If it goes well, grandpa should be able to complete the hospitalization procedures in the afternoon and move in. Lin Xiaojin is also going to go home to get dinner and bring food to his grandfather.

But as soon as he got home, Lin Xiaojin unexpectedly found that his grandfather was at his house.

Seeing Lin Xiaojin come back, Lin Minsheng was of course very happy. I haven't seen my precious grandson in months. The grandfather and grandson chatted happily, if it weren't for Lin Minsheng's serious heart attack, he would still want the three of them to drink two cups.

At this time, Lin Xiaojin asked about the operation.

Father Lin Guoqiang shook his head in frustration and said, "Alas, we have no money and no power, so we have to wait." ”

Lin Minsheng was very calm and explained to Lin Xiaojin: They went to the best heart and brain disease hospital in the city - Haitong Brain Hospital. However, it is precisely because the reputation of the brain hospital is too great that the number of beds has always been tight.

Moreover, yesterday, another major safety production accident occurred in Haitong City. An explosion occurred at a chemical plant, killing three people and injuring more than sixty people.

All Class A hospitals had to do their best to treat the wounded, so the surgeries that could be delayed were not done for the time being.

As a result, Lin Minsheng did not arrange a bed, let alone make an appointment for surgery, so he had to come back first and wait for news from the hospital.

Lin Xiaojin had already planned to call Wu Debiao, and he remembered that Wu Debiao had promised him to help solve all the matters of his grandfather's operation.

But when he listened to his grandfather's words, he understood. After all, human lives are at stake, and it is also necessary to free up precious medical resources and rescue the wounded. So, Lin Xiaojin wanted to let go of the call to Wu Debiao in advance.

Who knew that at this time, Lin Guoqiang said angrily:

"Dad, you are so good-tempered, so you always suffer. What is the 'shortage of beds'? What is the 'rescue of the critically injured'? It's just a lie to an honest person like you. I see, the beds are not tight at all!"

Lin Xiaojin said in surprise: "Dad, what's going on?"

Lin Guoqiang sighed and said: "Who let us have no money and no power." I also believed the doctor, whose surname was Peng, and he was in his forties and wore a pair of glasses.

"I looked pretty solid at first. He explained to us that the beds were tight and that he had to spare his hands to treat the wounded, so he told us to go home and wait for news.

And I believed. But before I could walk out of Dr. Peng's room, another young man with glasses came in. He didn't look like he was coming to see a doctor, but like he was doing things for his boss.

As soon as he came in, he asked Dr. Peng if he had a bed. Dr. Pang immediately looked respectful and promised that there was a bed. ”

Lin Xiaojin couldn't help but guess: "Then they probably made an appointment in advance." ”

Lin Guoqiang nodded and said, "I had the same idea as you at first, thinking that this young man was here to help his boss inquire, and he must have made an appointment a few days ago."

So, I walked out of the consultation room with your grandfather. After taking five or six steps, I forgot to close the door and walked back to close the door of the clinic.

"Who knows, as I closed the door, I could see clearly through the gap that had not yet closed - the young man was stuffing a thick envelope into the pocket of Dr. Peng's white coat.

"You've seen the doctor's white coat, the pocket is big, an envelope is stuffed in, and it's gone in no time. If I hadn't happened to see this action, how would I have thought that there was such a thick envelope in that pocket?" Lin Guoqiang said angrily.

"I see. Lin Xiaojin suddenly realized that this doctor surnamed Peng turned out to be a red envelope collector. Moreover, the doctor arranged a bed for the young man's boss after receiving the red envelope, no wonder Lin Guoqiang was angry.

"It's not over yet," Lin Guoqiang continued, "Later, when I went to get the medicine for your grandfather, I passed by the door of the clinic again. This time, I saw the man surnamed Peng nodding his head and leading the way in front.

She was followed by a chubby, middle-aged woman. I could see clearly that this person surnamed Peng actually took this patient to the inpatient department in person.

"I followed all the way to the inpatient department. This time, I not only saw it clearly, but also heard it clearly, the doctor surnamed Peng called the woman 'Mrs. Director'.

The person surnamed Peng also greeted the head nurse and asked the head nurse to take more care. The head nurse arranged a separate room for the woman. ”

Lin Xiaojin also said angrily when he heard this: "Oh, I understand. No wonder, you just said that we have 'no money and no power'. It turns out that as long as you have money or power, you can arrange a bed. ”

"Not really. Lin Guoqiang shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, we are the lives of the poor." ”

Liu Cuilan, who was on the side, also explained: "Forget it, Lao Lin, it's already good that we can have money to treat my father." There will always be beds, and we are not in a hurry to do so. ”

Lin Minsheng also persuaded: "Yes, my illness is not a day or two, I have been waiting for several years, what does it matter if I delay it for a few more days!"

Lin Guoqiang was speechless and took a sullen sip of inferior soju. I sulked during the day today, and there was no way to dispel it, so he had to turn the finger on Lin Xiaojin:

"Stinky boy, do you see? In this society, whoever has money and power is the uncle. You kid still don't fight for me, not only is he not good at reading, but his head is a tendon, and he always causes trouble for me. ”

As he spoke, he took another sip of soju, slapped the table and said:

"Stinky boy, you listen to me, if you don't study hard for me again, and I don't pass the exam in the future, I will break your legs. In the future, I will never go to your parent-teacher conference again, and it will only be a shame to go. ”

"Alright, alright. Liu Cuilan listened to Lin Guoqiang's words, and said dissatisfiedly: "You have no ability to be a father, you have been angry with others outside, and you have spread your anger on the child." ”

Saying that, Liu Cuilan turned around and complained to Lin Xiaojin: "Xiaojin, you are indeed not good. It always makes us angry. People's parents, adopted sons and daughters, are called well-behaved.

"Let's take Zhao Qinning, who is at Uncle Zhao's house next door, and you are classmates in the same school in elementary and junior high school. Since he was in high school, he hasn't bothered his parents.

"Every time I get a result, I can get in the top 10 of my class. Alas, it's the same parents, why are your dad and I so uneasy?"

At this time, even his grandfather Lin Minsheng, who usually protects Lin Xiaojin, couldn't help but say two words:

"Xiaojin, don't blame your parents for talking about you. Take today's incident in the hospital as an example, our little people who have no money and no power just can't do anything. So, the family is looking forward to your future success, do you hear?"