Chapter 258 Killing Horses and Cow(1/3)
"Who are you?"
Han Xiaomei suddenly sat up from the hospital bed and looked around, only to realize that she was in a ward.
Looking at the young man sitting in front of him, he couldn't help but ask:
"Why am I here?"
"ah!!!"
"It's over, there's another class that has yet to be made up, it's over, it's over!"
As she spoke, she quickly jumped down from the hospital bed, picked up the book beside her and rushed out.
Su Bai watched her running out in a hurry and couldn't help but frown.
Is there something wrong with this girl?
No, you have to pay for the medical expenses, right?
"Bang……"
Suddenly, the ward door was pushed open again.
Han Xiaomei walked in with her face flushed and said a little embarrassedly:
"They... they said that the fees have not been paid and they cannot be discharged from the hospital..."
"I……"
"That's right!"
Su Bai nodded, thinking that this girl finally remembered.
"Since you're fine, I'll leave first... I've already paid part of the fee. You can pay the rest yourself. There shouldn't be much left!"
"etc……"
Before Su Bai could go out, Han Xiaomei grabbed him and said hesitantly:
"Um...I don't have any money, can you..."
Su Bai looked at her strangely, curled his lips, and nodded helplessly.
Then he turned around and walked out of the room.
"Yes...I'm sorry!"
Han Xiaomei stood in the ward, looking at the departing figure, muttering something in a low voice, then she saw the fruit placed aside, seemed to remember something, picked it up and rushed out.
"This... take this, I don't need it!"
Downstairs in the hospital, she finally caught up with the young man. Han Xiaomei handed him the fruit in her hand and said softly:
"I will return the money to you...can you leave your contact information...I..."
The fingers were pinched together tightly.
"Uh, no need!"
Su Bai waved his hand and smiled, stuffed the fruit into the little girl's hand, shook his head slowly, and left directly.
It can be seen from her clothes that this little girl named Han Xiaomei probably comes from a very average family background.
In today's society, how could anyone not even have a mobile phone?
Not to mention I don’t even take any money with me when I go out.
And, most importantly, Su Bai had read this little girl's work notes.
It is no exaggeration to say that this is the busiest person Su Bai has ever seen, working part-time almost non-stop.
but……
It was just a chance encounter, and it had nothing to do with me.
"Right..."
After Su Bai took a few steps, he turned back and said:
"The doctor said you are malnourished and can't finish your work. The donkeys in the production team don't dare to be like you... pay more attention to your health!"
After finishing speaking, Su Bai walked out of the hospital step by step.
Han Xiaomei stared blankly at the back of the person walking away, frozen on the spot for a moment.
The donkey of the production team?
What is this?
"I will definitely return it to you in the future!"
Han Xiaomei groaned, looked down at the fruit in her hand, grinned, and trotted out of the hospital.
Walk along the street.
Soon we arrived in front of a dilapidated house.
"I'll just try one..."
He gently picked a purple-red grape and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyebrows immediately stretched.
"So sweet?"
He groaned and hurried upstairs carrying his things.
After opening the door, a damp smell hit my nose.
He frowned slightly, put down his things quickly, and began to clean up the garbage in the house.
"sister……"
He shouted into a bedroom and woke up a young woman who was sleeping soundly.
"It's time, don't go to sleep, I'm going to cook and get up to eat!"
"Well, I got it..."
Han Xiaoqing rubbed his swollen forehead and responded softly. After being dazed for a while, he sat up from the bed.
After getting dressed, he quickly opened the door to another room.
There were two old people, a man and a woman, lying on the bed, but...
Both of them looked demented at this time, lying quietly on the bed, motionless.
Reaching under the two men, Han Xiaoqing took out the diaper pad with difficulty, put an old man's back on his shoulders, and replaced it with a new diaper pad.
After everything was changed for the two of them, she was already sweating profusely.
"Sister, please ask me to come with you!"
Han Xiaomei, wearing an apron, stood at the door and said with a frown.
"Okay... you hurry up and get some food. I'll feed my parents some food later, and I have to go out quickly!"
"Today will be very busy, you don't have to wait for me tonight..."
"Here is 2,000 yuan. Don't forget to buy medicine for them tomorrow..."
"Oh, I'm too late. Prepare a steamed bun for me. I can't make it!"
Looking up at the time, Han Xiaoqing exclaimed and rushed into the room. After changing his clothes, he picked up a steamed bun and gnawed it before going out.
"Sister, there are fruits here...you..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw his sister had already gone downstairs quickly.
"well……"
Han Xiaomei sighed and walked into the kitchen again.
A long time later, after feeding the two old men through the stomach tube with a needle, they also had no time to look at the fruits on the table and hurried out the door.
Their time is precious.
It can be said that every minute and every second you need to make money to support your family.
Not only are there expensive debts that need to be repaid, but the daily injections of medicine that the two elderly people need are not cheap.
but……
No matter how hard they tried, the debt not only did not decrease, but even increased.
And Han Xiaomei's daily life is like this.
I get up before dawn in the morning, go out to work my first part-time job at a breakfast shop, come back to cook at noon, and then rush to make up lessons for others until the afternoon... Then I work part-time as a kitchen chef in a restaurant, until I close at midnight and go home!
And her sister...
While walking on the road, Han Xiaomei gritted her teeth when she thought of her sister.
Get up at noon every day, go out from noon, and don't go home until the next morning.
She knows a little about her sister's work.
To be continued...