Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 156 The Extraordinary Jiang Erye and His Sharp Heart (9)

Shen Ci'en didn't stop her, she didn't chase after her, she called the real housekeeping company after Jiang Zhuo left, and asked someone to come over and clean up the house as quickly as possible.

Money is everything, and the other party quickly tidied up her living room, making Shen Ci'en's mood better as the ruins in the living room disappeared.

I was thinking about whether I should take a walk around the office today, go to see the furniture, and repair all the things she smashed, when Shen Ci'en's cell phone rang. It is the best hospital in Hong Kong City, and the cardiology department is the best. An authoritative doctor in charge.

"Have you found a suitable heart source?"

Her congenital heart disease continued to deteriorate as she grew older, and the doctor told her that she could only continue to live if she underwent heart surgery when she grew up.

Shen Ci'en has long been mentally prepared to undergo heart replacement surgery, and now he only needs to find a suitable heart source.

Doctor Song on the opposite side agreed, took the organ donation agreement in his hand, walked to a secluded corner and said in a low voice: "Heart resources are currently available but not available to hospitals. It is a great risk to detain your matching heart at the first time, Miss Shen, come here quickly."

Shen Ci'en lazily said thank you to the other party, and found the other party's WeChat transfer of 1 yuan, which was all hard work.

It was noon when she arrived at the hospital, and she was not interested in seeing her heart source. As a result, Dr. Song did not take her into the cold storage where the organs are stored, but took her to the door of a ward, and asked her to see the sick and haggard woman inside.

Shen Ci'en: "...?"

The doctor lowered his voice and said to her: "The woman is a leukemia patient. After the operation, the family has no way to pay for the follow-up treatment. She also felt that she would die, so she voluntarily signed the organ donation agreement of the hospital. Her surgery fee is returned to her son..."

The more Shen Ci'en heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he frowned and looked at the doctor in disbelief: "You don't mean to ask me to wait for her to die before digging out her heart?"

The doctor groaned: "Miss, you can't say that, which heart is not staying in a living person's body before transplantation, compared with those hearts that are put into cold storage after death, people just die. The transplanted heart is even fresher."

Shen Ci'en couldn't accept it, and frowned at the woman in the ward: "What is she trying to do? Just to make the hospital pay back the treatment fee for the operation? Her family forced her to do this?"

That woman is equivalent to selling her own life for money. A person like Shen Ci'en who has never been short of money since childhood really can't understand the other party's suffering.

"That's not true. This woman's family is poor, she doesn't have a husband, and there is only a young son who has just grown up in the family. He is filial and runs to the hospital every now and then..."

Just as he was talking, the doctor looked into the distance, took Shen Ci'en to an inconspicuous corner, and pointed to a person for her to see.

"Her youngest son heard that his academic performance is good, he is very motivated, and he gets a scholarship every year. It is because of this that her mother doesn't want to use up all the savings in the family because of her illness, and delay his bright future for nothing... ..."

Shen Ci'en has never seen this kind of suffering in the world since she was a child. She glanced curiously in the direction the doctor pointed, and her eyes narrowed.

In front of him, a young man in white hurried past with a payment slip and his eyes were stern. While walking, the opposite sex on the road turned their heads and couldn't help but look at him more, but he didn't look sideways, and walked into the ward with a cold face.

Shen Ci'en was very familiar with this person. Just in the morning, she was still at home trying to expel him with 2 yuan.

"...How much is the woman's surgery fee?"

Subconsciously, I asked this more.

"100 million." The doctor replied.

"Not much." Shen Ci'en frowned slightly, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why would they give up their lives for such a small amount of money?"

The doctor raised his eyebrows and explained to her with a slight smile: "100 million may be as easy as 100 yuan in your eyes, but in the homes of ordinary people, it may take a lifetime and the savings cannot reach this amount. What's more, that woman's family is not ordinary, and belongs to a particularly poor family."

As he said that, the doctor also showed doubts, and complained in a low voice: "When the mother and son first came to the hospital, they couldn't even pay 2 yuan for the emergency treatment fee. Everyone thought he couldn't pay the surgery fee, but it turned out really I just handed over 100 million, and I don’t know where I got the money from.”

Shen Ci'en scratched his hair irritably, and stared at the ward with complicated eyes for two seconds.

Where did you get the money from?Then she couldn't be more clear.Isn't she a living bodhisattva standing at the door of someone's ward?

After hearing what was going on with Jiang Zhuo's family, Shen Ci'en knew it well, no wonder Jiang Zhuo came to her house to look for her again yesterday.

She originally thought that he was willing to degenerate, that's why he was degraded to the club at a young age, and she was not satisfied with taking her money, so she asked her for money again.

But when Jiang Zhuo appeared in the hospital, in front of a woman who was judged by the doctor as unable to pay the treatment fee and was about to die, Shen Ci'en began to look at him differently.

In the ward, the loving mother didn't say anything about signing the organ donation agreement, but took her son's hand and persuaded him softly.

"There is a limit to how long a person can live, Jiang Yan, you don't have to worry about your mother, you are now at the best time in your life, you should focus on your studies, don't go to the hospital all the time..."

Jiang Zhuo's icy face showed signs of melting when he faced his mother. Looking at his emaciated and emaciated mother, he frowned and said in a low voice.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about me. You can rest assured to receive treatment here. I have already borrowed the follow-up treatment fee..."

Shen Ci'en was far away from them and couldn't hear the conversation inside, but she could see the two supporting each other and the mother and child being dependent on each other, her eyes were a little moved.

She is now in a daze, and can remember many episodes of last night. She remembers how Jiang Zhuo grabbed her, who was drunk and crazy, and how he hugged her, trying to comfort her very clumsily.

No matter what his original intention of making these actions towards her was, Shen Ci'en, who was emotionally broken last night, was warmed by his slightly unfamiliar actions. She accepted this affection, otherwise she would not As for wanting to give him 2 yuan this morning to send him away.

Now that he knew that the purpose of his need for money was to pay for his mother's medical expenses, not to spend lavishly on himself, Shen Ci'en couldn't bear to let such a young man go.

If her mother had had a chance to be rescued back then instead of dying directly on the operating table, she would probably do the same, so save her at all costs...

At the payment office of the hospital, Shen Cien, who was about to transfer 20 yuan to Jiang Zhuo, showed doubts: "He has already handed in the money?"

(End of this chapter)