It's fine.
The three words "Senior Brother Cao" were concise and to the point. His handsome and beautiful black eyes looked at her with a gentle smile, as if to say that the mother was fine, or as if to say that she would be fine?
I was lying in bed in the dormitory at night. Maybe because I slept too much during the day, I couldn't fall asleep when I opened my eyes. I looked out the window and could vaguely see signs of the night wind and snow hitting the glass.
I got up and sat for a while. My second sister had to go home tonight and didn't stay in the dormitory. She was also very homesick. After going to the obstetrics department, I realized more and more how great mothers are. I miss my mother.
I wanted to call home today, but I was afraid that when I talked to my mother, I would recall the scenes of those mothers last night and couldn't help but feel sad.
She picked up her phone to see what time it was, and opened her text box to see a message from Senior Brother Cao after he came home before she went to bed:
"Very beautiful. I like it just as much."
Senior Brother Cao is a very nice person, he would probably say he likes whatever she gives him. Xie Wanying couldn't help but laugh when she saw this.
Cao Yong, who was at home, was actually a little confused when looking at the new handkerchief she gave him: Why was the color of the handkerchief she gave him this time completely different from the last time? Last time it was blue, this time it was brown.
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Maybe she was thinking that he would like handkerchiefs of all colors. If so, what color would she give him next time, green?
No, a stubborn person would never think so much. For example, she gave her a blue jacket that day just because she thought that Senior Brother Cao's smile was as sunny as the blue sky. This time she gave her a brown jacket just because she remembered that when Senior Brother Cao came to the emergency room to see her that day, she felt that Senior Brother Cao would look very handsome in a brown British style windbreaker.
She lay down and continued to sleep. Suddenly her cell phone rang and a text message came in. Xie Wanying picked it up and saw that it was from an unfamiliar number. It said: Can you lend me some money?
The image of classmate Geng popped into my mind almost without thinking.
Then came another text message saying: Sorry, I sent it to the wrong person.
I picked up my phone and quickly texted back: "I can borrow it. How much do you want?"
After a long silence, the other party sent a message: 500.
“Is 500 enough?”
It was just her usual rhetorical question, but the other party might have realized that she had guessed the story and did not respond.
As a well-known poor student in the class, Xie Wanying was more likely to guess than the counselor and the class monitor why Geng lived frugally and insisted on sending money home.
Simply because the family is poor, the poor will not let their children who can go to college send money back to support their living expenses. Like her mother. Living expenses are not much more for poor people. If you can go to college and there is one less person to feed at home, how can you say that the living expenses are not enough.
With the help of the counselor, she and Geng's tuition, miscellaneous fees, accommodation and other fees have been reduced to almost nothing in recent years. They have scholarships and other financial aid to support their living expenses at school, so they don't have to worry about it.
She didn't believe that Geng didn't work odd jobs like her to earn money. After paying for her own expenses, she should be able to save some money and wouldn't be so tight on money that she had to eat only steamed buns.
There is only one explanation left: Geng's family has a patient who is a long-term expensive patient.
Expensive medical expenses are the final straw that breaks the camel's back for poor families, whether in developing or developed countries.
Regardless of who you are, the medical expenses required to cure a disease are basically the same. As a result, many lives have to be sacrificed because of money.
This kind of abandonment often means not only abandoning the patient's life, but also abandoning the treatment effect, and abandoning the patient's physical fitness and quality of life. Long-term accumulation will eventually collapse like a sand pile.
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