Chapter 183: Where's My Daughter?

Ye Wudao's nose was a little pantothenic: "Old brother, I suffered." ”

The mouse smiled stupidly: "For the sake of my daughter, no matter how hard it is, it's worth it." ”

Ye Wudao said: "Let's go, go and see my goddaughter." ”

The two agreed when they were in high school that when they had children with each other, they would recognize each other as their righteous sons and daughters.

The mouse said: "If Wan'er knew that she had a godfather who was the boss, she would definitely be very happy!" ”

On the way, Ye Wudao asked about her daughter's situation.

The girl's name is Wan'er, and she is the name that the mouse chose after two days of looking up the dictionary.

When Wan'er was just born, she weighed seven pounds, and her body bones have always been quite healthy.

But when she was three years old, she suddenly had a high fever, which never went away, and went to the hospital for examination, only to learn that it was congenital heart disease.

This disease requires a high cost of surgery, and with the economic conditions of the mouse, it is simply not able to support it.

The mouse did not give up, he sold all the family property to treat his daughter, but even so, the cost of the operation was still out of reach.

Now that the mouse is only left with flesh and blood and strength, in order to make up for the medical expenses, he can only work day and night, eating only two meals a day.

Even in order to supplement his daughter's nutrition, he also went to sell blood.

His body has long been overdrawn.

is middle-aged, but he looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, and is often mistaken for Wan'er's grandfather.

Ye Wudao patted the mouse on the shoulder: "What about my brother and sister?" She shouldn't have gone to work and was in the hospital with the child. ”

The mouse suddenly fell silent, his eyes reddened.

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "She is already dead." ”

"Huh?" Ye Wudao frowned.

Judging from the reaction of the mouse, the "younger sibling" is definitely not as simple as "dead".

However, the mouse refuses to say, there must be something unspeakable.

Ye Wudao was not aggressive, so he had to change the topic: "Then who takes care of Wan'er in the hospital on weekdays?" "The mobile phone side of the second memory provides you with wonderful \ novel reading.

The mouse said: "I don't have the money to let Wan'er live in the ward, so I have to stay in the hospital utility room temporarily. ”

"The cleaning aunt in charge of the utility room is my fellow villager, and when I go to work, she helps me take care of it."

Live in the utility room!

Ye Wudao's heart was touched.

At such a young age, this child has suffered hardships that adults may not be able to endure.

It reminded him of himself.

The two can be regarded as sympathetic to each other.

Soon, the two arrived at the hospital.

Unexpectedly, this hospital turned out to be Renai Hospital, where Xu Dahai used to work.

The vice president of this hospital is still Ye Wudao's cheap apprentice...... Although Ye Wudao has always refused to admit it.

The rat took Ye Wudao to the utility room and knocked on the door gently.

A snarky woman's voice came from inside the door: "Who, disturb my rest." ”

The mouse hurriedly bowed and said: "Sister Wang, it's me, mouse." ”

"Where's my daughter?"

Sister Wang said impatiently: "Aren't you supposed to be at the construction site now, why did you come back?" ”

The mouse said, "Oh, I met a friend and asked for leave. ”

Sister Wang said: "Your daughters are dying, don't you hurry up and make money to save your daughter, are you embarrassed to ask for leave?" I really don't have a conscience. ”

The mouse asked again: "Sister Wang, please open the door, my friend wants to meet my daughter." ”

Sister Wang said impatiently: "That little beggar is at the opposite door." ”

"What?" The mouse suddenly became a little anxious: "Sister Wang, you ...... How can you let my daughter live there? ”

Sister Wang said: "Nonsense, I'll rest in the utility room." The little beggar was always making noise, which interfered with my rest. ”