The old man who blows the sorrowful flute

  Escorting the patient for a CT scan and back, Yao Ziye sat on the stool beside the bed to catch his breath.

  A small hand slipped out from under the quilt, and gently picked it up to put it back in. As she turned her hand over, she saw the tender palm, pale skin, and translucent skin like a cicada's wing.

  In an instant, he was as if manipulated by something, and took his finger to gently press on the center of her palm.

  A faint white palm suddenly appeared with a red smoke, like throwing a stone into the lake, and the ripples spread out, looking like a red plum blossom that had burst forth overnight, beautiful to the extreme.

  Her heart was shaken by this strange phenomenon, and she actually held her hand for a long time without letting go.

  Gao Daxiao pushed open the curtain of the emergency room and walked in, seeing him like this, teased him: "Old Master Yao, do you think others are ugly? Look at yourself now."

  He calmly put her small hand into the quilt and turned to ask him, his tone serious and changing the subject: "Weren't you taken away by the doctor for questioning? What did he say?"

  "Lu Jun was threatened by the doctor to sign, and didn't know when he could contact the patient's family." As he said this, Gao Dashi brushed his short hair on his forehead, like a heroic warrior sighing in autumn, "I think these 500 yuan are not worth it."

  The one who was grieving was not him, but rather Comrade Junye.

  Yao Ziye also found it amusing but didn't dare laugh.

  It seems like you've just been scolded by a doctor and your face looks terrible as you walk in with big strides.

  Gao Dashi immediately shut his mouth: Master Jun's face at this moment is like that of Yanluo Wang.

  "She's sleeping like this now, she might have to stay overnight. The hospital won't let us leave, they're afraid of being held responsible if something happens." Lu Jun was emotionally agitated, but on principle he didn't dare slack off one bit, "You all go back by car first. I'll stay here and accompany her until her family comes to pick her up."

  Gao Daxiao and Yao Ziyi exchanged a glance: they both thought that the next play would definitely be great to watch, there was no reason not to stay and watch it, presumably the brothers in the car all thought so.

  Anyway, they have finished their task and come back. It doesn't matter if they return to school a bit late. Besides, if the school hears that they are emulating Lei Feng's behavior, they will definitely ask them to stay longer.

  Both publicly and privately, they all leaned towards staying behind. Gaodai Shuai, representing all the brothers on the vehicle, hypocritically patted Jun Ye's shoulder: "We are born-to-die brothers, how can we possibly let you stay behind alone?"

  Jun Ye was still Jun Ye, even when being scolded by others, his expression didn't change: "If you want to stay, then stay." After saying that, he himself went outside to find another place to spend the night.

  The two people left looked at each other in dismay.

  "Yao Dàye, you want to stay and accompany the beauty, I'll go with Jun Ye." Gāo Dàshuài wanted to stay and watch the show, but not really wanting to stay overnight to take care of the patient, planning to find a place to take a nap.

  "Don't go too far away, if something happens I won't be able to call you." Yao Ziye instructed.

  They went out on a mission and didn't even bring their personal mobile phones.

  "Alright." With a single response, Gao Dali rushed out to find someone to continue chatting with.

  Looking back at the small face on the bed, without the ugly glasses covering it, under the lamp light, I can see the delicacy of the skin and the precision of the features. It's not the most beautiful proportion, but there's another kind of moving beauty.

  Yao Ziye stared at this face as if he wanted to carve it into his mind.

  The Night of the Grand Wedding

  One night, Manman slept very soundly and was unconscious. When she woke up, everything around her was white, and she immediately guessed that she was in the hospital. Unlike before, it was quiet all around, with no one accompanying her, not even Chuyan. Thinking of what her father had told her before she left, this person really went out of town, once something happened, she would be left alone with no relatives to turn to, ending up in a lonely situation.

  At the beginning of summer, she chased after the off-road vehicle in a hurry, with nothing on her but a few hundred yuan stuffed in her pants pocket. She wondered if she should call Chunxia, and not let her father worry about it at home.

  After getting up, I felt much better. My stomach didn't feel as uncomfortable as before. I don't know if it was because of the medicine or because I got off the car and slept for a while to recharge my energy.

  An intravenous drip was inserted into the back of my hand, and I saw two or three bottles hanging from the metal frame. Three strips of adhesive tape were stuck to my body, connecting three electric wires to a small machine on the bedside table.

  Manman was scared. Not because she thought she was seriously ill, but because from her past experience of being hospitalized, she knew that this thing called a monitor could really burn a hole in one's pocket.

  Just then, a nurse came over, saw she was awake and asked her about her condition, and took her temperature.

  "How much did I spend last night?"

  "What?" The young nurse was stunned at first, then came to her senses and realized that this was a question about the medical expenses. She said, "I'll help you check on the computer."

  After about ten minutes, the nurse came to take her temperature and told her the answer: "As of this morning, there were more than 3,600." She didn't forget to remind her: "You haven't paid your hospital deposit. In addition to settling the remaining payment, you need to pay an additional deposit of 5,000 yuan."

  More than three thousand six hundred?

  Only one night burned more than 3,600 yuan?

  How was it burned?

  In the past, I spent three days in the emergency room and the cost of IV fluids was less than 1,000 yuan.

  One's own illness is most clear to oneself, and it definitely won't cost this much.

  His mind was blown by this astonishing number.

  Seeing Little Nurse Bai's white figure about to float out of the curtain, Manman chased after her and shouted: "I'm going to be discharged now."

  The nurse turned around sharply and stared at her in a frightening manner: "What are you talking about leaving the hospital? You're now a patient who has received a critical illness notice. If you leave, our hospital won't be responsible!"

  Isn't this discharge still not letting people out?

  What Driver Wang said is absolutely right, hospitals are money-making machines that run all day long, and it's even more terrifying here.

  She decisively pulled off the wires connected to her body, yanked out the infusion needle from the back of her hand, jumped down from the bed. Fortunately, the hospital staff hadn't changed her clothes or pants yet, so the money in her pocket was still there. She retrieved her glasses from the bedside table and put them back on her nose. Luckily, there was a pen on the table, she picked up a cigarette box from the floor, tore off the cardboard, wrote a line of words and her phone number on it, stating that she wasn't running away without paying the medical bill, but going to get the money to pay it back, and stuck it under the monitor.

  Taking advantage of the nurse's busy morning shift, Manman slipped out of the hospital.

  Flag down a car and get yourself to the nearest highway exit. Find a public phone and call Xiaoman, tell her what happened last night.

  At the beginning of summer, I heard that she was sent to the hospital and was "slaughtered" for a while. Du Yu hurriedly drove her to the place where she said, but the traffic jam had not completely cleared. The small truck driven by Chun Xia stopped and started, and it took time to get to Manman's location.

  At this time, because Gao Daliang left to go to the toilet while taking care of the patient for Yao Ziyi, he only discovered that the patient was gone when he came back.

  The hospital was like a pot boiling over.

  The cleaning aunt who cleaned up early in the morning swept away the cigarette paper with Manman's note into the trash bag.

  The patient had no money to pay for medical expenses and running away was not something he hadn't tried before. Three thousand six hundred was not a small amount.

  A group of medical staff had no choice but to grab hold of this group of men who sent the patient and demand that they confess.

  Lu Jun's dark face eased a bit in the middle of the night, and by dawn he was woken up by someone saying that the patient had escaped and he needed to pay back the debt. He rushed out with a black pot on his head.

  It's not just tall and handsome now, all brothers unanimously think: This 500 yuan is earned, not a single loss.

  Digression

  Someone mentioned updating, this article was previously a placeholder, and I'll come back to write it after finishing another one. Fat mom admits to being a digger, never stopped updating.

  Fat Mama updates at night, but it's okay if you guys are used to checking in the morning, anyway Fat Mama updates every day. (*^__^*)

  It seems like this collection has risen in value... maybe it's because of the academy's influence.