The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

Jian Changnian ran all the way, didn't pay attention to her feet when she went up the stairs, and fell hard. She didn't care about the pain in her body, and she was so anxious that she grabbed the railing and got up again. Paramedics stopped him.

"It's being rescued, you can't go in, eh..."

"Grandma, grandma!" Jian Changnian broke free from the restraints, and stood on tiptoe to look in through the glass while holding the door open.

The curtain is drawn inside, and nothing can be seen.

Tears welled up again without warning, Jian Changnian muttered to himself, and kept saying: "Grandma, grandma..."

Standing next to her were the security guard who sent grandma to the hospital, and Jian Changnian's former head teacher.

"I didn't expect that, just by turning around, the old man was hit by a car, and the person who caused the accident also ran away. I haven't caught him yet."

The head teacher came forward and handed her the things left by grandma: "This is what your grandma brought with you."

Seeing the blood on the bundle, Jian Changnian felt as if she had been pricked by a needle, and took it with trembling lips.

She opened the bag and saw that there were two pairs of cotton trousers and a sweater, which were made by her grandmother. There was also a lunch box wrapped in the bag, and the contents inside were spilled, but there was still residual heat on the lunch box.

Holding these heavy loves, she burst into tears.

Yan Xinyuan also turned his back, pinched his eyes, turned his head and gently put his hand on her shoulder, giving silent comfort.

Cheng Zhen stood in the corridor not far away and watched.

"Aren't you going to comfort me?"

Xie Shi'an held the helmet in his hand and leaned against the corner of the corridor, unable to see where she was. Hearing her cry, he shook his head slightly.

She knew that it was useless for others to say more at this time.

As someone who has experienced it, she couldn't be more clear.

The lights in the emergency room went out, and the doctor came out: "Who are Fang Huaiying's family members?"

Jian Changnian wiped away her tears, choked up and said, "I am, I am, how is my grandma?"

The doctor looked at these people in the corridor, and then glanced at her again.

"Where are your parents? Your grandmother is in critical condition and needs a blood transfusion. Come and sign for us so that we can perform the operation."

Jian Chang cried out of breath: "Doctor, doctor, please, can you do the surgery first? I... I don't know where my parents are... There are only me and my grandmother at home..."

The doctor looked embarrassed: "This is not acceptable, the hospital has regulations..."

Yan Xinyuan stepped forward and begged: "Doctor, please, let's do the surgery first. I am the child's coach. Her family is in a special situation. If there are any procedures that need to be signed, I will sign them. If anything happens, I will be responsible." To lose."

The doctor gritted his teeth: "That's fine, you go to sign and pay the fee first."

After the doctor finished speaking, he immediately put on the mask again, turned around and entered the emergency room.

That night, Jian Changnian, who never believed in ghosts and gods, wandered around the door of the emergency room, silently praying to the gods and Buddhas, as long as grandma was safe and sound, even if she had to pay any price.

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The school's teachers and security guards had already gone back first, Yan Xinyuan also sat on a chair to rest, and only Jian Changnian was still standing at the door of the emergency room, looking inside.

The winter in the south is wet and cold, and the north wind blows in from the corridor, and the exhaled breath quickly turns into white mist and disperses in the air.

Jian Changnian breathed on her frozen fingers from time to time, while waiting anxiously.

A voice came from behind.

"Here, have something to drink."

"I don't..." She really wasn't in the mood to eat and drink, and just about to refuse, when she turned around, it turned out to be Xie Shi'an.

The soy milk stuffed in my hand was warm.

Jian Changnian's heart burned, and she shed tears again.

"thanks."

Xie Shi'an distributed the rest to Yan Xinyuan and Cheng Zhen, and Qiao Yuchu hurried over from home when she heard the news.

"How's the situation?"

Xie Shi'an shook his head: "It hasn't come out yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, the lights in the emergency room went out.

Jian Changnian immediately ran over and grabbed the doctor's sleeve.

"Doctor, doctor, how is my grandma?"

The doctor took off his mask and shook his head.

"The situation is not very optimistic. The patient had multiple fractures all over his body, and his spleen ruptured and hemorrhaged. Fortunately, the bleeding has stopped. During the examination, we also found that the patient had brought blood pressure lowering medicine with him. Only after a brain CT scan did we find out that the brain There is an aneurysm in it, affected by the car accident, which is oozing blood, and the bleeding point is still gradually expanding."

The doctor tried to describe it in easy-to-understand language that they could understand: "Now the situation of the car accident has stabilized, but if the tumor in my brain is not removed, my life will still be in danger at any time."

Jian Changnian recalled the time when grandma fell down before, the village doctor hesitated to speak, and urged grandma to go to the hospital for an examination many times, but grandma didn't go, so it was because of this tumor.

When she thought of this, tears fell down.

"Doctor, doctor, we will do any operation, as long as... as long as it can save my grandma's life, please."

The doctor sighed: "Send the patient to the ICU first, come to my office later, and I will tell you the details."

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doctor's office.

Yan Xinyuan went in with Jian Changnian, the other three were waiting outside the door, Xie Shi'an stood against the wall, Cheng Zhen and Qiao Yuchu lay on the door, wanting to hear what the doctor had to say.

"The patient is old, and the risk of surgery is very high, but if the tumor is left alone, the final result will be..." The doctor picked up the film and pointed it out to them.

Before he could finish his sentence, Jian Changnian slid down from the chair, landed on his knees with a plop, and knelt down.

"Doctor, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, please save my grandma, please!"

"Hey, what are you doing, kid, get up quickly." The director, who is over fifty years old, put down the film and quickly helped him up.

"If you decide to do it, raise money as soon as possible. This tumor can't be delayed, the sooner the better."

"How much will it cost?" Yan Xinyuan asked.

The old director hesitated to speak, but with a sense of responsibility to the patient and some pity for the child, he opened his mouth after deliberation: "A conservative estimate is 100,000 yuan. I have a general understanding of your situation. To be honest, even if The operation has been done, the prognosis is not good, and there may be a situation where you will lose your personal wealth..."

He is too aware of how much the 100,000 yuan is a burden for a poor and underage child.

The doctor didn't finish his sentence, but Jian Changnian had already understood in her heart that as a child of a poor family, she also knew what a dollar meant to her, let alone a hundred thousand dollars.

For her at that time, it was an astronomical figure.

The young man kept crying, but his eyes were so determined, without any hesitation.

She bent down deeply: "Doctor, please, please operate on my grandma. I will pay for the operation as soon as possible. She is my only relative in this world."

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After coming out of the doctor's office, Yan Xinyuan went to the other side to make a phone call. The three people in the corridor all stood up and looked at her.

Qiao Yu hesitated to speak at first, but it was Jian Changnian who spoke first.

"They haven't gone back yet."

"Leave when grandma's condition stabilizes." Qiao Yuchu wanted to comfort her a few words, but felt powerless to say anything.

Jian Changnian's face was covered with tears. Seeing them like this, he sniffed and forced a smile.

"It's fine for now, it's getting late, you all go back and rest first."

Xie Shi'an knew that staying here would not be of much help, so he nodded slightly and turned to leave.

She took two steps, but was stopped again.

"Shi'an, Miss Yuchu, and Cheng Zhen..." She called their names one by one, looked at them seriously, bowed to them, weeping and choking.

"thank you very much."

Xie Shi'an and Cheng Zhen rode motorcycles in the traffic to guide her. Qiao Yuchu gave up the time to reunite with her family and ran to the hospital late at night. Even though they didn't say or do anything, they just stood here silently. It is also her great spiritual pillar. Jian Changnian knows that even if she falls down at this moment, there will not be no one behind her.

After coming out of the hospital, Cheng Zhen couldn't bear it.

"Shi'an, Shi'an, you always have the most bad ideas, can we find a way to help her?"

Xie Shi'an ignored him and walked forward expressionlessly.

"Hey, Shi'an, I'm talking to you..." Cheng Zhen still wanted to chase, but was stopped by Qiao Yuchu.

"Can't you see? She's in a bad mood now, don't mess with her, go home early, huh?"

Cheng Zhen finally remembered the matter of her grandfather belatedly, and stuck out her tongue: "I forgot, bah bah bah, what should be hit, eh, what are you doing? How about I send you off?"

Qiao Yuchu threw the helmet to him, caught up with Xie Shi'an in two or three steps, and the two got into the taxi together.

"Take a taxi, pay attention to your own safety on the road."

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Yan Xinyuan's call was to the police station.

"What? Has the culprit been caught yet?"

"Although there are surveillance cameras on the road and people's faces are photographed, this motorcycle is a **** and it will take time to lock it up."

The policeman at the police station answered him in a businesslike manner.

Yan Xinyuan scratched his hair: "Please hurry up, we really need money for surgery here."

After he hung up the phone, he realized that Jian Changnian was watching him quietly not far away.

He got up and walked over, not knowing how to tell her that she hadn't caught the news yet.

"Often miss..."

Instead, Jian Changnian smiled.

"It's okay, Coach Yan, you can go back and rest too. Thank you for today. I can take care of grandma in the hospital alone."

"But..." Yan Xinyuan wanted to say something else.

Jian Changnian shook his head and interrupted him.

"It's really all right, don't you want to train tomorrow? I can hold on, don't worry."

For some reason, Yan Xinyuan always felt that the child's expression was so resolute in just one night, as if he had been completely reborn.

"Oh, well, let the doctor call me if you need anything."

When he was about to turn around and leave, Jian Changnian stopped him again.

"By the way, Coach Yan, I won't participate in tomorrow's training..." Although she was smiling when she said this, smiling was uglier than crying.

"Maybe I have to ask you for a long vacation."

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"The national competition will start next week. Isn't asking for leave at this time equivalent to voluntarily giving up the qualification?"

In the early morning training the next day, there was one person missing from Jian Changnian's position, and some teammates whispered.

"You can't ignore that family member's hospitalization. How do you choose?"

The teammate who was asked scratched his head: "Oh, I don't know, let's train, let's train, Coach Yan is here."

Xie Shi'an was warming up before training, jumped up and smashed the ball hard into the wall.

While they were intensively carrying out the pre-match special training, Jian Changnian saw that her grandmother's condition had generally stabilized, and took time to go home.

Pushing open the courtyard door, seeing the familiar scenery, but no one greeted her with a smile anymore, Jian Changnian's eyes felt hot, and she almost shed tears.

The young man wiped the corners of his eyes, saw that the chickens and ducks were screaming with hunger, went to open the fence first, chopped up wild vegetables and mixed them with feed, and threw them on the ground, watching them happily running around the yard, said in a low voice.

"Eat, eat more."

After finishing all this, she ran back to the back room, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally found the box where grandma hid money in the deepest part of the closet. When she opened it, there were a lot of colorful bills.

Jian Changnian counted, and the total was more than 3,000 yuan including the coins. These were all grandma's savings.

There is also a photo under the box. Grandma only had black and white photos at that time, and the little baby was held in the arms of the old man.

At that time, my grandmother was still young, and her back was not bent by life, and her eyes were still bright.

There is a line of small words printed under the photo:

Taken on March 15, 1996.

the day she was born.

Jian Changnian held the change, looked at this photo, and burst into tears, but she knew that there was not much time left for her.

The young man wiped away his tears with his sleeve, put the photos away, returned the box to its original position, and went to the bedside to sort out some handmade embroidery work done by his grandmother, including insoles, pillow covers, etc., all packed, and other things that could be sold at home. , rice just harvested this year, side dishes in the field and so on.

After finishing all this, she hurried out again with a pen and notebook in her arms.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old children are at the age of strong self-esteem and thin skin, and grandma often teaches her to rely on herself in everything, and not to ask for help if she can, so standing at Zhou Mu's house, facing her parents' complex gazes, Jian often reads: Before he could speak, tears fell, stumbling down the road.

"Uncle...Auntie...I really...have no choice...my grandma...surgery...really needs money...I...I will give you IOUs, and I will definitely pay you back in the future."

Father Zhou frowned and smoked, silent.

She is from the village, and the two children have been playing since they were young. Mother Zhou couldn't bear to see her like this.

"Son, it's not that uncles and aunts don't lend you... 100,000... This... This is also... an astronomical figure for our family."

After hearing her words, Jian Chang knelt down with a plop.

"Uncle and aunt, I know, I don't want so much, you can borrow as much as you can, even if it is a few hundred, I will make it up little by little, please, I only have grandma as my relative!"

"Oh, my child, this can't be done..." Zhou's mother saw her like this, her eyes were red, and she hurried to help her up.

Zhou Mu, who was sitting in the back room doing homework, couldn't listen anymore, threw his pen and rushed out.

"Dad! Mom! From the folks in the village, I also went to Chang Nian's house to eat, help her, help Grandma Jane! I beg you!"

Faced with Jian Changnian's tearful pleading and her daughter's persuasion, Zhou's mother was still shaken, and went to the bedroom to get money, and Zhou's father also followed in. Although the door was closed, the quarrel still came out.

"Are you crazy?! Such a young child, who knows that she will not be able to pay back the money in the future!"

"Then you just have the heart to watch him die when he has nowhere to go?!"

"If our family is a millionaire, don't say one hundred thousand, it's two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, and I'll throw it away with my eyes closed! It's not certain whether this money can be saved, and Mu Mu is about to go to bed. I’m in college! Tuition and living expenses don’t cost money!”

Zhou Mu heard this, rushed to open the door and shouted: "Don't use me as a cover! If you don't save me, I won't be able to attend this school!"

As soon as the words were finished, Zhou's father, who was very angry, slapped Zhou Mu in the face, which made Zhou Mu take a few steps back.

Jian Changnian rushed over to help him stabilize: "It's all right..."

Zhou Mu burst into tears. Seeing her daughter being wronged, Zhou's mother stopped doing it and beat him desperately.

"Why are you beating your daughter! Why are you beating your daughter! You useless bastard, if you get angry, send it to me!"

Full of exhaustion, a mess.

Jian Changnian couldn't stay any longer, she let go of Zhou Mu, bowed to Zhou's father and Zhou's mother with guilt, and then left quietly, wiping away tears as she walked.

Not far away, a familiar call came from the country road.

When she looked back, Zhou Mu chased after her out of breath, with slap marks on her face, and stuffed the plastic bag into her arms.

"Here, it's not a lot of money, but it's the maximum that our family can spend now."

In the plastic bag is a neat 10,000 yuan.

Jian Changnian burst into tears: "Thank you... thank you... thank you uncle and aunt... I... I will definitely return it to you in the future."

On that day, Jian Changnian dragged her blistered feet and went door to door to borrow money. People in the countryside were poor, but there were still people who were willing to help her. Not too little, I gathered a plastic bag.

Who and who lent her how much money and when, Jian Changnian recorded it clearly in the notebook she carried with her.

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon when she got home, and the market in the town was almost over, so there was no delay.

She didn't care about eating, so she collected the money first, and then hurriedly put the packed rice, side dishes, insoles made by grandma, and the chickens and ducks raised at home into cages, and put them on the flatbed cart together, pushing the cart , and rushed to the town.

Because the patterns are beautiful and the stitches are fine, the handicrafts made by grandma are the first to be sold out. In the evening, the crowds in the market dispersed, and Jian Changnian returned home with the unsold items.

She had to catch the last bus into the city to go to the hospital, so even if she hadn't eaten anything for a day, she was already hungry, and she didn't have time to take a bite of hot noodle soup, and hurriedly counted the money she sold today and the money she borrowed , put it in the schoolbag and went out of the courtyard to catch the car.

When she arrived at the hospital bill payment office, Jian Chang wanted to hand in the bill.

"Fang Huaiying in ICU 15, pay today's hospitalization fee."

The doctor glanced at it: "15 beds, handed over today."

One night in the ICU was expensive, and there was only one person who could help her like this, Coach Yan.

Jian Changnian sniffed, collected the bill, and walked towards the inpatient department with heavy steps.

When she walked to the nurse's desk, she was stopped by someone who was a sister nurse who participated in rescuing her grandmother yesterday.

"Hey, you are the family member of bed 15. Your coach came here just now. Here is something for you."

Jian Changnian walked over and saw that it was a cloth bag with a lunch box inside, and a note was pressed under the lunch box.

"Take care of yourself, and slowly figure out a way about money."

Jian Changnian sat on the bench in the corridor of the hospital holding the warm boxed lunch, crying while eating.