"You now owe thirty-nine thousand four hundred and seventy-one five. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "The nurse at the toll window is through the thick glass," said Oki Manyu.

Wan Yu's heart sank, he knew that he owed money to the hospital, but he didn't expect it to be so much. He leaned over to the toll window and begged the nurse, "Can you give me a few more days, I'll pay the money as soon as possible." ”

The nurse didn't raise her head, just crackled on the keyboard, "It's like you, the hospital can't open?"

Wan Yu's heart was on fire, and he wanted to say a few words to the nurse, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back. He thought that his mother was still hospitalized here, and offending the people in the hospital was tantamount to asking for hardship. Wan Yu said with a smile on his face: "Sister, I really have to find someone to find a way, just give me a few days, it won't take too long, really!"

The nurse stopped tapping on the keyboard and said, "I can't be the master, you go to the doctor." After speaking, she glanced at the screen and added, "You should at least pay for the chemotherapy first." ”

Wan Yu was stunned and didn't react: "The money for chemotherapy?"

"Is the patient still going to do this procedure?" said the nurse impatiently.

Wan Yu's heart tightened, he swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I'll pay the cost of chemotherapy first, you wait for me for a while." ”

He walked down the hallway, out the back door of the hall, to the hospital's parking lot. At the end of the parking lot is a circular shaded corridor with large green creepers hanging from the ceiling.

Annoyed, Wan Yu sat down on the stone bench in the hallway, and he pulled out his cigarette case, trying to smoke a cigarette to relieve his pressure, but found that the cigarette case was empty. He flattened the empty cigarette case, and then, he remembered, he had gone to borrow money from a friend yesterday, and as soon as we met, he handed his friend a cigarette, and then stuffed the empty cigarette case back into his trouser pocket.

My friend smoked his cigarette and was very polite, but he just refused to lend him money, saying that he couldn't do business. Wan Yu had to return in the end, he knew in his heart that this friend might not be in contact in the future, and some friends, once the word "money" was mentioned, the friendship would be broken.

Who said that talking about money hurts feelings? Wan Yu thought, squeezed the empty cigarette case in his hand, and sighed again.

He has borrowed all the relatives and friends who can borrow them, and he has taken all the things that he can do.

Only the house remains.

Wan Yu's house is in the countryside, close to the road, and is two small tiled houses. Who would want to buy it? Even if someone was willing to buy it, would they want her mother to sleep on the streets after being discharged from the hospital?

He remembered what his mother's attending doctor said: "Your mother found out early, as long as you are actively treated, the situation is still relatively optimistic." ”

But now, Wanyu was left with despair, he hugged his head in pain and wanted to cry.

I don't know how long it took for Wan Yu to straighten up and slowly stand up. He made up his mind to save his mother first, and then talk about everything else.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the city, a small red car slowed down and stopped on the side of the road. The driver was a bearded young man, and after parking, he did not rush to leave, but took out his mobile phone and started making calls.

About two hours later, Man Yue walked out of an agency, his saliva was running dry, and the agency was still reluctant to sign an agreement with him. In their eyes: the house in the countryside, the area is small, and it is really not worth selling to others.

Wan Yue saw a grocery store across the street, and he wanted to walk over to buy a pack of cigarettes, but reached into his pocket to find that only a few coins were left.

Wan Yu smiled bitterly and counted the coins, a total of five yuan and five jiao.

Is it to cross the street and buy a pack of cigarettes, or to buy an egg cake, or to buy a bottle of mineral water and then buy a cake?

But Wan Yu didn't buy anything in the end, and he walked slowly along the sidewalk in the direction of the hospital. His stomach began to cramp, but he tried not to think about it.

A scent of fragrance came and Wan Yu found himself walking to the door of a small restaurant. He raised his head and saw the "Xiang Come Again" sign hanging on the door of the restaurant, and his face became a little ugly. Because, this small restaurant once belonged to him.

In 2010, after he was released from prison, with his mother's consent, he scraped together some money and opened a small restaurant.

Man Yue's cooking skills are not superb, but his service attitude is good, his response is fast, and the restaurant is reasonably priced and the dishes are sufficient, so the business is not bad. Later, he couldn't keep himself busy, so he recruited a few small workers to help. A few years have passed, his store has gradually expanded, and some people have even approached him to discuss joining and opening a branch.

However, before the branch could open, his mother fell ill.

Wan Yue couldn't understand what "invasive ductal carcinoma of the left breast" meant on the diagnosis, but he knew what cancer meant. He reluctantly sold the restaurant and began to treat his mother.

But the cost of treating breast cancer was far greater than he could have imagined. The money he made from the sale of the restaurant was like a stone thrown into a deep well, and immediately disappeared without a trace.

Now, he is in debt, not to mention that he still owes tens of thousands of dollars to the hospital. If we don't fill this hole, I'm afraid the hospital will have to rush people.

"Hello and welcome. A greeter standing at the door thought that Wan Yu was a guest who had come to dine, and quickly put on a warm smile.

Wan Yu hurriedly waved his hand, he quickened his pace, and left "Xiang again". He was afraid that some former acquaintances in the restaurant would see his depressed appearance, and he didn't realize that he was walking faster and faster, as if someone was chasing him.

After walking for about ten minutes in one breath, Wan Yu couldn't walk anymore, so he stopped, held on to a tree on the side of the road, and gasped for breath.

When he looked up, he could already see the building of the Central Hospital not far away. Wan Yu's heart was sour, and he mustered up the courage to go to the hospital again. He secretly prayed that the doctor would take pity on him and give him a few more days.

With heavy footsteps, he slowly walked into the hospital building, then walked through the corridor to the inpatient department at the back. A family member of a patient happened to meet him and said hello to him.

Wan Yu went upstairs with a heavy heart, and found that his mother's attending doctor was not in the duty room, so he had to return to the outpatient clinic, but the doctor was not in the outpatient room either. Seeing that it was about to be the doctor's end time, in desperation, he came to the charging window again.

There were a lot of people in line, and Wan Yu didn't have the courage to plead in front of so many people, so he had to sit on the chair next to him first. He watched the long queue for payment slowly shorten until the toll window was finally empty, and then he quickly trotted a few steps and rushed to the window.

The nurse looked up and recognized him at a glance: "What's wrong?"

Wan Yu's hand unconsciously retracted into his pocket, and when he touched the coins, he was suddenly embarrassed: "I want to discuss it with you." ”

"I believe in freedom, I believe in hope......" The mobile phone rang suddenly, startling Wanyu. He quickly made an apologetic look at the nurse, and then hurriedly pulled out his phone. The incoming call was an unfamiliar number, and he pressed to answer.

"Boss!" Wan Yu was full of doubts, he looked at the screen again, it was indeed an unfamiliar number.

"You made a mistake. ”

"Aren't you Wanyu?"

Hearing the other party's name accurately called, Wan Yu began to get nervous, he instinctively suspected that the other party was a fraud, but he was already so poor, there were still people who wanted to scam him! He hung up the phone angrily.

A few seconds later, the phone rang again, and it was still the same number as before.

Wan Yu picked it up in annoyance, and when he was about to scold, the other side preemptively said: "Boss, I am the foreman of 'Xiang Zailai', not a liar." Your phone number was given to me by Xiao Wei. ”

Xiao Wei is the head chef of the store and an old man, Wan Yu is still very vigilant when he hears this: "I have nothing to do with 'Xiang Come Again', what are you going to do?"

"I'm reporting to you. ”

"Report?" Wan Yu was confused, "Report what?"

"Your friend has bought the restaurant back, and now you're the owner of Fragrant Return. When you're free, come back to the store, he has something for you. ”

Wan Yu's mind was in a mess: "What friend?

There was a smile on the other side of the phone, and it was a young female voice: "Boss, if you are not busy now, come over, it is better to meet, we are waiting for you in the store." ”

Wan Yu hung up the phone and was about to go out when the nurse stopped him.

"What did you just do?"

Wan Yu then remembered that he was going to plead with the nurse, and he hesitated for a while before whispering, "I have something I want to discuss with you." ”

"What are you discussing? Didn't you pay all the money?"

"What?!" Wan Yu was taken aback, he clung to the edge of the form-filling table outside the toll window, "When did you pay it? Why don't I know?" He immediately thought that it must have been a mistake on the part of the hospital.

The nurse said impatiently, "Just now, when you were on the phone there, a man handed it to you." She added, "Oh, yes, a guy with a lot of beard. ”

Wan Yu immediately turned his head to look, but he didn't see anyone with a lot of beard. His heart was beating wildly, still in disbelief, "Could you please check it again?"

The nurse reluctantly typed on the keyboard for a moment.

"Make no mistake, just pay the money you owe. ”

"The money for chemotherapy has also been paid?" Wan Yu's eyes widened.

"Handed it over!" said the nurse angrily, "Do you want to return the money? When this is Taobao?" she slammed the glass window door shut, blocking Wanyu out.

Wan Yu thought that someone must have made a mistake. He struggled for a while: If he found this person and returned the money to him, what would his mother do? But even if he wanted to, he would not be able to come up with the money at all. But if you continue to pretend to be stupid and make a mistake like this, what will happen to that person's relatives?

Wan Yu walked over to the edge of his chair and sat down heavily. He couldn't help but think: Life is really ironic, when I had no money just now, I was in great pain, but now that the money has been handed in, new troubles have arisen.

At this time, he received a message with only six numbers: 220100.

Wan Yu glanced at the unfamiliar number, and decided to go to "Xiang Zailai" first to see what the situation of that so-called friend was.

However, there were no friends waiting for him in "Xiang Again", only some supporting documents handed over to him by Xiao Wei, and an envelope. The envelope is red, with some festive patterns printed on it, as well as four words, "auspicious people and heavenly appearances".

Man Yue opened the envelope and a bank card fell out of it.

He stared at the bank card in a daze, someone helped him pay the medical bills, someone helped him buy his own store, and finally left him a card.

If it's a scam, the cost to these scammers is too great.

Wan Yu let out a long sigh: "He didn't say his name?"

Xiao Wei shook his head.

"And what does he look like?"

Xiao Wei gestured and said: "Very tall, dressed very dirty, wearing glasses, with a big beard, I am not sure how old I am." ”

After hearing this, Wan Yu had no clue, he didn't know such a person at all.

"Bearded?" he suddenly remembered the description of the hospital nurse, could it be that this person and the person who paid the fee were the same person?

He quickly rushed to the ATM across the street, pulled out the card, and inserted it into the card slot.

Man Yue pressed the six numbers "220100" on the keyboard. A few seconds later, he saw the balance on the card: 2,201,000.

Wan Yu was stunned.

He looked at the screen and counted five times, and finally determined that the money in the card was two million two hundred and twenty thousand and one thousand.

Man Yue took out the card, reinserted it into the card slot, entered the password, and checked it repeatedly, but the amount in the card was still so much.

He put away his bank card and felt dizzy, this sudden "cake" falling from the sky was really incredible.

He pulled out his phone again and looked at the unfamiliar number that gave him the password.

He's almost certain now that it's not a scam. Trembling, he dialed an unfamiliar number.

"The number you dialed is empty. ”

Wan Yu was a little frustrated, this person didn't want to be found by him at all.

He crouched down on the edge of the ATM, causing the bank security guard to stare at him for a few moments before looking away.

So, why this number, and does it have any special meaning?

If you remove all the following zeros, it is 2201.

This number is a bit familiar.

Wan Yu suddenly jumped up, startling the security guard.

Wan Yu pushed open the glass door and stood on the side of the road, anxiously looking around, trying to see everyone who passed by. It's him! It's the ugly but stubborn young man, the man with the number 2201, the man who doesn't care about life and death, but quietly weeps in the dark night.

But Wan Yu only saw countless strangers, passing by him on the bustling streets. He didn't find the face in his memory, so he turned away. But his shoulders were shaking, like excitement, like gratitude, like sobbing.

Opposite him, in a car in the distance, a bearded man was looking at him with emotion.

Seeing Wan Yu disappear on the street corner, the expression on the bearded man's face gradually changed from mild to cold. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, and he said softly, "All those who have helped me and given me warmth, I have repaid your kindness." Next, it's the turn of those who go to hell. ”