medical road with you

Chapter 22 I don't want her to feel that she owes me something

"Lu Ping, get up and have breakfast."

At [-]:[-] in the morning, Doctor Gao came to call Lu Ping.
Looking blankly at everything in front of him, the not-so-spacious duty room, and the white coats hanging on the wall, for a moment, Lu Ping woke up from his dream as if he had passed away.

Indistinctly, Lu Ping only felt a tight pain in his heart.

Some scars, no matter how long it has passed, still hurt as long as they are touched.

Fortunately, however, she fulfilled her promise back then.
Picking up the white coat, Lu Ping shook his spirits and stood up.
After checking the ward, Lu Ping was about to leave work. Suddenly, someone in the ward started arguing.
"What the hell is that white-clothed angel? I think it's almost like a ghost."

what happened?
Hearing the voice, it sounded like the red-haired boy from last night. Lu Ping put down his schoolbag and went to Ward No. [-].
Pushing aside the crowd, the red-haired boy pointed a piece of paper at the nurse's nose and cursed.

"I only know that you are urging to pay the fee. The patient is in such pain. You don't care about it. You only think about money. Do you have any sympathy?"

"What's going on?" Lu Ping asked.
As soon as the red-haired boy saw Lu Ping coming, he complained directly: "Sister Ping, you can count yourself here."

After Yan Wei's description to the red-haired guy, Lu Ping is simply a god in the eyes of the red-haired guy, so he opened his mouth to be Sister Ping.
"What's the matter?" Lu Ping looked at the aggrieved nurse again.

In fact, nurses work harder than doctors, not to mention more work, and often become the punching bag of patients.

"Didn't Viagra's illness get better last night? In the morning, they withdrew the pump, and Viagra's stomach started to hurt again. I asked them what was going on, and they said we had already owed the money. I couldn’t get the medicine out, so I withdrew it, and took this arrears note to ask us to renew it immediately.”

Lu Ping took over the arrears note, and the deposit for admission was only [-]. The cost has already exceeded [-], and he was indeed in arrears. Moreover, Yan Wei paid by himself and had no medical insurance. In this way, the pharmacy would definitely not distribute the medicine.
Lu Ping handed the arrears note to the red-haired guy: "It's in arrears, the nurses really can't get the medicine out, don't blame them."

"But, we only stayed for one night!" The red-haired guy felt a little unbelievable.

"There were some routine examinations when I was admitted to the hospital, and the octreotide used last night was very effective, but the price was very expensive." Lu Ping explained as carefully as possible.
"It's too damn expensive. The [-] deposit yesterday was pooled by a few of our brothers. Now, where is the money to renew it!"

The red-haired guy started to have trouble.
Lu Ping looked at Yan Wei, and he began to hold his stomach and hum again.
Also, the octreotide pump has only been pumped for a few hours, and the symptoms have just been relieved. If it is withdrawn suddenly, the symptoms will definitely recur.
"Yan Wei, can you ask your parents to send some money?" Lu Ping could only think of this idea.
Before Yan Wei could speak, the red-haired boy spoke first: "Sister Ping, you are not joking, Sanhe masters like us don't have any family."

Sanhe Dashen, after today, he will exist like a walking dead regardless of tomorrow.

They rely on various odd jobs to survive, with extremely low salaries, wandering on the edge of the survival line, constantly challenging the "limit of human survival".

Noodles are almost their only food, and Internet cafes are their home.
When I was hungry, I had a bowl of noodles worth a few dollars. When I was sleepy, I covered myself with a few newspapers, curled up in a corner and fell asleep.

When I have no money, I go to find work, deliver water, deliver couriers, or odd jobs on the construction site, anything is fine, as long as the money is given.

The first principle of Sanhe Dashen is salary and daily settlement.

One day of work and three days of play, this has almost become the life rule of Sanhe Dashen.

The material life has been barren to the extreme, they can only find the comfort of life in the virtual world, without exception, almost every Sanhe master will be addicted to a game.

Most of the money they earned was given to Internet cafes or recharged for games.

They are often in debt and have little contact with their families. Some have no family members, and some have been completely abandoned by their families.

Without family members, Lu Ping suddenly didn't know what to say.
When she met Yan Wei before, Yan Wei was always in an Internet cafe. As for what Yan Wei does and where his home is, she really doesn't know.
Hmph, Yan Wei couldn't help humming again.
Lu Ping felt very sad when he heard this.
Although Yan Wei is a little self-inflicted, but after all, we have known each other once, and Lu Ping couldn't bear to watch him suffer like this.
After thinking about it, Lu Ping took out his mobile phone: "Let me transfer 500 yuan to you first, and let the nurse use today's medicine first."

After the red-haired guy received the red envelope, he immediately took the arrears note to pay the fee.
Yan Wei barely opened his eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Lu Ping."

Lu Ping shook his head helplessly, she doesn't have much money, so the only way to help him is here, but, depending on his condition, he needs to stay for at least ten days before he can be cured.
But where to find money?
Haiping Charity Foundation!
Lu Ping thought of this, but, can the foundation approve Yan Wei's situation?
After all, Yan Wei is a young man with sufficient labor force, and his bad results are caused by his indulging in games because he doesn't work hard.
After thinking about it, Lu Ping still said, "Huaguang Hospital has a charity foundation. I'll help you apply for it. However, I don't guarantee that the application will be successful."

Yan Wei nodded slightly.
Taking out her mobile phone, Lu Ping pressed the number that she had long remembered but could never forget.
At this time, Tianhai was having a meeting to discuss the operation model of Huaguang Hospital and the additional investment of Haiping Charity Foundation.

Seeing the unfamiliar number, Tianhai hesitated for a moment, but still answered.
"Hi, may I ask who are you?" Tianhai's voice was cold, giving the feeling of being thousands of miles away.
"It's me, I'm Lu Ping."

"Lu Ping, what's the matter?" Tianhai immediately clenched his phone tightly and walked out of the meeting room. The people in the room looked at each other, wondering whether the meeting should continue.

"I have a patient here. His situation is quite special. He is in urgent need of hospitalization expenses. I am thinking about the Haiping Charity Foundation"

Before Lu Ping had time to elaborate, Tianhai said: "You, can you wait for me in the ward, I'll go over and find out the details."

Lu Ping replied: "Okay."

Back in the meeting room, Tianhai left in a hurry after saying "the meeting is cancelled, we will discuss it next time".

Ten minutes later, Tianhai arrived at the gastroenterology ward, and the nurse had given Yan Wei medicine, and his symptoms eased a bit.
"This is Director Jiang, the person in charge of the Haiping Charity Foundation." Lu Ping introduced Jiang Tianhai in this way.

Yan Wei stared at Tianhai for a few minutes, and suddenly, he clapped his hands: "Aren't you Lu Ping's boyfriend?"

Whether Lu Ping or Tianhai, they were stunned for a while in embarrassment, and finally Lu Ping said: "That was a long time ago."

Tianhai changed the subject and started talking about the business: "Can you tell me about your situation, especially the economic situation?"

Yan Wei explained to Tianhai what jobs he had, how much he earned, how much his daily expenses were, how many bank cards he had, and how much money he had left.
At present, all of Yan Wei's bank cards add up to less than 100 yuan.

Tianhai thought for a while: "You really need money urgently in this situation, but you don't meet our standards for rescue targets. How about this? The charity foundation can lend you money first, and after you are discharged from the hospital, you can earn money by working part-time. Give it back to us."

"Okay." Yan Wei naturally said yes, but he turned his head and asked again: "You just lent me the money, aren't you afraid that I won't pay it back in the future?"

If it were someone else, Yan Wei would definitely not ask such a question, but this is related to Lu Ping, if he does this, Lu Ping will be very embarrassed.

After all, those with bare feet are not afraid of those who wear shoes, Yan Wei is a penniless Sanhe master, if he is in debt, he will not pay you back, so what can you do.
Tianhai smiled slightly: "Trust me, we will find a way to make you pay back the money."

Yan Wei was shocked by Tianhai's smile.
"I'm just joking, the money, I will definitely pay it back."

Taking out his mobile phone, Tianhai went out to make a call, hung up, and said to Yan Wei: "The assistant will send the application form in a while, you sign, and the 1 yuan will arrive in the account soon."

1 yuan, Yan Wei has never seen so much money in his life: "Thanks, Mr. Jiang."

Apart from Xie, Yan Wei couldn't say anything.

Tian Haien let out a sigh, and looked at Lu Ping, her face was full of tiredness.
"Were you on the night shift last night?" Tianhai asked.
"Yes." Lu Ping nodded.
"Then, go back and rest early, the matter here has been dealt with, so don't worry."

"Then, I'll go first, Director Jiang." Lu Ping also knows that there is nothing wrong with her now.

Tianhai didn't look away until Lu Ping's figure completely disappeared in the corridor.

"Director Jiang, you still can't let Lu Ping go in your heart." Yan Wei asked meaningfully while looking at Tianhai with his head tilted.

Tianhai didn't answer the topic, but said, "Where's your WeChat ID?"

Yan Wei was surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Transfer money to you."

"Didn't you say that the charitable foundation allocated funds, why did you transfer the money to me?"

Tianhai raised his eyelids: "Have you heard of charitable organizations lending money to others?"

"What do you mean?" Yan Wei was completely puzzled.

"It means that I am willing to lend you 1 yuan."

"But, didn't you just talk about assistants and applications?"

"I just don't want Lu Ping to feel that I'm helping her, and I don't want her to feel that she owes me anything."

"You..." Yan Wei said that he couldn't understand these two people at all.

"Money, do you want it?" Tianhai asked.

"Yes, yes." Yan Wei took out his phone.

Di, the money arrived in the account soon. Looking at the four zeros, Yan Wei suddenly became serious: "Jiang Tianhai, I will definitely pay you back the money."

(End of this chapter)