"Miss Zhang Zhitao, your father has only been operating for a few days, you should take more care of him, don't you know?"

In the face of Zhang Ping's attending doctor, Dr. Chen, Zhang Zhitao didn't seem to listen, but just blindly asked about Zhang Ping's condition.

"Doctor Chen, is my dad okay, you must save my dad, I ......"

Seeing Zhang Zhitao's worried eyes, Dr. Chen didn't want to blame anything, sighed helplessly, and said helplessly: "Fortunately, I found it in time, and my life was saved." ”

"But don't rejoice too soon, Father's after-effects are much worse than we expected, and something like this can happen a second time at any time, and maybe the next time it won't be so lucky."

Without waiting for Zhang Zhitao to be happy, Dr. Chen's words once again knocked her into the abyss.

Zhang Zhitao didn't know how to get out of the hospital, and Dr. Chen agreed to keep Zhang Ping in the hospital under her request, but the requirement was that Zhang Zhitao should prepare an expensive fee as soon as possible, and this undoubtedly gave her a big problem and a heavy mountain.

As soon as he got out of the hospital, Zhang Zhitao was confused again and became even more desperate.

Dr. Chen told her that Zhang Ping's sequelae would attack at any time, and no one knew what he would do when he had an attack, and what the scene would be.

Will he take a knife and kill her?

I don't know, no one knows.

She also couldn't accept that her father had suffered from intermittent psychosis because of a brain injury, the kind of illness that could flare up at any time.

But does she have a choice?

Acceptance is a choice without choice.

Just, what should she do? Such a huge number is not something that can be solved by going to work.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhitao thought of Xie Qiuhan, maybe to beg him, he would lend her money considering his relationship with her.

This is a crazy idea, Zhang Zhitao knows that there is no hope at all, but in order to grasp the only life-saving straw, she can only put down her dignity and put down her face to beg Xie Qiuhan.

Almost trembling hands dialed out the familiar and unfamiliar number.

"Is there something wrong?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little impatient, and even the tone was full of disgust.

Unconsciously and unconsciously with tears in Zhang Zhitao's eyes, he rolled and slipped uncontrollably. Not long ago, the owner of that cold voice was her former lover, and they were both ready to get married.

An accident, stranger to them, and now she has to beg him cheekily, God's arrangement is not cruel.

"It's okay, I'm hanging."

"Wait......" Zhang Zhitao hurriedly spoke, for fear that she would not have the courage to dial again if she hung up the phone over there.