"I'm not a doctor, so what's the use of rushing back? Instead, it's you, hurry home and take dad to the hospital, and you can lend me a thousand yuan." Yang Wenjing said disapprovingly.
For so many years, the eldest sister Yang Yujuan has been responsible for taking care of her parents. Even the third sister Yang Yuchan has not taken care of her, let alone him, the precious boy of the Yang family.
"I'm telling you, get to the People's Hospital right away, or else don't call me sister in the future." Yang Yujuan was worried about her father's condition and hurriedly hung up the phone.
Not caring so much, Yang Yujuan called an ambulance from the hospital and rushed home.
It was off-duty time now, and even though the driver turned on the emergency lights of the ambulance, it still took more than half an hour to arrive at Yang's house.
Xu Dan stood downstairs waiting anxiously. When he saw the ambulance coming, he complained that Yang Yujuan had only arrived now.
Yang Yujuan was a little angry: "Even if you don't call Yang Wenjing, you can still call Yang Yuchan. You can call me for normal things, but when it comes to life and death, do you have to wait for me to send dad to the hospital?"
After saying that, Yang Yujuan rushed upstairs with the doctor.
When she went to the People's Hospital, Yang Yuchan was holding a three-year-old child in front of the outpatient clinic building. She saw Yang Yujuan getting off the ambulance. When she was about to speak, Yang Yujuan waved her hand and sent her father Yang Anqiu to the emergency room with the doctor.
Yang Yujuan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her father enter the emergency room.
"Sister Juan, you have to go to the cashier to pay 1,000 yuan in advance. Look..." A young nurse came over and asked Yang Yujuan in a low voice.
The hospital has regulations. No matter who you are, you must pay medical fees, otherwise you cannot enter the diagnosis and treatment system to prescribe medicine. Now that the medical staff see that Yang Yujuan is an employee of the unit, they have already treated her father, but they still have to pay now.
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1,000 yuan... Yang Yujuan secretly had a headache.
Yang Wenjing was like a bottomless pit, asking her for money from time to time. There was an old man and two children at home to take care of, and Mo Zhicheng's salary was not high...
Yang Yujuan turned her head and looked at Yang Yuchan who was holding her child behind her. Yang Yuchan immediately replied: "Sister, I came out in a hurry and didn't bring any money."
Yang Yujuan became angry after hearing what Yang Yuchan said. In this era, do you need to bring money when you go out? You can just use WeChat or Alipay to pay.
The little nurse next to her was still waiting. Yang Yujuan didn't want others to see her joke, so she took the bill from the little nurse's hand and walked to the cashier.
After paying the money, Yang Yujuan remembered Yang Wenjing and couldn't help but ask Yang Yuchan: "Have you seen Wenjing?"
"I didn't see him." Yang Yuchan shook her head.
Yang Yujuan took out her mobile phone and called Yang Wenjing. The phone rang for a long time but no one answered. Yang Yujuan called again and finally got through.
The sound of playing mahjong came from the mobile phone, and Yang Yujuan asked: "Wenjing, where are you?"
"Sister, there is something unexpected in our unit. I have to work overtime and I can't go to the hospital." Yang Wenjing probably left the mahjong table, and the sound of playing mahjong was much quieter. "Besides, I am the same in the past and not in the past. Yuchan has passed.
Okay? Just take turns and look at dad."
Yang Yujuan wanted to say something else, but someone over there seemed to tell Yang Wenjing to hurry up, and then Yang Wenjing hung up the phone.
"Sister, won't the second brother come over?" Yang Yuchan asked sarcastically.
Yang Yujuan sighed: "It's not like you don't know what kind of character he is. His parents have been arrogant and pampered him since he was a child. He has never had to worry about family affairs. Slowly, he has become like this."
"What's the point? Did my parents only have two of us? Doesn't he have a share? I won't agree to push everything to us." Yang Yuchan became more and more angry as she talked.
Yang Yujuan knew that Yang Yuchan had opinions in her heart, but she didn't say much. She was just worried about her father's condition.
Originally, her mother wanted to come to the hospital with her, but Yang Yujuan felt that she wouldn't be able to help much, so she might as well take a bath and eat at home first, and then come over and let someone else take care of her father.
After the examination was completed, the doctor came out and told Yang Yujuan the results. He was initially diagnosed with gastroenteritis and recommended hospitalization.
Yang Yujuan also knew that this kind of disease could not be taken lightly, especially since her father was so painful that he was lying on the bed rolling over at home, and he would definitely need to be hospitalized for treatment.
So, when Yang Yujuan was going through the hospitalization procedures for her father, Yang Yuchan came over and said, "Sister, my child hasn't had dinner yet. I want to send him back. You can watch dad here first."
Yang Yujuan thought about it and it was right. After all, the child was too important to stay in the hospital all the time.
Seeing Yang Yuchan leaving with her child in her arms, Yang Yujuan remembered that she had forgotten to pick up Mo Li from the kindergarten.
Now she couldn't leave here, so she had to call Mo Zhicheng: "Are you back home?"
"I just got home, why don't I see you and Mo Li?" Mo Zhicheng thought Yang Yujuan took Mo Li shopping.
"My dad is hospitalized with gastroenteritis. I can't pick up Molly. You should go to the kindergarten to pick her up now." Seeing the nurse pushing her father out, Yang Yujuan hurriedly hung up her phone and walked forward.
Mo Zhicheng had just put his cell phone in his trouser pocket and was about to go to the door to put on his leather shoes when Liang Ping came over and said, "Didn't I say that Yujuan will pick up Mo Li this afternoon? Why haven't you come back yet? This woman is just procrastinating.
This procrastination is really shameful."
"Mom, Yujuan's father is sick and hospitalized." Mo Zhicheng told his mother the reason.
"Huh, did her parents just give birth to her alone? Can't her younger siblings take care of her father first and let her bring Mo Li back?" Liang Ping sneered.
Yang Yujuan didn't just marry into the Mo family this year, so Liang Ping knew the affairs of her family. Over the years, her parents had been sick, and she had never been responsible for them. Her younger brothers and sisters seemed like idlers.
Mo Zhicheng didn't dare to talk, otherwise his mother would continue to nag.
But Liang Ping didn't let him go, and pulled him to continue talking.
Mo Zhicheng said helplessly: "Mom, is Mo Li still in kindergarten?"
Liang Ping was suddenly startled: "Oh, Zhicheng, why are you like this? Moli is still in kindergarten, and you are still lingering here. No wonder Yujuan usually talks about you."
Mo Zhicheng is a bit dumbfounded. Sometimes my mother is like this, making people dumbfounded.
Mo Zhicheng hurried out and Liang Ping did not stop him this time.
When Mo Zhicheng arrived at the kindergarten, Mo Li's teacher said with a dark face: "Teacher Mo, you are also a teacher. You should be able to understand the hard work we have to do as teachers. Only Mo Li has no one to pick up the class. I still can't go back."
Home, what should I do for dinner?" She was angry because she called Yang Yujuan but the other party didn't answer.
"Sorry, sorry, today is a special situation." Mo Zhicheng apologized hastily.
Mo Zhicheng carried Mo Li out to the entrance of the kindergarten. She pointed to the store outside: "Dad, I want a Barbie doll, okay?"
"Okay." Mo Zhicheng felt sorry for Mo Li tonight. She was very well-behaved and had been waiting for them to pick her up in the classroom without crying or making trouble.
Because Yang Yujuan was taking care of her father in the hospital and could not return home, Mo Zhicheng was busy cooking as soon as he got home.
At around seven o'clock, Mo Zhicheng called Yang Yujuan: "Aren't you going home for dinner?"
