Qu Haoyan's father took out a pile of steel coins from his pocket, and a key fell out from the steel coins and a pack of two cigarettes. He bent down to pick up the key, opened the so-called iron door, and opened the door.
With one push, the entire rolling shutter door slid up. Qu Haoyan frowned and moved his wheelchair into the house.
There is only one room in this house, and the room is filled with fishy and greasy food that has been left overnight, as well as the unpleasant smell of cigarettes soaked in water. Things in the room are very messy, with cardboard boxes everywhere, and there is not even a place to stay, a single slip.
Poker cards and cigarettes were scattered on people's cots. Even the sheets had holes burned by cigarettes.
"You live here?" Qu Haoyan felt incredible, "How do you live your life?"
"What's going on? Don't teach me anything." His father snorted, picked up an unopened bottle of beer and opened it with his teeth.
"Didn't you promise not to drink?" Qu Haoyan was a little anxious.
His father raised his head and took a sip, then threw the wine aside and said, "If you don't want to drink, don't drink. I was just a little thirsty just now. Ahem -"
Qu Haoyan's face turned cold. He didn't want to stay in this place for a moment longer. He took out the mask he usually kept from his pocket and put it on, then raised his eyes and asked, "Where's the medical insurance card? Bring it here and I'll show it to you."
"I'm going to look for it." His father said and began to rummage around in the messy room without any order.
I can’t find it here for a while.”
"..." Qu Haoyan stretched silently like a bowstring to its peak, "You haven't paid back the money yet?"
"No." His father was already a little indifferent, "The little money you gave me is not enough for daily living expenses, so how can I pay it back?" After a pause, he added, "But don't worry, your dad and I have found a job.
I'll go to the construction site to move bricks and earn some money...anyway, I'll be able to pay it off sooner or later."
Qu Haoyan shook his head, already extremely disappointed with his father.
I don’t know how long he searched for it, but Qu Haoyan’s father finally found a medical insurance card in a small iron box and said excitedly: “Hey, I found it, please help me take a look!”
Qu Haoyan took the medical insurance card, turned on his phone, and entered the number.
The medical insurance card can check personal medical records on the mini program. Before using it, Qu Haoyan must confirm his medical records.
However, when he clicked on his father's medical records, what came into view were not words like cold, flu, or pharyngitis.
"Diffuse malignant pleural mesothelioma".
Qu Haoyan has never seen this disease, but words like "malignant" and "tumor" are definitely not good words.
"What is this?" Qu Haoyan raised his phone and faced the screen to his father, "You have been diagnosed with this disease? Really?"
When the man saw the mobile phone in front of him, he was stunned for a moment. His pupils were staring at the mobile phone. After a while, his tense shoulders gradually returned to normal, but he waved his hand indifferently: "Hey, I have never heard of what this is!
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"This is your case. What do you mean you haven't heard of it?" Qu Haoyan gritted his teeth and asked fiercely, "See clearly, this is your case!"
Qu Haoyan's father laughed dryly and said, "Hey, it's just a tumor. Just cut it off and it will be fine."
"..."
Qu Haoyan helped him handle the medical insurance payment, but the social security he usually paid was too little, and it was a subsistence allowance, so even the medical insurance could not reimburse him much, and he still had to pay most of it himself.
After leaving his father's house, Qu Haoyan did not return home.
He sat on the street and quickly checked the status of the disease on his mobile phone.
But most of the theories are: this kind of skin tumor is a primary pleural tumor of mesenchymal cells. It is highly malignant and has extensive lesions. Some patients progress very quickly...the prognosis is poor.
As for the cause, most of it is due to exposure to asbestos.
Qu Haoyan's father worked in an asbestos factory when he was young, so it is not difficult to determine why he suffered from this disease.
Qu Haoyan has always felt that Su Ziwei's life was not smooth. His mother passed away in his early years, and he had to leave school and work early due to surgery. But now thinking about it, what did it mean? Except that his mother's death was indeed a big blow.
But in fact, Su Ziwei has always lived a very happy life, and it can even be said to be smooth sailing. After all, their family has never suffered from him, and they are not short of money. After working by himself, he can successfully sign up for the best entertainment company in the country.
Company... And in this script, Qu Haoyan's life may be a truly realistic and helpless life.
What right does he have to feel sorry for himself?
Qu Haoyan strolled on the road in his wheelchair for a long time.
He received many strange looks, but he didn't want to care at the moment.
The sky in winter is always gray. It wants to rain or snow, but it never falls.
When the wheelchair stopped in front of the bus stop, Qu Haoyan saw the stop sign saying No. 129 - to Capital University.
Han Yi...is a graduate student at Capital University.
At that moment, Qu Haoyan wanted to see Han Yi very much and wanted to say many things to him. Those words were held in his stomach, making him not want to wait for a moment.
When Route 129 stopped, Qu Haoyan tried his best to stand up and get on the bus. However, he did not have crutches and his legs were in too much pain. However, in the eyes of others, they saw a young man in a wheelchair struggling to get on the bus.
I wanted to stand up, but in the next second, several enthusiastic young men got off the bus, and together they lifted the wheelchair onto the bus.
Qu Haoyan was so moved that he thanked him repeatedly. When everyone knew that his destination was the Capital University, an old lady even came over and held his hand. She said with emphasis and red eyes: "My child, you will definitely be admitted to the Capital University!"
Yes, isn't this the purpose of his trip to this world?
At the terminal, Qu Haoyan saw the magnificent gate and plaque of Capital University, and saw the college students coming and going... He suddenly thought of his own university, the School of Drama. It was also a first-class university, and he even thought of his first
When I first stepped onto campus, I felt the excitement and thrill of fulfilling my dream.
The wheelchair was parked at the gate of Capital University, which was very conspicuous. After a while, several students came over and asked him if he needed help.
To be honest, Qu Haoyan knew that Han Yi was a graduate student at Capital University, but he didn't know which department he was from.
If you ask this casually, is your hope too slim?
"I, I'm looking for someone." Qu Haoyan almost started to stutter.
A senior sister asked with a smile: "Who are you looking for? This school is so big, and we can't help you without a name."
"I don't know which department he is in. His name is Han Yi..."
Before Qu Hao finished speaking, the senior sister suddenly exclaimed: "Are you talking about Senior Han Yi from the School of Physics?"
"School of Physics?" Qu Haoyan was startled. He thought Han Yi was from the Department of Mathematics.
The senior sister replied with a smile: "Yes, he is a famous figure in the Department of Nuclear Science and Technology of the School of Physics——"