The ward was quiet, Brother Pan also fell asleep, Hengqiao just wanted to lean against the wall and squint for a while, and the nurse came in to urge the bill.

She was a little embarrassed, Liu Xiaojun helped pay the expenses last night, and for a while, where would she borrow money to pay the medical bills for her brother?

Liu Yumei has been nagging to save a little money in case of emergency, which seems to be not unreasonable.

This damn Heng Jianguo would only cry and kneel to ask them to forgive, but he didn't take any real action, and went to pay Brother Pan's medical expenses first.

She promised the nurses to find a way to do it immediately, so that they could continue to give her brother Pan medicine first.

The county seat has no relatives, and she wanders the streets outside the hospital, helpless. Selling words on the street? The problem is that she is not a calligrapher, and her current identity is just a country girl, and she doesn't even have a seal, so no one can buy it.

She didn't care so much, went to the stationery store opposite to buy pen and ink and rice paper, returned to the street outside the hospital, spread it out on the sidewalk, and performed splashing ink on the spot.

The onlookers will be three layers inside and three layers outside after a while, Hengqiao hugged his fists, like a person who sells his art in the rivers and lakes, and said to everyone: "Ladies and gentlemen, my sister was hospitalized in the hospital because of an accident, because her family is poor, she has no money to renew, and she sells ugly words. ”

"Little girl, the handwriting is good, is there a chapter?"

"Yes, if you don't make a seal, it's not a complete work, and it has no collectible value."

"How much do you cost this?"

Hengqiao didn't even have the money to engrave a chapter now, and she didn't have time to engrave it for a while, she was embarrassed to explain the situation, promising that whoever bought the work would send it over tomorrow, and she would make up the chapter again.

She didn't want to open any high prices in her heart, she just wanted to write more, sell a few more, and make up enough for her brother's medical expenses.

There are a lot of people who are lively and elegant, and an old man who came out of the hospital looked at it for a while with a cane, and asked the people accompanying him five hundred yuan, and asked her if she could do European sports.

Hengqiao originally practiced European sports, and she nodded happily: "Yes!" ”

"You write a pair of Qinyuan Chun, I'll engrave the chapter for you, I'll send it over tomorrow, and I'll send you a set." The old man said kindly.

"Great!" Heng Qiaole was broken, she laid out the paper, squatted on the ground, held her breath and concentrated, and wrote stroke by stroke with a pen hanging high on her elbow.

The floor was not smooth, there was no felt, and she had to squat, and writing was much more difficult than she usually wrote at her desk. Five hundred yuan was already a lot of money at that time, this old man had an extraordinary bearing, it seemed that he was a good person, and a few hundred yuan might not be the same thing for him.

She was worried about being distracted and missing words, so no matter how noisy the onlookers were, she was like no one and was not disturbed.

Lu Yu paid the medical bills for Brother Pan and went to the ward to see them, but when he came in, he saw Brother Pan sleeping alone, and Hengqiao didn't know where he went.

He came out of the hospital and saw a bunch of people on the sidewalk, not knowing what was going on. He didn't like to watch the excitement, so he walked around them, glanced at them casually, but saw Hengqiao squatting on the ground and writing!

He hurried in, looking at her in surprise. Qin Yuanchun had already written the last few words, she finished writing one stroke at a time, thought for a moment, compared the position in the back, wrote the payment, and smiled on her serious and tight little face.