Yao Qiyue originally planned that if Jiang Wentao was out of danger, she would take Jiang Mei and Xiaobao back to Beijing City first, as this place was not suitable for Jiang Mei to recuperate.
This was not over yet, Dr. Zhao was the first to find Yao Qiyue.
The police in the ward had not finished questioning Jiang Wentao and Jiang's mother when Dr. Zhao knocked on the ward door.
The room instantly became quiet, and everyone looked out the door.
Doctor Zhao said calmly, "Comrade Jiang, Comrade Yao, please come to my office."
Yao Qiyue hadn't heard Dr. Zhao address them so formally for a long time, and they both thought that something might have gone wrong with Jiang Mei.
Doctor Zhao looked at Xiaowu's case and couldn't help but frown.
When Yao Qiyue came in, Dr. Zhao had just tidied up the medical records on the table. It was called a medical record, but in fact it was just a notebook written by Dr. Zhao himself.
Here are the detailed conditions of every patient he treated.
"It's like this, I have something I want to tell you about Xiaowu."
Xiaowu had two ribs broken by Wu Jun and is still staying in the hospital. Her injuries are quite serious.
Yao Qiyue promised Damao that she would help pay for Xiaowu's medical expenses.
However, after Wu Jun was sentenced, Wu Guoliang paid Xiaowu's medical expenses and compensation in order to reduce Wu Jun's sentence.
Yao Qiyue didn't know what else Xiaowu needed her help with, so she asked in confusion, "What's wrong with Xiaowu, Doctor Zhao? If you have something to say, just tell us directly. We will definitely not refuse if we can help."
Although Jiang Ye has been in poor spirits and looks haggard these days, he is not as sickly as before.
"Yes, Doctor Zhao, what happened to Xiaowu?"
Doctor Zhao handed over Xiaowu's medical records and sighed, "Xiaowu, there's a blood clot in his stomach."
"Our place is small, and the medical facilities are not as advanced as those in Beijing. I suggest that Xiaowu be transferred to Beijing for surgery."
Yao Qiyue frowned when she heard this: "How are we going to take Xiaowu back? Can she take the long-distance train like this?"
Xiaowu's ribs haven't healed yet, so she doesn't dare to act rashly.
Doctor Zhao discussed this with several doctors in the hospital. After all, Xiaowu was Doctor Zhao's patient, and he was very worried about Xiaowu's condition.
If Xiaowu doesn't undergo surgery, he will face death.
"We've discussed it in our hospital and decided that in Xiaowu's case, surgery would be best to remove the blood clot in his stomach."
"The hospital's equipment is limited. We suspect the blood clot may have been caused by the impact of the injury on the stomach. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that it was a pre-existing cyst."
"So, these all need to go to a big hospital for further examination."
Doctor Zhao had no other choice. The medical conditions here were limited and Xiaowu was too young. They didn't dare to perform surgery rashly. Maybe if Xiaowu went to a big hospital, he might still have a chance of survival.
I heard that the X-ray equipment introduced by Beijing can take pictures of organs inside the human body.
"We have no other options now. We can only take the train to a large hospital and try. Otherwise, there is little hope here."
Yao Qiyue thought that Damao, a half-grown child, had to raise several other children. If Damao knew about this, he would probably be very sad.
She had been with Damao for a while and knew she was a good kid. Ultimately, Xiaowu's situation was her own fault for being immature. If she hadn't approached Damao with the flour, Damao wouldn't have taken the risk.
"Doctor Zhao, I know everything. You know I have a lot going on at home right now. Let's deal with it today. I'll go to the train station to buy tickets and take Xiaowu back to Beijing tomorrow."
Yao Qiyue thought about it and felt that it would be a good idea to take Jiang Mei back with her.
Doctor Zhao pulled an envelope from the drawer and handed it to Yao Qiyue: "I know this incident has caused you trouble. Xiaowu is still young. If there is a glimmer of hope, I hope we can all try our best."
"This is the money donated by all the comrades in our hospital to Xiaowu. Take it first. If you don't need it for the surgery, please send us a telegram or call us. We will work together to find a solution."
Yao Qiyue pushed the envelope back and said, "Xiao Wu's case should be funded by the Wu family. How can I accept your money?"
Doctor Zhao handed the envelope to Yao Qiyue without hesitation: "Take it. If we really wait for the Wu family to get the money, we don't know when it will be."
Yao Qiyue had no way of refusing the kindness of the entire health center staff and had to accept the envelope.
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When Yao Qiyue and Jiang Ye returned to the ward, Jiang Wentao had already fallen into a deep sleep.
Now Xiaobai is the only one left of the two police comrades. Jiang's mother sits beside the bed and keeps wiping away tears.
Seeing the depressing atmosphere in the ward, Yao Qiyue turned and went to Jiang Mei's ward. Jiang Mei and Xiao Wu were in the same ward, but not on the same floor as Jiang Wentao.
Jiang Mei was holding a Chinese textbook and explaining the ancient poems in the book to Xiaobao. When she saw Yao Qiyue come in, she quickly put the book down.
"sister in law."
Yao Qiyue responded softly.
Xiaobao couldn't wait to climb off the bed, ran to Yao Qiyue and hugged her legs.
San'er was sitting next to Xiaowu's bed. Damao had to go out to find some work every day. There were so many mouths waiting to be fed at home, and she couldn't take care of Xiaowu in the health center all the time.
Yao Qiyue picked up Xiaobao and walked to Xiaowu's bed to take a look. Xiaowu's face was pale, he was not sleeping well, and he was groaning in pain.
"San'er, go find Damao. I have something to discuss with her."
San'er has become quite familiar with Yao Qiyue recently. When he heard that someone was looking for Damao, he ran out of the ward without saying a word.
Yao Qiyue put Xiaobao on the chair. Seeing that Jiang Mei was in a good mood, she said, "Tomorrow, I will take you and Xiaobao back to Beijing."
"Before you leave, can you tell me why your forehead was injured?"
After Yao Qiyue directly asked such a question, Jiang Mei's eyes instantly turned red. She was distracted for a moment, and after a long time, she choked up and said, "My mother wants me to get married."
Jiang Mei is only fifteen years old after the Chinese New Year, and it is very normal that Wu Meiyue wants to marry Jiang Mei off so early.
"Do you know who she's betrothed to?"
Jiang Mei nodded, biting her lip and saying, "Xiao Jie is not good at academics. My mom found a teacher for him, but the teacher felt that Xiao Jie's foundation was too weak and was unwilling to teach him."
"My mom heard that this teacher has a divorced son who hasn't found a wife yet, so she wanted me to marry him. That way, the teacher will be a relative of ours, and he can help Xiaojie with his studies."
Yao Qiyue rubbed her eyebrows and was so angry that she laughed.
This Wu Meiyue is really profit-driven. In her eyes, her relatives are just stepping stones for Jiang Jie.
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