Zhao Huanhuan turned around, and a rough-looking man ran desperately with a woman covered in blood.

The man also had a lot of blood on his body.

The blood must have come down from the woman's body.

Dr. Ran Guangwen went out, and when it was almost dawn, the woman was arranged to Lin Xiehe's ward after the operation.

The woman's name is: Shi Desheng.

Looking at the name on the patient's card, Zhao Huanhuan felt a little strange: this was like a man's name.

And the man, the woman's husband, sat in front of the hospital bed like a middle-aged stunned young man.

It was dawn and the woman woke up.

The woman's sister-in-law came to take care of the woman, and the man went back.

Zhao Huanhuan heard the man before leaving, and his sister-in-law called him: "Brother Desheng!" ”

Shi Desheng is a man's name, and it is the name of a woman's husband.

This is strange, why should a woman use her husband's name when she is hospitalized?

When the sister-in-law went to buy food for the woman, the woman wanted to drink water, but she couldn't reach it, so Zhao Huanhuan helped her.

She became cordial to Zhao Huanhuan.

"What's your name?" Zhao Huanhuan did not hide her curiosity.

The woman said, "My name is Liu Ye." ”

"Then why does the patient card have 'Shi Desheng' written on it?"

"That's my husband's name."

"I know."

The little girl of thirteen or fourteen was so smart that she had a smile on her face.

The woman was injured on the neck, and it was the position of the back of the neck, so she wore a neck guard on her neck.

"But you don't know that my husband is a man with an iron rice bowl."

Zhao Huanhuan suddenly understood that Shi Desheng was probably engaged in an organized job, so he had medical insurance, and his hospitalization could be reimbursed, so he let a woman replace his name.

And the doctors and the hospital were willing too.

In the nineties, all over the country was magical.

"Did your husband cut your wounds?"

The little girl once again saw through her secret, and Liu Ye sighed in her heart.

But she didn't hide anything from Zhao Huanhuan.

Perhaps for her, finding a stranger to talk to has found an outlet for herself.

It turned out that Shi Desheng was a violent maniac, often drunk and beat women, and this time he used a knife.

A knife slashed at the woman's neck, and the woman immediately bled profusely.

Seeing so much blood, Shi Desheng panicked and desperately sent the woman to the hospital.

When Liu Ye described this detail, there was a sweet expression on his face.

Hell yes, too.

"So, he still cares about me, he's afraid I'll die, but I'm just drunk and can't control myself......" Liu Ye said.

Zhao Huanhuan said bluntly: "He is afraid that if you have a bad word, you will go to jail!" If you really can't control yourself, why does he know how to send you to the hospital when you are injured? Could it be that in just a few seconds, his wine woke up? ”

Zhao Huanhuan suddenly felt that Liu Ye was a boring woman.

When she talked to her sister-in-law together, her sister-in-law kept advising her: "How can a man not drink?" How can you not hit something and not hit someone when you drink? You see he knows how to be scared now, and he knows how to come to the hospital to take care of you......"

Zhao Huanhuan sighed in her heart: When will women wake up?

Women in the nineties could not wake up.

Liu Ye and Shi Desheng have a son, who is already in middle school, very tall, very handsome, and plays football very well.

When the junior sports school that trains football players came to recruit students, their son got the highest score in the interview, and there was a perfect score for one of them.

"However, I don't have the money to send him to learn football......" Liu Ye confided helplessness to Zhao Huanhuan.

The medical expenses of hospitalization need to be reduced through impersonation, so how can such a family have the funds to cultivate their son's strengths?

You must know that those athletes seem to win glory for the country in international events such as the Olympic Games and the Asian Games, which is very remarkable, and the initial training is spent by their parents themselves.

Poor and rich in martial arts.

In ancient times, it was said that only rich families could afford to practice martial arts.

If the poor don't have enough to eat three meals a day, they still have to work in the fields, so how can they have the strength to practice martial arts?

Invite a good kung fu teacher to teach at home, and the tuition fee is a lot of money.

Therefore, if the children of ancient noble families were not the material for studying, they could not take the road of entering the office, they could also practice martial arts, take the martial arts championship or something, join the army to fight, and glorify their ancestors after making military achievements.

And the children of poor families can only change their fate through studying.

Cutting walls to steal light, hanging beams and piercing stocks, these are all inspirational stories of poor families.

The deeds of the Liu Ye family further stimulated Zhao Huanhuan's desire to make money desperately.

Lin Xiehe's hospitalization fee was quickly used up, and after receiving the payment notice from the hospital, Lin Xiehe was a little stupid.

It's only been a day since I was hospitalized, and the medical bills are gone?

"Call the boss, uncle." Zhao Huanhuan urged Lin Xiehe.

Lin Xiehe gave Zhao Huanhuan's boss the phone, and Zhao Huanhuan took the phone number to the phone booth outside the hospital to call.

I called and talked to my boss.

The boss was swearing on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Huanhuan hung up the phone, and couldn't help but think that Lin Xiehe's medical expenses would be used up in one day, I am afraid that it is because the boss has saved very little money, right?

The boss didn't send the money to the hospital in time, so Lin Xiehe's medicine stopped.

Jiao Xue was very worried about Lin Xiehe, and said, "Will the boss bully the eldest brother who didn't come to the house?" When will the eldest brother's children and other family members arrive? ”

Zhao Huanhuan didn't forget to mend the knife: "Could it be that before they came, the boss would deal with Uncle Xiehe?" ”

"How?" Lin Xiehe's heart was empty.

"First stop the medicine, and then force Uncle Xiehe to be discharged from the hospital, and when the uncle arrives at the construction site, maybe the wound will rot, and then he will have to amputate his leg, or simply bury his uncle, the boss hasn't buried anyone, right?"

The girl's question was suddenly gloomy, and Lin Xiehe's heart was furious.

There was indeed a burial of people on the construction site, it was a Yunnan worker, after being stoned to death in the tunnel, he was directly transported to be buried, saving his family from making trouble.

It's just such a confidential thing, how did the girl know?

The boss came to the hospital the next day to pay the money.

After a day without medicine, Lin Xiehe saw the boss, and there were some more pimples in his heart.

When Zhao Huanhuan asked the boss: "Why didn't you come to send money yesterday?" My uncle was seriously injured! ”

The boss said that he had been short on money recently.

"How is it possible, the boss of such a big project, can't take out tens of thousands, and can't take out thousands? Now that the medical expenses are not happy, will you have to cheat when the compensation is paid in the future? ”

"How do you talk, kid?" The boss looked at Zhao Huanhuan's eyes with anger, "What nonsense are you talking about a little girl?" I haven't seen the injury here, so I'm in a hurry to compensate? ”

"Sooner or later, the matter of compensation will have to be said, the boss is so afraid that we will mention the matter of compensation, does he not plan to pay my uncle money at all?"

In the face of Zhao Huanhuan's questioning, the boss didn't take it seriously at all, dropped 5,000 yuan, and slipped away.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at the five thousand yuan and said to Lin Xiehe: "It won't last for a few days, and this is the medical expenses, won't he give your uncle the money for your meal?" ”

Zhao Huanhuan advanced money for dinner in the past two days.

Lin Xiehe felt a fire in his heart.