Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 536
Before Gao Cheng could speak, she immediately cut off the call.

Mu Yunshen's face was tense, and he kicked the chair at his feet away. Gao Cheng's heart trembled, and only Xiao Pang, the doctor, dared to touch the scale of his ancestor.

The air pressure in the room was very low, so Gao Cheng ventured to test it out, "Brother Chi, why are you two arguing? Doctor Xiao Pang's temper is not someone who gets angry easily."

He actually wanted to say that a woman like Pang Jiayi who can stay with Mu Yunshen's idiot for more than a year is not just a woman who wants his money, but a warrior.

Mu Yun's face was cold, and he gritted his teeth for a long time before saying, "She said she was going back to go on a blind date and get married! The fuck is telling me now, what do you think of me?"

The corners of Gao Cheng's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, what do you think of others? You don't want to marry yourself, and you won't let others marry?Let you take all the good things.

"Brother Chi, I think Dr. Xiao Pang is right. My sister is younger than her and has children. Dr. Xiao Pang is so good. There must be many people who miss her. Since you think you can't get along with her Well, why don't you let go, and generously give a red envelope, which is also considered affectionate and righteous."

"fart!"

Mu Yun stared at him deeply, with a fierce expression, "You can teach me what I need to do!"

Gao Cheng was taken aback, and when he realized it, Mu Yunshen had already left the room.

After sorting out the case, Pang Jiayi yawned, and looked at the time, it was getting closer.

Everyone went to have lunch, and there was only another nurse on duty and a doctor on duty on the floor. She poured a cup of hot water, and after drinking, she went to the duty room and knocked on the door.

"Xiao Zhao, do you want me to bring food for you?"

"No need for Miss Yiyi, we have already asked my colleagues to pick it up," Xiao Zhao, the nurse on duty, said in amazement, "It's already so late, why did you go down to eat? That little girl, that weird mother is causing you trouble again?"

"No," Pang Jia smiled, "I was too busy, I forgot the time. Fear"

"Sister Yiyi, you really are. No one on our floor knows how difficult that woman is. The director is bullying you because she has a good temper. Obviously this patient should belong to the new intern. Shameless, I must give the director A gift."

"Be quiet."

Pang Jia frowned, "Hospital is no better than home, don't talk nonsense, you know?"

Xiao Zhao stuck out his tongue, with a slightly angry expression on his face.

Pang Jiayi sighed. The eighteen-bed girl had bone cancer at a young age, but she was about to face amputation when she was a teenager.

The little girl is not talkative, well-behaved and sensible, but her mother is really unflattering.

A year ago, the little girl often complained that her legs hurt. The adults probably thought they were growing up and didn't care about it. As a result, after that month, her legs were swollen badly. When she came to the hospital for an examination, she was found to be bone cancer.

Previously, I was seen at a tumor hospital in the city. After more than half a year of treatment, there was no improvement. Two months ago, I was transferred to their hospital.

After seeing it, the doctor said that the best treatment is amputation. The little girl's mother was not willing, saying, if the child is amputated, she will become disabled. Who will take care of her in the future? Will you take care of her?
She said that the hospital insisted on amputating her limbs in order to earn high operation fees, and you asked her to take the child to another hospital, but she said that the hospital would not save her if she died, and ignored human life.

Because of this, there were several times of back and forth, and now the entire department avoids mentioning this woman.

As soon as Pang Jia's vacation was over, as soon as she came, she was told that the sick number had been thrown away.

According to the director, since you can't enter the operating room now, you should take more care of the inpatient department.

In this way, he threw this hot potato to her.

This week, the eighteenth bed has been the most problematic.

Because her mother did not agree to the amputation, now she can only undergo partial chemotherapy. After each chemotherapy, the child would vomit. Her mother seized the opportunity and said that the medicine given to her by the doctor was not good, and the child must be uncomfortable, so he vomited.

At first Pang Jiayi was able to explain, but now she doesn't bother to talk about it. When she went to see the little girl, she would avoid her mother.

The woman has a job and is not here most of the day. She loves the child so much that she will bring some snacks for the child every time she makes rounds.

The little girl was very sensible, she refused to pick it up at first, but after she did, she said thank you several times.

After getting along for a few days, the little girl also relaxed her guard and was willing to chat with her.

It was only later that she realized that the little girl was in a single-parent family. Her father died on the construction site earlier, leaving her to live with her mother.

Half of the comfort money for compensation on the construction site was distributed to their mother and daughter, and the other half was taken by her grandma to her youngest son as a wife.

What she got in her hands was only tens of thousands of dollars, which was almost enough for her two months of hospitalization.

She also secretly told Pang Jiayi that her mother didn't want her amputation, but that they couldn't get together the operation fee. Because of her illness, her mother ran to her hometown several times, hoping that her grandma could get the previous money. She came out to see a doctor, but was kicked out of the house by her uncle and aunt.

She also apologized for her mother, saying that she was actually just talking badly, and she never blamed the doctor in her heart.

She said that her mother said, if even your closest relatives are unwilling to sympathize with you in this world, how can you expect others to help you, so during the year of illness, no matter how difficult they had, her mother never Outsiders have told about their hardships. She works three jobs a day, and her monthly salary is gone after one chemotherapy session. She feels that she is a drag on her mother by being alive.

Pang Jia felt sad when he heard it.

Two days ago, she quietly helped the little girl apply for a relief fund from the hospital. If it is approved, she can undergo surgery in advance, and the remaining surgery fee can be deferred.

In this world, everyone has their own way of life. The girl's mother used the thorns all over her body to cover up her self-esteem. No matter what, she admired such a person.

"I'm going downstairs to have something to eat, the little girl in the eighteenth bed, you can watch for me, and call me if you have anything to do

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After explaining to Xiao Zhao, Pang Jia went downstairs and left.

In fact, she was not very hungry. She had been ill for a week, and her sense of taste had failed. Everything she ate was as tasteless as drinking plain water.

After walking around for a while, I finally went to a fast food restaurant and ordered a chicken curry rice, and started to eat it.

In ten minutes, lunch was done, and I helped the little girl take a cup of yogurt.

When I got upstairs, I found that the little girl hadn't slept, she buried her head and didn't know what to draw on the paper.

She walked over and put the yogurt on the table next to the child's bed, and whispered, "Why don't you sleep?"

The little girl raised her head and called out with a smile, "Sister Yiyi, I'll give it to you."

Pang Jiayi took it over and saw that it was a sketch of her in a white coat.

The little girl painted very well, each stroke was drawn with great care, and Pang Jia felt a little sour in his heart.

She said seriously, "Thank you, I really like it."

The little girl smiled shyly, and said, "When I was young, I really wanted to be a doctor, but in the future, I probably won't have the chance. Now I think being a painter is not bad."

(End of this chapter)