Qian Qian got into a taxi and went straight home, she didn't have so much time, she had to quickly pack her things, get the money, and go back to the hospital to replace her mother.

After returning home, Qian Qian first ran to the bedroom of Zhou's father and his mother, rummaged through the cabinets, found all the passbooks and cards at home, calculated the approximate amount, Qian Qian turned around and ran back to his bedroom, turned out his salary card, and sent a text message to check the balance.

The nurse said that Zhou's father might have to stay in the ICU for a long time, more than 10,000 a day......

Qian Qian pinched the bank card and thought silently...... That's right! And credit cards! Qian Qian dug out his credit card and called the bank to increase the temporary limit. But at this time, the amount of money is not too much, or ...... Let's get my sister first......

Qian Qian shook his head, wait a minute, Wei Qi and Zhou Pingping's incomes are not particularly high, and the two of them are still paying for the mortgage, so I am afraid they don't have much money left. That's right...... Zhou Pingping had to be informed of Zhou's father's affairs......

Qian Qian took out the phone, frowned and thought for a long time before broadcasting the number. Zhou Pingping's voice on the other end of the phone sounded very cheerful, but Qian Qian knew that she was just forcing a smile. Qian Qian didn't want to make her mood worse, so she chose a gentler way.

"Sister, when are you going home, we all miss you......" Qian Qian coquettishly sneered into the phone.

"I missed me just two days after I left, who are you fooling, say, what's the matter?" Zhou Pingping was not fooled at all.

"Well, there's something I want to discuss with you, but you're not at home." Qian Qian let his tone be as light as possible: "Hasn't Dad always had a bad heart?" I would like to discuss with you whether or not to let Dad go to the hospital for a check-up to see if he needs to have a stent surgery or something, which is also a precautionary measure. ”

"Well, I've thought about this too, but you had an accident some time ago, and you put it aside when you were busy at home. Wait a while, your case is still unresolved. Zhou Pingping mentioned that Zhou's father's heart was also a little worried.

"I think it's better as soon as possible, the last time my father had a physical examination, the doctor said that his cardiovascular arteriosclerosis was more serious, and there was a risk of heart attack. I wonder if you can come back, let's discuss it, let Dad go to treat the disease first, it just so happens that you have resigned now, and if you have to have surgery, you also have time to help take care of it. Qian Qian carefully worded his words, trying not to cause Zhou Pingping's nervousness in advance.

"That makes sense," Zhou Pingping agreed after a little thought: "That's okay, I'll discuss it with your brother-in-law and go back as soon as possible." I'm not at home, Mom and Dad will ask you, be well-behaved. ”

"I know." Qian Qian held back her tears and obediently agreed, she was eager for Zhou Pingping to come back quickly, Qian Qian knew that she couldn't rely on others at this time, she had to take care of the family affairs by herself, but if Zhou Pingping could be by her side, it would be a huge comfort to her Qian Qian.

Hanging up the phone, Qian Qian continued to stare at the bank card in a daze, Qian Qian, who had never been worried about money in his life, experienced the feeling of a hero being stumped by a penny for the first time. Zhou's father was waiting for money to save his life in the hospital, but although the family's money was enough for the time being, what about the follow-up...... How to survive the follow-up treatment......

Qian Qian's helpless gaze swept around the room, and finally, rested on her piano case. Her piano, the cello that has accompanied her for many years, and the cello that carries the many expectations of Zhou's father and Qian Qian's mother, can still be worth some money......

Qian Qian's gaze on the cello gradually became firm, she stood up, and tried to drag her case with one hand. No way...... Her ribs weren't healed well, and she couldn't go out on her own with the piano on her back. Qian Qian turned around and walked out of the house, ran to the door of an upstairs door and knocked on the door: "Aunt Zhao!" Is Aunt Zhao at home? ”

A wealthy middle-aged woman opened the door, and when she saw that it was Qian Qian, she immediately laughed: "It turned out to be An An, let Auntie see, how is her recovery?" Hey, you're also unlucky, you fell so hard, it's been more than a month, right? ”

"Hello Auntie!" Qian Qian smiled reluctantly: "Is Sister Xiaoling at home?" I want her to do me a favor, I want to send the piano to the piano shop for maintenance today, but I can't carry it myself, I want Sister Xiaoling to help me get into a taxi. ”

The whole building knew that Qian Qian played the cello, so when she heard Qian Qian say this, Aunt Zhao immediately nodded in understanding: "Okay!" I asked Lingzi to help you move, what kind of taxi did you say this kid, let Sister Ling drive you over, and then help you pull the piano back. ”

"No, you don't! If I don't take the piano today, I'll put it in the piano shop, it would be great if Sister Ling could give it to me! I'll go back and clean up. Wait, let Sister Ling come directly to my house to find me. Qian Qian thanked Aunt Zhao and went home directly to pack his things.

When Xiao Lingzi upstairs went to Qian Qian's house to look for her, she found several big bags at her feet, very strange: "An An, what are you doing here?" Isn't it a piano shop? Why do you still bring moving? ”

Qian Qian grinned: "I have to go somewhere else later, Sister Ling, just throw me and Qin in the piano shop." ”

In this way, Qian Qian carried a large bag to take to the hospital, Xiao Lingzi carried the piano on his back, and the two went straight to the piano shop, after arriving at the piano shop, Qian Qian rejected Xiao Lingzi's suggestion to send her to the next place, stayed in the piano shop alone, and sold his cello.

"What a pity!" The owner of the piano shop sighed, he looked at Qian Qian's arm wrapped in splints, and kindly gave her a good price.

took the money, Qian Qian went straight to the hospital, and when he arrived at the waiting area of the ICU, the fat uncle was accompanying Qian Qian's mother, and her mother hadn't changed her position for so long, still staring at the door of the ICU.

"No news?" As soon as Qian Qian saw the fat uncle, he grabbed him and asked.

"Nope. No news is good news right now. But An An, your mother can't go on like this. The fat uncle looked at Qian Qian's mother worriedly: "It's been so long, I haven't said a word, and people seem to be stunned." ”

"Why don't you help me send my mother home first, uncle? I called my sister and she will rush back as soon as possible, and I will be in the ICU. Qian Qian glanced at the door of the ICU with some anxiety.

"I'm not leaving!" Before the fat uncle could speak, Qian Qian's mother spoke first, her voice was a little hoarse, but extremely firm: "I'll just wait here, no one wants me to go." After saying that, he continued to stare motionlessly at the ICU door.

The fat uncle sighed, turned his head and comforted Qian Qian: "An An, don't worry, I discussed with Wu San, let the family take turns to help, wait for him to come over next night, your fat aunt will come over tomorrow morning, and my son will come over to help after work tomorrow, don't worry." ”

"Fat uncle! Thank you! Sorry for your trouble! Qian Qian's lips trembled a little, she didn't know what to say, she could only express her gratitude over and over again.