Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 77 Unaccompanied 120
Not long after the car drove, they found a remote place, helped Sang Xiaoyu under a tree, then ran to a public phone booth and called 120 for an ambulance.

After the 120 ambulance roared in, the caller ran into the white bread before driving away.

Sang Xiaoyu was carried into the car, but there were no relatives around her. The 120 people hung up an infusion bottle for Sang Xiaoyu, but no one responded after shouting for a long time, so she had to drive towards the hospital.

When Sang Xiaoyu woke up, it was already the third night.

She entered the ICU ward.

When she opened her eyes, the room was filled with white.

White walls, white beds and walking angels in white.

The pretty female nurse didn't seem very surprised when she saw that she woke up. Instead, she smiled gently and said, "Doctor Hua is indeed the 'miracle doctor' of our hospital. He said that you should wake up within two hours."

Sang Xiaoyu's mind was in a mess, and she asked, "Who sent me here?"

The female nurse said, "I don't know about this, I'll call Dr. Hua."

The intensive care unit was quiet, and there were still a few people lying motionless on the bed around them. Some of them were covered with tubes, and some were hung with several hanging bottles.

Sang Xiaoyu felt that it was a little painful to breathe, especially when two needles were inserted near the root of her thigh, it was really miserable at the moment.

The doctor came over soon and asked how she was doing with a smile.

Sang Xiaoyu knew that the money in the intensive care unit was flowing like water, so she asked herself what kind of disease she had, and who were her relatives outside.

The doctor glanced at his watch and said, "Now is the time for visits. You talk to your family first, and I will tell you the rest."

Sang Xiaoyu nodded quickly, and the doctor asked again: "Are you okay now? Are you energetic?"

Sang Xiaoyu wanted to see her relatives too much, and said that the needles hurt her too much. The doctor said that there is still nothing to do now, but it will be fine if you persist.

What Sang Xiaoyu didn't expect was that the first wave of people he met turned out to be the police.

Two gentle men and women greeted the doctor and came in immediately.

Sang Xiaoyu suddenly remembered that she was kidnapped, and she really couldn't remember what happened after that, let alone how she got here.

The female policeman was about 40 years old, looked very capable, and asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded.

"May I ask you a question?"

Sang Xiaoyu nodded again.

"How did you get here? What happened before you got here?"

Sang Xiaoyu touched her head with her hands, and said with some headaches: "I really don't remember, I just remember the way home... I seem to have fallen... No, I can't remember."

The two policemen glanced at each other, and the female police officer said, "Don't worry, take a good rest first, we'll come back later, you don't have to worry too much."

Sang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded in agreement.

The second person to come in was Jiang Chunhui.

He was a little anxious and asked, "What happened? Does it still hurt?"

Sang Xiaoyu's eye circles immediately turned red, and she pointed to her leg and said, "It hurts so much."

Jiang Chunhui immediately stood up and called out, "Doctor, doctor, she is still in pain."

A nurse came over and said with a smile: "Sir, don't worry, don't shout, this is the intensive care unit, and other patients are resting.

This is the first aid pump, and it will be fine in two hours. "

"Give her an injection." Jiang Chunhui saw that Sang Xiaoyu's pale face was distorted by the pain, and his heart ached so much that he wished he could lie on it, and kept asking for an injection.

The nurse was a little annoyed by his noise, and said she would explain it to the doctor.

In just a short while, the nurse took the needle and said to give her an injection to relieve the pain, and let her talk about it.

Sang Xiaoyu watched the nurse leave and asked, "Did my mother and the child know?"

Jiang Chunhui shook his head and said, "I didn't tell them, what happened?"

Sang Xiaoyu didn't believe it, and asked, "My mother didn't look for me?"

Jiang Chunhui had no choice but to say: "I asked Zhao Chunling to call your mother, saying that you were on a business trip, and that Li Haohao went to your house."

Only then did Sang Xiaoyu feel relieved.

Jiang Chunhui asked worriedly: "I told you to come to the hospital for an examination a long time ago, but you just didn't listen. If you really collapsed, wouldn't all your efforts be in vain?"

It was only then that Sang Xiaoyu remembered to ask about his condition. Jiang Chunhui said, "Don't worry about it. I'll invite the doctors from Shanghai over in a few days and let them operate on you."

Sang Xiaoyu quit and said, "What disease did I have? If it's too troublesome, don't bother them. Don't interfere with me too much. I don't want to treat it!"

"Aren't you just afraid of spending money? You don't need to worry about this. Fortunately, you don't have any terminal illness. It's just a small problem with your lungs. A minor operation will do."

Sang Xiaoyu didn't believe it.

Jiang Chunhui said: "If you are really terminally ill, you don't need to say that I won't treat you. Don't I know your temperament? You just take good care of me, and I expect you to pay me back when you recover."

Sang Xiaoyu still didn't believe it, but stopped pestering him, knowing that he would not have any truth in his mouth, so he had to say that he was going to the intensive care unit.

Jiang Chunhui said that the doctor said that she would be able to go out in two hours. The operation was about a week later, and said that some of her physical indicators needed to be adjusted.

"How much will it cost?" Sang Xiaoyu asked.

Jiang Chunhui said: "You don't have to worry about it. If I don't let you do it, then don't worry about it. You don't have to worry about such things..."

Sang Xiaoyu said weakly: "Why can't I worry? I have not paid off my old debts and added new debts. I am not happy to live. Can you listen to what I have to say? Can I not even be my own master?" ?”

Jiang Chunhui saw that Sang Xiaoyu was in a hurry, and thin beads of sweat appeared on his weak face, so he said, "It's for your own good that I don't let you take care of it. If you think about it, you will say that there is no cure and you don't want to live anymore. Is this what you should say?
What about your mother and son?They are all counting on you. Besides, you are really not a big problem. You will be alive and kicking after a treatment. At that time, if you want to make money and pay off your debts, everything is up to you. "

"Have you got my health insurance card yet?"

Jiang Chunhui was speechless, money was all on her mind.

So I said: "I have greeted the hospital, and I will show you first. The ID card is in your bag. Your mother and children will never know it. When you tell them, take the medical insurance card and so on." Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

Only then did Sang Xiaoyu feel relieved, squinting his eyes and said: "Although I want to say thank you, no matter what the decision is, I should make the decision myself. Don't stand up for me."

Jiang Chunhui patted her on the head and said, "Take a good rest. You have too many decisions to make in the first place. Let's rest in peace and recuperate. Don't worry about money anymore. Life is more important than money."

The nurse reminded him that it was time, and said that the people behind were all waiting impatiently.

Jiang Chunhui left helplessly, and said to the nurse, "Who is it? Who is in a hurry?"

(End of this chapter)