One Hundred Years (10)
"I was almost surrounded by your old man, and the money is your old man's business? I'm only responsible for healing, you can't trouble us if you don't have money, right? The doctor said.
"Money is my thing? You have parents, right? There are grandparents too, right? It can't be conjured out of thin air, right? Do they work hard, hard for a lifetime? In those days, it wasn't a salary of a few hundred dollars? Who can count thousands of months? Later, there was a big boss, and there were 10,000 yuan households. 10,000 households are amazing, but what about before? Who can have a rich man? If you have a thing, 45,000 is their life savings, right? Don't steal or rob 500,000? There were only so many people in the past, and I don't know how old I am now. Who are we in the past for? Is it just for the sake of old age and this illness? Grandma said.
The doctor was instantly speechless, and I was all wrapped up in my grandmother.
Indeed, there is nothing wrong with grandma's logic and even in the logic of the public.
For a while, the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing.
Grandma snorted coldly and continued: "Who is unreasonable? In the past, people worked hard all their lives to be bullied? If I were tens of thousands of dollars a month in the past, would we be here to ink with you for 500,000 surgery fees? The question is, who can? I have forty thousand, and I don't give them all to you? I still have a life, so you can take it, right? ”
I grabbed my grandmother, and the doctor was taken aback by the old man's actions.
The doctor said, "Don't you get excited? We'll figure it out for you. Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, right? ”
I immediately said, "The doctor told me that I would be able to raise money." Doctor, you go first, I'll advise you here. ”
Grandma was pinned to the spot by me, and she shouted, "Let go, you are telling me about your father's illness again." And what is that liver for, and how did it go bad? ”
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Back in the room, Dad put the lunch box aside and fell asleep.
The meals were obviously made by my grandmother with care, and at least every time the meal looked light.
It's a pity that Dad's appetite is not very good, and he has always eaten very little.
I even suspected that my dad was in pain, but he wouldn't say it.
But no matter whether it hurts or not, there are no 500,000 at home, and there is no way to change this liver.
I went to work for half a day the next day, and went to the neighborhood committee with my residence permit and doctor's advice.
Not to mention that what the doctor said does exist, the staff heard that the people who came to get the certificate were very careful.
But when asked about the patient's condition, the staff was stunned when I took out my ID card and household registration book.
After asking for a long time, I got stuck on the work unit.
I haven't had a job for more than 20 years, and I can only fill in the unemployed there.
The staff frowned and said, "The patient is not working?" This is logically not allowed to be stamped for you. It's a bit big, and I can't be the master. ”
"Why?" I said.
A colleague from the staff on the side said something in his ear, and his face was intended to make the other party reject me.
But the other party was still a little hesitant, thinking about it and said, "That's it, I'll help you ask the director." See what he says? ”
"Thank you." I said.
The staff took it and went to the room inside. After a while, he walked out embarrassedly and said, "The director means to let you take this blank piece of paper and write your name." If the blank paper can fill the neighborhood with signatures, this chapter will be stamped for you. You can also be considerate of our neighborhood committee, and we will give you another red clay here. ”
I took a look, and the whole page was from the neighborhood committee. I also took the red clay given by the staff and had no choice but to go out.