One Hundred Years (29)

Seeing the income chart constantly going down, the people who watched it were terrified.

There is no way to falsify the data, even if the homepage and official website are written with various top ten units and model enterprises.

casually flipped through the Ganji network and saw a century-old recruitment resume, and tried to submit a resume of his own.

Thinking about whether the probability of seeing my mother is higher if the position is higher, only the salesman remains.

When I got home in the afternoon, my resume was already approved.

It looks like 100 years is in crisis, right? I didn't expect it to be enough, so I had to prepare for the interview.

Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, I'm studying marketing anyway.

The interview questions should not be big, but I am afraid that I will not be able to see my mother if I go.

Anyway, if she comes to see me, she won't see my dad.

I might as well have preemptively struck me, but I even thought it was just a perfunctory sign that she came to see me.

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When I got home, I brought dinner to my dad in the evening, and I don't know if I gave my dad a big bite yesterday.

Today's dad is very weak, and he doesn't eat when he sees me alone.

Lying like that, it seemed that I had no strength to answer me.

Looking at the crowdfunding on his mobile phone, Dad's medical expenses have stagnated at about 90,000.

The improvement is getting slower and slower, and when I refresh the homepage, I find that it is no longer there.

At first glance, it seems that it just fell down an hour ago.

The current homepage is a family with severe burns, click in to take a look.

It takes 200,000 yuan for treatment, and in just this time, it has reached 150,000.

I looked at the content of the article, and there was a comparison between the burned child and the previous art photos.

The white gauze seemed to wrap around my hand, and I couldn't bear to turn it off without doing anything about it.

It was much more pitiful than my father, who was just a thin patient lying in a hospital bed.

Helpless, it backfired.

Maybe it's really the same as what Dad himself said, he knows that he is almost there. It's better to let him feel at ease when he leaves, or be happier.

I pushed my dad's shoulder and said, "Are you still drinking?" ”

Dad stretched out his hand, waved his hand at me, and said weakly, "My body is really not good." ”

It seems that Dad's body is really unbearable, and this drinking or fake wine has become like this.

I don't know if there is a psychological effect in it, and I can't tell my dad that he drank fake wine.

I sat with my father for a while, and I didn't say a word about going to Rhubarb Village.

It's almost time, and I've packed up the dinner I've brought with me and I'm ready to head home.

When I went out, I didn't expect to see the doctor who was patrolling again, and the doctor also came over to talk to me.

"I don't think your dad seems to be optimistic, how is the money for the operation prepared?" The doctor said.

It's just over 90,000, and it's almost stopped growing. Of course, I couldn't say that, I thought about it and said, "I guess it's going to be soon, I've seen almost 100,000 before." It's only been a few days, how long can it be delayed? ”

"It's a quarter, that's good news, it's only been a few days. But with all the bad things to say, I suggest that the sooner the surgery is done, the better. After all, you know how about your grandmother? You didn't make a fuss when you went back, did you? Actually, I think your grandmother has a point. But after all, it's not a generational thing, and she didn't scold me when I went back, right? Is that the kind of person who goes around talking bad about the hospital and me? The doctor said.