Chapter 011 Does space have a regeneration function?
The ox cart arrived at the county hospital.
Song Mo stopped the car not far from the outpatient clinic gate and said to Wen Kexin, "You guys wait in the car. I have a comrade here who is said to be a leader in the logistics department of the hospital. I'll go find him first."
Wen Kexin murmured in her heart. She didn't expect that Song Mo had acquaintances in the small county town. She nodded and said, "Okay, we'll wait for you in the car."
Song Mo ran in hurriedly.
A few minutes later, Wen Kexin saw Song Mo and a middle-aged man in his thirties wearing a cadre uniform walking out, followed by several doctors and nurses in white coats carrying stretchers.
Everyone worked together to carefully place Wen Jiancheng on the stretcher and carried him inside.
An hour later, after the examination, the doctor asked seriously: "The patient has been injured for several days, right? Why wasn't he sent to the hospital in time? If he had waited another two days, the patient would never have been able to stand up again in his life."
Wang Qiaolian was frightened and her face turned pale.
Wen Kexin was also secretly afraid and asked with concern: "Doctor, can the surgery be performed as soon as possible?"
"We will arrange hospitalization first. The surgery can be done in the afternoon. The patient is not allowed to eat at noon. Liquid food can only be eaten 24 hours after the surgery."
Wen Kexin felt emotional. It is often said that it is easier to get things done if you have acquaintances. If Song Mo hadn't found an acquaintance, the operation would not have been arranged so smoothly.
She looked at Song Mo with gratitude and quickly went to complete the hospitalization procedures.
Only then did I know that the hospital has single rooms, double rooms and dormitory rooms. After thinking about it, I decided to get a single room.
The waitress at the window saw the little girl outside the window wearing patched clothes, and asked again in confusion: "Little comrade, we must vigorously promote the spirit of thrift and diligence. Are you sure you want a single room? The bed fee for a single room is 1.8 yuan per day?"
When Wen Kexin heard the other party say words that were typical of the times, she felt amused but remained calm on the surface.
At the same time, I felt deeply: Only one yuan and eighty cents, it’s really cheap!
In later times, a single room in a hospital would cost at least more than 100 yuan a day.
I quickly remembered that one yuan and eighty cents could buy more than two kilograms of pork in those days, so I immediately gave up the idea of getting a bargain.
She said firmly: "Comrade, we must resolutely oppose extravagance and waste! Because my home is far from the hospital, four people came to accompany the patient, so we need a single room!"
The waitress understood, and then she wrote the bill and said, "Comrade, please pay the 20 yuan deposit for hospitalization!"
Wen Kexin took out the twenty yuan that she had squeezed out of the toothpaste from her grandma and handed it in, sighing in her heart: Money is so hard to spend!
After Wen Kexin finished the hospitalization procedures and came back, she took everyone to the ward.
Wang Qiaolian asked in surprise: "Is this a single room? You are so bold to spend money, girl?"
A few years ago, her father-in-law fell ill, so she went to the town to take care of him. She had stayed in the hospital for a few days, so she had some experience.
Wen Kexin explained confidently: "Mom, Dad will have surgery this afternoon, and he needs a quiet environment before and after the surgery. Besides, there are several of us taking care of Dad, so we can all stay in a single ward. If it is a room with many people, we have no place to stay. It will cost extra to stay in a guesthouse."
This makes a lot of sense!
Wang Qiaolian didn't know what to say.
Wen Jiancheng, who was lying on the hospital bed and fighting the pain, nodded with difficulty and said, "Wife, Daya is smart, just follow her instructions."
Wang Qiaolian said with regret: "Dad and mom were incompetent and didn't continue to support your studies..."
Wen Kexin learned from the original owner's memory that this body only graduated from elementary school. He had excellent academic performance during his school years. No matter whether it was a big or small exam, he got 100 on every test until he graduated from elementary school.
The principal of the junior high school came to her home in person and allowed her to study in junior high school for free.
Old Lady Wen refused to let her study no matter what, and even said rudely, "Your aunt is going to take the high school entrance exam soon, and the family doesn't have the money to support two students. Didn't you see that your uncle's Dazhu and Erzhu didn't go to school? Why should a money-loser go to junior high school?"
Everyone knows that Dazhu and Erzhu are terrible at studying and always get zero marks on exams.
They gave up studying themselves.
Although Wen Jiancheng and his wife tried to put in some nice words for her, the old lady remained stubborn.
He keeps talking about losing money.
The original owner had a weak character and didn't dare to say that her aunt wasn't also a money-loser.
After dropping out of school, she did not give up studying. She borrowed books from others and took time to teach herself junior high school courses.
As for Wen Hehua, she was the last in her class until she graduated from high school. She was very proud of herself at home and became a cultured person who was high and mighty.
Thinking of this, the couple felt sad.
Wen Kexin said in a comforting tone: "Mom and Dad, that's all in the past. Anyway, I have finished all the junior high school courses, and I have also learned a lot of high school courses. It's okay as long as I have the level. Don't worry too much."
"That's right. Even if you have a high school diploma, it's useless like your aunt."
The original owner knew clearly that although her aunt graduated from high school, she always failed the job recruitment exams in the city.
Many of her classmates were admitted, which means that my aunt's high school graduation was too fake.
Song Mo explained: "I'll see how my father-in-law's surgery goes this afternoon. If it goes well, I'll drive the ox cart back to the brigade in the evening."
Wen Kexin recalled what the team leader had repeatedly reminded her of when she borrowed the ox cart. In those days, oxen were very important to the team leader, and she understood his nervousness.
"All right!"
It was almost noon, and Wen Kexin said to everyone, "I'm going out to buy some things and will be back soon."
Song Mo hurriedly said: "I'll go with you!"
"No, I'm afraid something might happen. My mother doesn't understand anything. I feel relieved if you're here."
Song Mo asked hurriedly: "Do you have a ticket?"
Wen Kexin was stunned. She had forgotten that you need a ticket to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative or department store at this time.
what to do?
Her face suddenly became conflicted.
Song Mo decisively took out a small pile of neatly arranged bills from his pocket and handed them over, patiently admonishing: "Take them and use them. If the bills you need are not available, you can talk to the waiter and pay more. Be polite when talking, and don't quarrel with others."
"Okay!" Wen Kexin was touched.
In fact, she wanted to go out and take out the lunch box, towel and other things in the space, as well as her lunch.
If she took Song Mo with her, she would have to buy it with money, but the money she had was too little and she couldn't bear to do it.
She also wanted to find an opportunity to inquire about where the black market was in the county town, but forget about it today, she would find a chance to sell some things tomorrow.
Individual transactions were not allowed in this era. Everyone goes to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy whatever they need.
The supply and marketing cooperatives had limited goods and could not meet market demand, so private illegal transactions, or the black market, emerged.
As the saying goes: The bold will die of overeating, while the timid will die of starvation. Some people take risks to set up black markets in order to make money, and many people also dare to buy and sell items in the black market.
Let’s talk about it after my father’s surgery this afternoon. We must not lose the big picture for the small.
Thinking of this, she found an empty alley, entered the space, and prepared to take something out of the space.
Suddenly, she found something wrong with the space shelf.
She clearly remembered that when she was shopping, she bought fifty leavened bean cakes, ten in a stack, five stacks in total.
Last night, she used her consciousness to take out three bean pies, and now the five stacks of bean pies are about the same height.
After a careful look, there were indeed fifty steamed buns on the shelf.
She was suddenly surprised and her heart was pounding. Could it be that space has the function of regeneration?
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