"Boy, get out of here and don't cause any trouble to Yamei in the future, or I'll break your dog's legs."
Yuan Wudi raised his eyebrows, said fiercely, and then threw the three items out.
Sanjou got up, glanced at several people with resentment, and quickly ran away.
Looking at the embarrassed backs of the three, Zhu Zhengyang said with a proud smile: "Sister Yamei, don't be afraid. With us, no one can bully you."
There was no joy on Yami's face, only deep fear, and her arms kept shaking.
"Sister Yamei, what's wrong with you? That kid has run away, so you don't have to be afraid." Zhu Zhengyang smacked his chest and vowed.
Chen Zifei looked gloomy and said coldly: "It's not that simple. The Dazhu Gang is not a small gang. This flower-armed man is just a small person. They will not let Yamei go so easily."
Zhu Zhengyang glanced at Chen Zifei blankly and said suspiciously: "Dafei, are you telling the truth? Is this call card phone number a gang business?"
Yuan Wudi snorted coldly: "There are gangs behind these industries in the island country. There is nothing surprising about this. It is just a Dazhu Gang. It won't be a problem if we destroy it, but..."
Chen Zifei smiled bitterly and said, "But it's not appropriate for us to draw attention to ourselves now."
Zhu Zhengyang also frowned. He was not stupid and knew that the problem was somewhat troublesome.
Seeing how many people were in trouble, Yamei thought they were worried about the Dazhu Gang's revenge, so he hurriedly said: "Gentlemen, let's go. You are not from Xijing. If you leave here, the Dazhu Gang will have nothing to do."
Chen Zifei looked at Yami and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about us. The Dazhu Gang wants to deal with us, but it's not that easy. Let's go to the hospital first."
Puren Hospital, inpatient department, ward 801.
"What's going on in your family? Do you still want to have surgery? If you don't pay the money, we don't have beds here without surgery."
A middle-aged fat nurse stared, pulled her neck and shouted.
"Please be accommodating and give me a few more days. We are raising money. When we have enough money, we will pay it immediately." A middle-aged woman with gray hair said with a smile.
The middle-aged fat nurse looked at the middle-aged woman with disdain, "Grace? Huh, how many days of grace has this been? How many rich relatives and friends can you have? If you can't borrow it for so many days, even if you give it again,
You still can’t borrow a month’s time from me.”
"I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Not to mention the little money left, you can also save a bed. The beds in our Puren Hospital are very tight. There are many people outside who want to have surgery. If there is no bed, they can't get in. You are still occupying this place.
Position, aren't you doing harm to people?" The middle-aged fat nurse spat wildly and scolded loudly.
The middle-aged man in a hospital gown on the bed struggled to sit up, coughed repeatedly, and said with great effort: "Keiko, don't beg her, let's go. I won't do the surgery anymore. Take me home."
Keiko immediately became anxious and quickly held down the middle-aged man, "Nagasawa, don't get excited. Yami and I are already raising money. We will definitely be able to raise enough for the surgery. You don't have to worry."
Nagasawa had a sad look on his face and sighed: "Keiko, don't worry about it. I know that my illness can't be cured. There is no need to waste money. And this is 20 million. Where can we borrow so much money?"
How can I pay it back?"
"Let's go home. As long as you and Yami are by my side in the last moment, I won't have any regrets." Nagasawa forced a smile.
Keiko suddenly lay on top of Nagasawa and cried loudly: "Nagaze, you can't die. You are the backbone of our family. If you leave, what will happen to Yami and I? You can't die."
The muscles on Nagasawa's face twitched, and tears were shining in his eyes. He didn't want to die, but there was no point in wanting to live. He had this disease, and even if he borrowed money for surgery, he might not be able to cure it. At that time,
It’s really a waste of talent.
There were several patients and family members in this ward. Looking at the appearance of this middle-aged pair, they were quietly pointing and talking in low voices.
"Stop crying here. If crying is useful, then there will be no need for our hospital. Everyone will go home and cry. The hospital has already issued a notice. If you can't raise money today, don't take up space here. No.
Just go to the corridor and sleep." The fat middle-aged nurse looked at Keiko with disdain and said coldly.
At this moment, a man in a white coat, gold-rimmed glasses, and a gentle face walked over.
"What's going on? Why is it so noisy?" Dr. Hashimoto said with a frown.
The fat, middle-aged nurse immediately showed a smile and said, "Dr. Hashimoto, nothing's wrong. Isn't this still the same company? The higher ups have called for payment again, and they still can't pay, so I'm crying."
Dr. Hashimoto walked into the ward, looked at Nagasawa and Keiko, and suddenly showed a troubled expression, "Uncle Nagasawa, Aunt Keiko, I have tried my best to suppress it, but our hospital has a good reputation and there are too many patients here.
It's impossible to keep a bed for you all the time, this..."
Dr. Hashimoto sighed and said no more, but the meaning was obvious.
Keiko wiped her tears, knelt down in front of Dr. Hashimoto, and begged: "Hashimoto, please, for the sake of us being neighbors, please give us a few more days, Yami has already gone to raise money.
Already."
Doctor Hashimoto helped Keiko up, with a flash of light in his eyes, why: "Aunt Keiko, Yami and I grew up together, I will definitely help you, but this is also the hospital's rule, there is really no way to do it anymore
Drag it."
Seeing Dr. Hashimoto's serious look, Keiko's heart was completely cold. Thinking that her husband was about to leave her, Keiko's heart ached and tears could not stop flowing down her face.
Hashimoto hurriedly tried to persuade her, but suddenly her face became condensed, as if she had made up her mind, and she whispered: "Aunt Keiko, Uncle Nagasawa has another idea."
Keiko immediately widened his eyes and said anxiously: "What method can you use? Tell me quickly. As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it."
Dr. Hashimoto looked at several patients and family members in the ward, pulled Keiko out of the ward, and stopped after walking to the safe passage.
"Hashimoto, please tell me what the solution is." Keiko looked at Hashimoto nervously and said anxiously.
Hashimoto looked around and saw that there was no one nearby, and then said in a deep voice: "Aunt Keiko, the average family cannot afford the 20 million surgical fee, but our hospital has a charity fund."
Keiko's eyes immediately lit up and she said excitedly: "Hashimoto, you mean, can this charity fund pay for Nagasawa's surgery?"
Hashimoto smiled bitterly and said: "Aunt Keiko, you think too easily. There are too many patients in this hospital who can't pay the fees. If the hospital uses this charity fund if they can't pay the fees, then the hospital will be exhausted in less than a year.