu Zhongqian was a little displeased.

"Can I borrow you? Pay it off within two years with interest." Xiang Yi softened his tone.

"I don't care about your interest."

"Do I have to beg you?" Xiang Yi said and knelt down.

He got on his knees and knelt in front of Mu Zhongqian, attracting many passers-by's attention.