Chapter 335: Sky-high Medical Expenses

"Then you wait here, the meal will be ready soon!"

Zhou Hao took out a small stool, which was actually made of three pieces of wood. It was very simple.

Meng Xiaoxiao sat on the stool obediently, looking at him with burning eyes: "Zhou Hao, I find you are so amazing, you can do everything!"

She had been staying at Xia Jing's house for several days, but she had never seen Zhou Hao go to the kitchen before.

"I'll make you something delicious, I'll be happy to do that!"

Meng Xiaoxiao just felt sweet in her heart. This is how a man should treat her, love her, and pamper her, instead of being like Ning Zhiyuan!

That's a big fool who doesn't understand romance at all.

But there was nothing she could do. She had liked him since she was a child. When she was very young, she decided that when she grew up, she would become his bride and give birth to many children for him.

But now her body...

Meng Xiaoxiao decided to wait a few days and go to a big hospital for advice. She didn't believe that this disease would prevent her from having children!

Although she could adopt one in the future, if possible, she would of course hope to raise her own son.

…

At this time, in the room, Xia's mother was very excited. She saw the clothes that Xia Jing had not finished sewing on the sewing machine. These were all cut out. Wouldn't it be easy to make them?

Mother Xia sat down and started working. She thought about how Xia Jing just kicked her feet casually when she was making clothes. Wasn't it easy?

Mother Xia was full of confidence. She put the clothes under the needle and started kicking her feet.

But ideals are full of hope, but reality is very cruel. The sewing machine that was originally obedient in Xia Jing's hands became awkward in her hands.

Mother Xia was extremely anxious. She fiddled with it for more than 20 minutes before she was able to get the hang of it. However, the thread that came out was crooked, and the stitches were of different sizes...

Not to mention the customers, she herself couldn't bear to watch it. In desperation, Xia's mother could only find a pair of scissors, pull out the thread that had just been sewn, and sew it again.

She repeated this process three or four times before the stitches she made became much better looking.

Although it is not quite neat, it is not noticeable from the other side.

Mother Xia took a look and felt that the impact was not that big, so she simply decided not to take it apart and continued sewing.

She was still feeling proud in her heart. If she had known earlier, making clothes would not be that difficult. She was also very talented. Otherwise, why did both of her daughters know how to make clothes? And they were both very good at it.

Now it’s good, she can do it herself, and when she makes some money here, she will ask Meng Xiaoxiao to help her buy a sewing machine, so she can go out and take jobs after returning home. By then, she can earn more in a month than her husband does in half a year, and her husband can do all the housework! Who makes her earn more money?

As for the son, it is even easier. As long as he has money, what kind of daughter-in-law can he want?

By the way, her son is going to be a high-ranking official, so when she looks for a daughter-in-law in the future, she has to look for someone who is of equal status, with a good family background and a father who holds a high official position. Then, she can promote her son and help him climb to a higher position.

Mother Xia only felt that her future life would be brilliant, and it all depended on her strategic planning and foresight.

If she hadn't had an idea and seized the opportunity to exchange her child with that little bitch Xia Liang, how could her family have such a good life?

So when it comes to marrying a virtuous wife, a wife like her is hard to find even with a lantern.

…

The next morning, Ning Zhiyuan hadn't come back yet, and Xia Liang didn't know what had happened to Dashuang. She got up as usual to cook and ate a little.

Because Ning Zhiyuan did not go to the reservoir today, she was too lazy to go there alone, so Yang Xiaohong ran over to accompany her.

In recent days, Yang Xiaohong has been studying at the educated youth training center and has made rapid progress.

"Sister, I am more confident now! I must be admitted to a school in Beijing, together with you!"

Xia Liang smiled: "I believe you can do it! By the way, how did you do on the three sets of papers?"

This was bought for her by Su Yaxian with great difficulty. There are not many study materials now, and even fewer mock test papers like this.

"I basically know them all." Yang Xiaohong raised her head proudly.

"It's not enough to just learn it. You have to learn how to apply it to other situations. For every problem you have, you have to learn how to solve similar problems!"

Xia Liang casually took out a set, glanced at it quickly, and picked a big question from it: "For example, this one..."

Xia Liangju gave Yang Xiaohong several examples. She remembered that this type of question had appeared in her previous life, but it was a variation. Many people had not been able to react to it. In addition, the time for the college entrance examination was limited, so many people lost points on this question!

Yang Xiaohong looked serious, which was completely different from her usual carefree personality when they were together.

"Sister, you have a very good grasp of the knowledge. After you explained it, I feel like I know how to solve many problems!"

Xia Liang smiled faintly. In fact, sometimes learning is not just about memorizing.

"You need to expand on the same question yourself, for example, this one..."

The second question Xia Liang mentioned was similar. She believed that if she gave Yang Xiaohong this advice, as long as she was determined, she could get a lot more points in the college entrance examination.

At this time, in the town hospital, Brother Yang San was extremely anxious. The doctor here had already said that they could treat the leg and had already re-bandaged and fixed it, but they really had no idea when the child would wake up.

There are no instruments here and no way to check, they just said that the child might have a brain injury!

Liu Zhaodi fainted in anxiety. Ning Zhiyuan went out to look for a car. There were really few cars available in the town at that time. He couldn't find one for a while, so he wanted to borrow the car that was used to transport things to the reservoir and take the child to the provincial hospital for a checkup.

But Brother Yang San looked embarrassed.

"The child's illness must be treated! Didn't the doctor say that if we send the child to the provincial hospital now, there might still be a way to treat him! If we delay, there may be no chance anymore!"

The village chief was trying to persuade him, but Yang Sange shook his head in frustration: "Uncle, I know what you mean, but you also know the situation at home. We have no money! Even if we send the child over, the hospital won't help treat him without money!"

Just now he secretly asked the doctor here that his daughter's condition might not be cured in the past, and that a few dozen dollars would not be enough, perhaps hundreds.

The key point is, no one can say whether the money can be used to cure the disease. After all, it is a brain injury. Who knows when the child will wake up?

The village chief was also stunned. He looked at Yang Sange's embarrassed expression and comforted him:

"The money thing is easy to talk about. I have twenty dollars here. You can use it first."

"Don't worry, it's more important to see the child."

Twenty yuan? Brother Yang smiled bitterly:

"Uncle, you know our family's situation. We simply can't afford the high medical expenses. I just asked, Dashuang might not wake up even if we spend hundreds of dollars. Twenty dollars is not enough."

"What did you say?"

Liu Zhaodi was stunned. Her eyes widened and she clutched Yang Sange's arm tightly with both hands. She asked in disbelief:

"How much does it cost?"

"Hundreds, or maybe a few hundred."

Brother Yang San also had a headache, but he still told the truth.

"This...is incurable. We won't treat it."

Liu Zhaodi shrank back in fear, her eyes filled with horror:

"It's just a fall, why spend so much money?"

"The girl has grown up. When she finds a husband, how much is the bride price? Twenty or thirty yuan at most. But she has to pay for medical treatment..."