Before going to the door of the ward, Song Qingcheng saw that the elderly care worker who was arranged for the temporary bed in the corridor was stretching his legs and chatting with the family members of the next bed with a melon in his hand.
"Grandma" Song Qingcheng suddenly blushed and walked quickly to the bed. "How do you lie here?"
The nurse is a woman in her early fifties, with a broad waist and a round waist, and she says, "What else can I do? The hospital is not a charity. How can you continue to occupy the bed from time to time when you pay the money, little girl? I won’t be here for a few days after you and I say hello today."
Song city ignored her. She was squatting beside the bed and looking at the old man who didn’t look so good.
"The nurse could have come to inform your grandmother that the medicine is not cheap. If you don’t pay it tomorrow, for example, what’s the name of Zuoxi Donald J. Munro imported injection, you have to stop."
The sleeping old man wearing a nasal oxygen tube woke up and saw his granddaughter. He was very happy that his voice was dry and he could raise his hand to touch the child’s cheek.
Song Qingcheng quickly grasped the old man’s thin right hand and asked softly, "Grandma woke you up?"
Grandma blinked and shook her head again.
"You rest first." The whole song dynasty had a sour corridor in its heart, and put the old man’s hand back in the quilt and turned to the nurse. "I’ll go to Dr. Fan to find out about the situation."
……
Doctor Fan met Song Qingcheng several times and knew that she was the family member of the 4-bed old lady in Ward 621.
"Your grandmother Cary has been in debt since the day before yesterday." Dr. Fan moved the mouse and brain to check the photo situation. "We can’t help it. It’s not enough for you to see Cory’s beds. There are beds on both sides of the corridor."
The whole city clenched his backpack with "Dr. Fan, it is inconvenient for my grandmother to live in the corridor when she is old …"
Dr. Fan interrupted her, "Otherwise, it will be relatively cheaper for you to change hospitals for the elderly, such as town hospitals."
Coming out of the office, Song Qingcheng sat in the porch chair and bent down to bury her face in her arms, tired and confused.
She didn’t know what went wrong. Lu Xishan said that she had already called 50,000 yuan.
Thinking that the old man was still lying in the corridor, there was a damp heat in the corner of Song Qingcheng’s eyes. She held the mobile phone and didn’t know who to call. No one but Lu Xishan could come up with so much money.
In the past a long time, the doctor’s office door suddenly opened.
Song city eyes light lift-
When Dr. Fan saw the girl who had not left the door, he immediately said, "I was going to find you in the past. The Finance Department gave me a message. Last night, someone helped your grandmother pay for two months. It was their negligence that happened to have a patient discharged from the hospital here, so the horse arranged for your grandmother to go in."
Returning to the ward nurse is already a cheerful face and will never leave his job again.
It’s a shame that the whole Song Dynasty didn’t care about people looking at money with her.
The old man was leaning against the bed after intravenous drip, and his granddaughter came back with a loving look on her face.
Grandma used to be a rural teacher, but her salary can at least support herself and her granddaughter. But since seven years ago, her asthma has worsened and her heart has gone wrong. Her serious illness and minor illness have followed. Although the medical level in Nancheng is advanced than that in small towns, she can’t enjoy medical insurance across regions, so that her monthly pension of more than 2,000 yuan is not enough to take Zuoxi Donald J. Munro injection once.
☆ Chapter 3 People are sometimes not as good as a dog when they are alive.
Watching his granddaughter sit by the bed and peel apples for herself, the old man asked, "How is school recently?"
"Well, it’s quite good." Song Qingcheng looked up and smiled at her grandmother. "The final exam is scheduled for the seventh and seventh of next month, and I can often come to the hospital to accompany you when I have a holiday."
"Your uncle came to see me in the hospital last week," grandma said suddenly.
Grandma gave birth to a daughter in this life, and this uncle refers to Lu Xishan.
"He bought a lot of things, and I couldn’t finish eating some, so I asked the nurse to take them home." Grandma fell on her face, and her eyes were cherished, and Nai earnestly charged, "If you have nothing to do after your uncle’s homework, help do more housework."
"Good" Song Qingcheng obediently put the cut apple into the toothpick and showed it to grandma.
"I thought about going through the discharge formalities when the weather cools down. I can’t see this disease well. It’s better to go back to Yu Rao and have a headache and fever. The hospital there can also watch here. It’s purely burning money."
Song Qingcheng wiped the fruit knife with a paper towel and then directly vetoed Grandma’s plan to "how can this be the same as Yu Rao? Nancheng, a small county, is the provincial capital. Those experts who treat diseases are all here." Then she held the old man’s hand and said, "I have a relative like you. What am I doing here if you leave Nancheng?"
I think I can’t take good care of my granddaughter. The eyes of the old man are red. She has seen Lu Xishan’s wife. She is a very strong woman. Five years ago, she and the 16-year-old Qingcheng were received by Lu Xishan from Lujia. Even though Ge Wenjuan didn’t say anything when she met their grandparents, she made no secret of her condescending indifference.
The old man sighed, "Grandma dragged you down."
"Nothing." Song Qingcheng tugged at his lip angle and tried to make himself light. "I just asked Dr. Fan and he said that your situation has been stable recently."
"…" Looking at the sensible granddaughter, the old man didn’t know what to say.
Song Qingcheng clenched the old man’s hand and solemnly said, "Grandma believes I will get better."
……
At 9 o’clock in the evening, Song Qingcheng returned to Lujia Villa from the hospital, and no one was hanging around in the dark.
Today is Saturday when Lu Xishan and his wife go to Ge’s house for dinner.
Since Lu Yunxuan got married and went to Switzerland with her husband, Lu Xishan and his wife have more frequent contacts with Ge Wenjuan’s family. On the Lujia side, Lu Xishan has a dead brother, who is a relative and will only be connected on holidays.
Back to the room, Song Qingcheng threw himself into the big bed.
She stared at the ceiling, and her mind was full of thoughts, thinking of her grandmother’s illness, her situation and the money she spent like running water …
Sleeping in a daze, the phone rang suddenly.
Song Qingcheng presses the answer key to Shen Che’s voice, "Don’t come to the imperial court tonight?"
Huangting is the largest high-end nightclub in Nancheng, including bars and chambers of commerce, especially the chamber of commerce, which is very successful. No matter celebrities, politicians or business tycoons, it will be the first choice for social occasions here.
She didn’t open her eyes and said, "Nothing’s not going."
"I just went to a bar. Jack can’t catch a cold. He can’t sing tonight. Brother Liang said the rescue price is three songs. One thousand yuan is first come, first served."
"Didn’t say so" Song Qingcheng instantly woke up.
Hey hey smile Shen Che words that head.
Hung up the words Song Qingcheng immediately got up and went to the front of the wardrobe to open the cupboard door and drag a package sealed paper bag from the top floor to make sure that the wig and clothes and other equipment were conveniently taken from the floor hanger and pulled open the door and hurried downstairs.
Twenty minutes later.
Shen Che looked in all directions at the entrance of the imperial court, wearing a club system and a famous brand on his left chest.
Just then a taxi stopped not far away.
The girl wearing a navel-exposed sleeve shirt and denim hot pants pushed open the door to make up her eyes. The long legs were so white in the night that Shen Che immediately greeted her. "Aunt, I’m skipping work. If you don’t come, I really have to cut this head off to apologize to Brother Liang!"
Song Qingcheng, who just entered the imperial court, was attracted by a black-and-white fur border animal husbandry in the lobby. His body shape was very beautiful. There was a khaki leather collar tied to his neck, and imperial court workers pulled a traction rope to feed him.
There is a rule in the imperial court that pets are not allowed to enter this border grazing area, which is obviously an exception.

Shuiyunjin left the pie mouth. "It’s a pity that I don’t believe in ghosts and gods."
"Do you believe it or not is one thing? This world is more cruel than ghosts." Sister Luo suddenly said a sentence meaningfully.
ShuiYunJin when she thought of MoXiao "are you waiting for him to come to you or"
"When you are better, otherwise, how can those two people be relieved?" Sister Luo looked at Shuiyunjin.
Shuiyunjin didn’t say anything now, and it was very meaningful to say anything.
The palace was diagnosed by a physician, and the emperor was unconscious because of poisoning. Most of the toxins have been removed by the physician’s diagnosis and treatment. He heard that ten people hanging from the city wall were very dark, which was a demonstration to him to force him to submit.
"Uncle Huang has seen him." Huangfuda raised his eyebrows.
The emperor nodded. "I think he came to see me specially."
Huangfuda’s face has no color, but there is a wave in her heart.
In another place, there is a carriage with eyebrows slightly fixed, and others are in charge of it.
The carriage stopped in front of a luxurious mansion, and I don’t know what I was thinking before he lifted his feet.
It was not until the evening that Moyang came out of the mansion. He walked alone and unconsciously came to the yard of Sister Luo. He waited in front of the door for a long time and never came in.
When Shuiyun Park in the room was watching the farewell, she saw Zi Xia coming in from the outside. "Miss Mo Shen is here."
Shuiyunjin Zheng Moyang finally appeared "Do you know about Sister Luo?"
"The Lord knew early in the morning that the handmaiden sitting in the drawing room dared not ask, and even dared not invite the ink imperial doctor to come in. I don’t know what to do." Zi Xia looked at Shuiyun Park and hoped that she could have any good ideas.
"Go and see" ShuiYunJin stood up.
Zi Xia immediately before holding the servant two people walked to the front yard.
Sister Luo in the drawing room really sat there like a sculpture and didn’t move.
Shuiyunjin looked out and went straight to the front of the soft couch to sit down.
"In such a hurry, my girl’s curiosity is quite heavy." Sister Luo can’t see Yunjin’s mind.
"Who told you to always keep it a secret? You can’t blame me for being curious, and you’re going to be so stiff all the time." Shuiyunjin raised her eyebrows and worried about each other. Wouldn’t it be better to make it clear?
"I didn’t let him in." Sister Luo also raised her eyebrows.
Shuiyunjin chuckled at Zi Xia Yang Yang hand Zi Xia Bai immediately out of the drawing room.
It was a long time before I saw Mo Yang came in.
Mo Yang has always given people the feeling that he is carefree and carefree, and it is rare for elegant people to look so light and pale as they are today.
When Mo Yang came in, the complicated eyes first saw Sister Luo’s eyes dyed a little painful color, while Sister Luo was as unkind as ever and did not even see him.
Water cloud park looked at the two men eyes blinked to hold the Zi Xia hand servant two people out of the drawing room.
As soon as Shuiyunjin walked out of the drawing room, she immediately let go of Zi Xia’s hand and went to the window to start listening to the wall. Zi Xia Naide had to follow one side.
However, when there was no sound, Shuiyun Park couldn’t hear anything. Mo Yang finally said, "I didn’t expect to hear from you and see you again."
"Did he tell you I was dead or did I betray you?" Sister Luo finally looked up at Moyang.
Mo Yang’s eyes were suddenly dim. "You and I lived with Master Taoyuan for 20 years, and all the medical skills and martial arts were given by my father. No matter what he did, I didn’t want to go against his will. I left that year."
"It’s better to think of him as a master and a person when you’re gone. It’s better than seeing his true colors and wanting to cramp and chop meat day and night." Sister Luo sneered.
"Shuer, I’ve always wanted to ask you what happened afterwards. Why did you become like this? Master said you were dead." Mo Yang had already regretted it for so many years. The thought of leaving her and leaving her alone was the most unsuccessful thing he felt in his life. He was sorry for her.
"It’s no different from death. If I hadn’t been waiting to see him die with my last bite of resentment, I would have died." Sister Luo said very calmly.
"Shuer, I’m sorry that you’ve suffered for you over the years." Mo Yang looked at Sister Luo with guilt. He never dared to come to see her, but he just didn’t know how to face what she was going through now. It should be that he took on all this for her, but he was afraid to speak out and leave with anger.
"You’re not sorry. We haven’t had you since the day you left. You can sit here now. It’s either a favor." Did Sister Luo finish seeing Mo Yang’s guilt and bitterness, and she was so calm.
Mo Yang closed his eyes and hid his grief. "You should blame me, but Shuer. I know you must have come from the master this time. I want to know what happened after I left. I have a deep feeling about all this. Tell me and let me do something again."
"You’ve met him." Sister Luo said.
Mo Yang nodded. "Master just arrived in Beijing and seems to want to stay here for a long time."
"What did you say to him? You told me." Sister Luo was calm until she stopped.
Mo Yang shook his head. "I know how you can avoid him. You are you. What do you want to do next?"
"No matter when you left, you’d better stay out of it now, otherwise you don’t know when you will die." Sister Luo looked at Mo Yang solemnly.
"Master said that when he was old, let me come back to him like that." Mo Yang remembered Master’s words at that time