Reborn My 1993

Chapter 316 I Don't Want You To Leave Regrets
"Early this morning, I borrowed money from Ma Yongheng, but Ma Yongheng asked me to sign an employment contract with him before he could lend me 2000 yuan. My mother was about to die, and he even signed a contract with me."

A bit of anger appeared on Peng Bin's swollen face.

"Forget it, everyone has different ideas. Anyway, Auntie has had a successful operation now, so you can take care of Auntie at ease, and we will talk about other things later."

Zhang Yiming was not as angry as Peng Bin, and the reason was not that he couldn't empathize.

Peng Bin is still young now, and has not experienced the intrigue and deceitful social relations in society. In this age, it is a luxury to learn to do good deeds. It's just a roommate who I've known for less than a month, and Ma Yongheng looks like a rich second generation, but there is a businessman's shrewdness everywhere.

The relationship between Ma Yongheng and Peng Bin was very ordinary at the beginning, but after knowing that Peng Bin was the champion of the Department of Electronics, the relationship between Ma Yongheng and Peng Bin went further. To put it bluntly, the contact between Ma Yongheng and Peng Bin was itself with some purpose.

"Zhang Yiming, I really don't think about it anymore. I agree to what you said. When my mother's health improves, I will go to Dongwan with you."

Peng Bin still insisted.

"Then let's talk about it when Auntie gets better!"

Zhang Yiming could no longer forcefully refuse, so he nodded. Some things will last forever, so there is really no need to argue about right and wrong for a while.

At this moment, the door of the operating room was pushed open again, and several nurses and physician assistants came out pushing the hospital bed, and a middle-aged woman was lying under the blue quilt.

Although he is only about 40 years old, he looks like 50 years old, with gray hair and many wrinkles on his face. Since the operation has just been completed, the anesthetic has not yet passed, and Peng Bin's mother has her eyes closed. The pain of being tortured by the disease can be felt from her face.

"Mom, Mom, I'm Fat Bin, can you hear me?"

Peng Bin immediately rushed to the hospital bed and called softly to his mother.

"The patient is still in a coma, you can't hear anything, let me go first, we are going to push the patient to the intensive care unit, you go through the procedures."

It was the same nurse as before.

"Go, I'm here to help you watch."

Seeing Peng Bin looking at his mother reluctantly, Zhang Yiming stretched out his hand and gently pushed Peng Bin, and Peng Bin walked down the stairs step by step.

The intensive care unit at this time is not like 20 years later. It has a sterile warehouse and various monitoring and recording equipment. The intensive care unit in front of you is a place that looks more rigorous than ordinary wards. Just a few instruments.

Standing outside the intensive care unit, Zhang Yiming looked through the glass window at Peng Bin's mother who was sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed. He seemed to have returned to the previous life in a trance. When he rushed home from outside, his mother had already been issued a critical illness notice by the hospital. Books are basically worthless, but my mother insisted on not swallowing her last breath just to wait for him to come back.

Although his mother didn't have time to leave him a word, but when he grabbed his mother's hand with his hand, he saw the tears shed from the corner of her eyes, and then her mother left forever.

His mother's death used to be the deepest pain in his heart, and now he has the opportunity to help Peng Bin avoid this pain. To be honest, he really didn't expect anything in return, and he didn't even want Peng Bin's gratitude to him.

About twenty minutes later, Peng Bin came back out of breath.

"It's okay, don't worry, just now the nurse said that Auntie's indicators are all good, and Auntie should be able to wake up in an hour or so."

Seeing Peng Bin's flushed face, Zhang Yiming repeated what the nurse said just now.

"Well, Zhang Yiming, this is the remaining 3000 yuan from before, please return it to you first!"

"You can use it. Surgery is the most debilitating. You must supplement your aunt with more nutrition, boil some chicken soup, and drink some milk. Don't let aunt suffer from any illness. I am not short of money."

After Zhang Yiming finished speaking, he stuffed the money back into Peng Bin's pocket.

Peng Bin glanced at his mother on the hospital bed, then at Zhang Yiming, tears streaming down his face again.

"Fatty, how is your mother?"

Just when Peng Bin's mood gradually stabilized, Ma Yongheng appeared from the corner of the stairs, and asked immediately when he saw Peng Bin.

"You don't need to worry about my mother."

Peng Bin's face was straight, and the simple and honest expression before was no longer on his face.

"Fatty, are you angry with me? I went home to get money for you. Look, 3000 yuan. This is all my private money!"

Seeing Peng Bin's attitude, Ma Yongheng quickly took out a paper bag from his pocket. When the paper bag was opened, there was a thick pile of money inside.

"Ma Yongheng, if it wasn't for Zhang Yiming, my mother would already be dead. What's the use of taking the money now? Why didn't you take it when I borrowed money from you in the morning? Now it's too late for you to cry like a mouse."

Hearing Peng Bin mention Zhang Yiming, Ma Yongheng looked towards Zhang Yiming, his eyes were dim.

"Fatty, I have a few words to say to you alone."

"Bah, Ma Yongheng, from the moment you signed the contract with me, our relationship has come to an end. If you have something to say, just say it here. Zhang Yiming is not an outsider."

Peng Bin's voice was a little hoarse, after all, he cried and shouted and got angry before.

"Fatty, you."

"I still have something in the observation room, I'll go get it, you guys have something to say slowly."

Zhang Yiming didn't want to get involved in the matter of Ma Yongheng and Peng Bin. Just like what he said before, he didn't want Peng Bin to cooperate with him from the perspective of repaying his kindness. By the way, look at your own heart clearly.

Zhang Yiming returned to the observation room, and was not in a hurry to get things, but sat on the bed, the same bed that Gan Jiumei had been lying on before.

Thinking of Gan Jiumei's pale face and petite body, Zhang Yiming felt very uncomfortable.

"When will you come back?"

Zhang Yiming's BP machine rang, and a line of words flashed on it.

It's He Yin.

Zhang Yiming was a little tired, but thinking that He Yin's stomach was still hurting, he couldn't feel relieved, so he could only temporarily store those things in the nurse's station, and then went downstairs to call He Yin back.

"are you feeling better?"

"It still hurts, Yiming, when will you be back?"

"Peng Bin still needs my help here. I'm sorry, I may not be able to accompany you for dinner today. You can ask the sisters in your dormitory to help bring the meal back to the dormitory. Drink more hot water."

"Oh, then I'll wait for you, no matter how late I am, boo."

At the end of the call, He Yin kissed the receiver.

Zhang Yiming pulled the corner of his mouth lightly.

"Brother Li, prepare a mobile phone for me. A second-hand one will do. I'll go to Dongwan tomorrow to get it."

Zhang Yiming thought about it, and then called Li Zhenting.

Many people persuaded him to get a mobile phone before. He didn't want to be too ostentatious, and it was useless for a long time, but now, he thinks it is necessary to get a mobile phone. That's it for PHS.

(End of this chapter)