medical treatment

Chapter 145 Setting up a stall to earn medical expenses
At nearly nine o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming and his fourth sister walked into a coffee shop not far from Zijinyuan Community.

He saw Luo Qing at a glance, and a 35-year-old woman with wine red hair who was with her.

The wine-red haired woman also saw Yu Zhiming, and quickly pulled Luo Qing, and stood up to greet him together.

"Doctor Yu, hello, I am Luo Ying, Aunt Luo Qing."

"Hello, this is my sister Yu Xiangwan..."

After getting to know each other and exchanging simple greetings, the two parties sat down, and the Yu family siblings each ordered a glass of lemonade.

Yu Zhiming returned Luo Qing's medical images and physical examination materials to Luo Ying.

"Like I said on the phone earlier..."

Yu Zhiming said frankly: "This is a treatment that is far more disappointing than hopeful. The risk is not small, it needs to go through a lot of pain, there is a long wait, and the cost is not small."

Luo Qing clenched the coffee cup in his hand, and said slowly: "Doctor Yu, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up."

"No matter what I go through during treatment, I am not afraid, even if the result is the same, worse, or even death, I will not regret it."

Luo Qing said in a deep voice: "At least, I can tell myself that I once fought with my life to see the light again."

Luo Ying let out a long breath and looked at Yu Zhiming.

"Luo Qing, I can't persuade her with life and death. I just tried my best to support her."

"Doctor Yu, we have learned a lot about your situation from the Internet. We know that you have also experienced blindness."

"I can only hope that my Luo Qing can also have the same luck as you."

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "Thank you for your trust!"

"As far as Luo Qing's specific situation is concerned, I can only say that I will do my best to avoid accidents during the treatment."

After a pause, he said to Luo Qing again: "The first stage of treatment, surgical puncture to dissolve the blood clot in the optic nerve area, will take about a week of treatment."

"Follow-up recovery, at least one month."

"Luo Qing, take care of work and life matters, and come to Qiyue Medical Research Center to find me as soon as possible..."

Walking out of the cafe, seeing Luo Qing holding her aunt's arm and walking slowly in another direction, Yu Zhiming suddenly felt a little heavy.

"Sister, Luo Qing's desperate treatment this time can be said to be hooked by me."

"I don't know if I'm doing the right thing, or if I'm doing the wrong thing?"

Yu Xiangwan comforted: "Luo Qing is a 22-year-old adult, and you have clearly explained the risks of treatment."

"If this treatment is not what Luo Qing wants, she won't be so decisive."

"Old Five, even without you, I think one day, Luo Qing will go crazy with other doctors."

Yu Xiangwan persuaded again: "Old Wu, you should think so. It is because of your appearance that the possibility of Luo Qing seeing the light again has increased a little."

"I hope so!" Yu Zhiming replied with a complicated mood.

The next moment, he realized that his hand was being held.

Yu Zhiming shook it, but couldn't.

"Sister, there are many people around."

Yu Xiangwan stared, and said, "What's wrong with so many people? When your eyesight was bad, I led you to and from school like this every day."

Yu Zhiming explained: "Sister, my eyes are healed now, and I am not a child anymore."

"I'm not a child, I'm your sister too!"

As Yu Xiangwan said, he took Yu Zhiming's arm even harder.

"It's hard for us siblings to come out in the evening, let's go and take a stroll with me."

"I know there is a night market not far away..."

Yu Zhiming was forced to wander around by his sister.

Perhaps because of the concentration of surrounding residential areas, there are quite a lot of pedestrians on the street where the two hang out.

Although the shops facing the street on both sides are all small shops at the bottom, they sell everything, and the most are some small food shops.

Walking from the middle of the street to the corner of the street, Yu Xiangwan already had a large skewer of grilled lamb, a skewer of large squid, and a small box of crab shell yellow biscuits...

The night market Yu Xiangwan mentioned included many small stalls covered by a large shed.

In the morning, here is the vegetable market.

At night, it becomes a place where small businesses and hawkers gather, as well as street food trucks.

Yu Zhiming glanced over and found that there were people coming and going, and it was very lively...

"Old five, old five, look, blind box, blind box!"

Yu Zhiming was dragged by his sister to a vendor's location, where he saw dozens of identical blue cardboard boxes stacked on a one-meter-high table.

The stall owner is a thin man in his thirties. Seeing a customer coming, he introduced with a smile: "88 yuan a box, pick whatever you want."

"The highest prize is Huawei's latest Huawei MATE12999 with a market price of 50."

"The cheapest thing that comes out of the box, the market price will not be less than 50 yuan."

"Beauty, handsome guy, try your luck?"

Yu Xiangwan's eyes lit up and said, "Old Five, quickly pick out the blind box that holds the mobile phone, you still lack a mobile phone."

Yu Zhiming reminded: "Sister, if I choose the blind box, it's cheating. It's not good to take advantage of it knowing it's cheap."

"Besides, it is impossible to have that Huawei mobile phone in this pile of boxes."

When Yu Zhiming said that, the stall owner was not happy.

"Handsome guy, how do you conclude that there is no Huawei mobile phone in the blind box? All I sell here are regular blind boxes, and there will be no missing products."

Yu Zhiming snorted softly, and pointed to a pile of boxes on the booth.

"This pile of boxes, at most seventy or eighty?"

"If you are sure that you can sell the mobile phone worth more than 1 yuan, then I will buy all the blind boxes."

"Can you guarantee it?"

The stall owner was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed and said, "I mean, there must be that mobile phone in this batch of blind boxes, but there is no guarantee that there must be that mobile phone in these boxes of mine."

"I'm not stupid. If I knew that there must be that mobile phone in here, would I still sell it at a loss?"

"These blind boxes have already been fully opened by themselves."

As soon as Yu Xiangwan heard what the stall owner said, he knew that the blind box must have been tampered with, and there was nothing of high value, so he lost interest in an instant.

She took Yu Zhiming for a stroll, and she was especially interested in the discounted clothing on several stalls that were said to be withdrawn from commercial buildings or closed for sale.

However, Yu Xiangwan looked around enthusiastically, but didn't buy any of them.

She finally realized that now she and her brother need to upgrade their consumption and no longer need to buy street stalls.

Yu Xiangwan was about to tell Yu Zhiming this, but unexpectedly found that he was no longer by his side.

Looking around, Yu Xiangwan finally found that Lao Wu was in front of a fried rice stall not far away.

She walked over quickly.

"Fifth, are you hungry? I have half a squid and two crab shells for you!"

When Yu Xiangwan came close, he realized that his younger brother was talking with the stall owner who was busy frying beef.

"Old Five, do you know the stall owner?"

As Yu Xiangwan asked, he looked at the busy stall owner, a man in his 30s, with a slightly tired expression.

His face was a little sweaty and oily, but his facial features looked pleasing to the eye.

"Fourth sister, this is Zhang Bai. I told you once before that his mother is in the hospital..."

Hearing this, some of Yu Xiangwan's shallow memories were unexpectedly highlighted.

The guy who begged his younger brother for help so that the hospital could admit his mother with terminal stomach cancer?
"You turned out to be a chef?"

Zhang Bai put the fried Niuhe into a disposable lunch box, put it in a plastic bag, and handed it to the waiting guests.

While brushing the pot skillfully, he replied, "I'm not a chef, but I just like cooking."

"I'm quite good at making egg fried rice, fried beef river, and fried noodles."

Yu Zhiming moved closer to Fourth Sister and lowered his voice.

"He said that he used to work as a manager in a company, but his mother found out that she was sick and had to resign."

"Now, his mother can sleep well every night with the help of medicine, so he takes this opportunity to set up a stall to earn some medical expenses."

Yu Xiangwan let out a long groan, and suddenly felt deep sympathy for the man in front of him.

She said loudly: "Boss, order fried rice with eggs, fried beef and fried noodles, each one."

"We're going to take..."

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