With the help of everyone, Zhang Er's "Mao" mother was carried to the town, and an ambulance from the Second People's Hospital of Yibin City also rushed over. Zhang Er's "Mao" stuffed the cigarettes in his third uncle's hand and asked his third uncle to distribute it to everyone. In addition, he paid two hundred yuan to prepare for his third uncle to lead everyone to a meal, but he was caught by everyone. Rejected abruptly.
Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't force it either. After all, I am not a big money. My mother's medical "medicine" fee has not yet been paid, so after saying "thank you" three times to everyone, he led Song Siyu to climb up. The ambulance, of course, followed by Zhang Wanquan and Liu Cuihua.
Although it was late in the evening when the ambulance arrived at the hospital and it was past six o'clock, it was an emergency after all. After all, it was a patient who was dispatched by the ambulance. So things went well. Zhang Er's mother was quickly settled. After I got down, the chief brain physician did not leave work, and directly performed a detailed examination on Zhang Er's "Mao" mother.
The final conclusion is that the head of the brain has a tumor of three to seven centimeters, and surgery must be performed as soon as possible. The specific situation has to be determined after a "magnetic resonance" scan of the brain tomorrow morning. If time permits, surgery can be performed in the afternoon.
After listening to the doctor's words, Zhang Er's "Mao" breathed a long sigh of relief. After settling in his mother, he took Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua out of the hospital and found a small restaurant for dinner. Originally, I was still planning to be glamorous in front of Liu Cuihua's eyes, but now Zhang Er's "Mao" had long lost that thought, and even the boarding pass in his pocket was thrown away early.
Now Zhang Er's "Mao" also understands that his mother has to spend at least 30,000 to 40,000 yuan after the operation, but he only has 20,000 yuan in his hand, and he has to ask Liu Cuihua to borrow money, how can he dare to be in front of others? Show off.
After dinner, Zhang Er's "Mao" took Song Siyi and Liu Cuihua to a small hotel, preparing to open two rooms, one for Liu Cuihua and Zhang Wanquan to rest, and the other for Song Siyi to rest, and he was going back to the hospital to guard his own. Old mother.
Originally, this arrangement was considered reasonable, and Liu Cuihua and Zhang Wanquan also agreed, but Song Siyi, who was on the side, cocked a small mouth and refused to stay in this small hotel. Zhang Er's "Mao" look was helpless, so he had to settle down and Liu Cuihua and his wife took Song Siyi out of the hotel and walked towards the big hotels in the city center.
Perhaps it seems to Zhang Er's "Mao" that Song Siyi is from a big city after all, and is the daughter of a wealthy family. It is indeed a bit wronged for him to stay in such a small hotel. However, what Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't expect was that this little Nizi still refused to go in at the entrance of the hotel, which really stumped Zhang Er's "Mao" for a while.
"Miss Song, you will just take a look. It's not a listing here. What do you want?" It is true that Zhang Er's "Mao" is a bit angry now, looking at Song Siyi with a fierce expression.
"I..." Seeing Zhang Er's "Mao" look fierce and evil, Song Siyi was so aggrieved, the tears in his eyes almost flowed out.
"What are you? I don't understand. Why are you people in the city so virtuous? My mother is still lying in the hospital. You are still picking different things here." Zhang Er's "Mao" is still With a look of anger, the guy yelled before Song Siyi had finished speaking.
"I... um..." Finally, Song Siyi couldn't bear the grievances in his heart anymore, and cried out after losing his voice.
Seeing Song Siyi crying, Zhang Er's "Mao" was also a little anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Okay, okay, I didn't mean to scold you, I was in a bad mood, my mother was still lying in the hospital. , Do you understand my mood, too?" Zhang Er's "Mao" said while pulling Song Siyi's hand and preparing to walk towards the hotel, but Song Siyi struggled away.
"It's not that I don't think the place I live is bad, I... I want to go back to the hospital with you and guard your mother together, woo..."
"Ah?" Zhang Er's "Mao" was stunned this time, completely dumbfounded, she didn't expect Song Siyi not to dislike the poor accommodation conditions, but wanted to accompany her back to the hospital. "Um... That Miss Song, I was not good just now, but... But you'd better find a place to rest for one night, my mother is fine now, surgery will be done tomorrow, and the hospital is also noisy, so you should rest..."
"I'm not!" Song Siyi yelled before Zhang Er's "Mao" words were finished. "I'm going back with you anyway."
Zhang Er's "Mao" looked embarrassed and embarrassed. He didn't know what was going on with Song Siyi, why the other party had to go back with him to take care of his mother, but one day Zhang Er's "Mao" knew Song Siyi. His mother passed away early, and perhaps Zhang Er's "Mao" could understand this little Nizi's mood and this unusual behavior when she hadn't received her mother's love since she was a child.
When he returned to the hospital, Zhang Er's "Mao" mother was already asleep. Song Siyi didn't wake the other party, but after washing in the bathroom on the side, he returned to the hospital bed and slept next to Zhang Er's "Mao" mother. Past.
Looking at his mother, looking at the slight smile on Song Siyi's face lying on the side of the bed, Zhang Er's "Mao" sitting on the side chair could not sleep for a long time, and the feeling in his heart was quite deep.
Early the next morning, Zhang Er "Mao" took his mother to do an enhanced "MRI" as soon as he went to work in the hospital, and then took his mother to various departments to check various physical functions. It was almost noon that the chief physician was called into the office.
The results have come out. The brain tumor is oval, more than six centimeters in length and two centimeters in width. It has compressed many nerve tissues and must be operated on immediately!
It was a good thing to be able to perform the operation immediately, but Zhang Er's "Mao" was a little anxious when the chief physician said the difficulty of the operation was "sex" and he had to sign the documents, and the tears fell again. Down.
The tumor compresses the optic nerve and the auditory nerve, and if there is a slight accident, both eyes will be blind, and both children will be deaf;
The tumor compresses the swallowing nerve. Once there is an accident, you cannot swallow food afterwards, and can only "insert" a gastric tube into the nostril to deliver mushy food;
The tumor compresses the balance nerve. If it is damaged, the body will lose its balance and can no longer walk;
The most important thing is that the tumor grows in the left brain, very close to the brainstem. Once the brainstem is damaged, it will be paralyzed or even die immediately! Of course, there is one more terrible thing, that is, the blood platelets of the patient are obviously low. If the bleeding cannot be stopped well during the operation, it will inevitably increase the difficulty of the operation, and even...
Zhang Er's "Mao" did not speak, but wiped the tears from his face heavily, then picked up his pen and signed his name on several large surgical consent forms.
"Yeah." The chief physician put away the file. "You go back and prepare for your mother now, and the operation will begin at 2 o'clock in the afternoon."
"Thank you." Zhang Er's "Mao" stood up and said sincerely.
"By the way, how much did you pay last night?"
"Five thousand!" The mention of Qian Zhanger's "Mao" was a little nervous.
"That's all right, you can pay another 20,000 yuan." After that, the chief physician turned and walked out, leaving only a dumbfounded Zhang Er's "Mao" behind him.
(This chapter seems a bit boring and may not suit everyone's appetites, but what the winter solstice wants to say is: this is the personal experience of the winter solstice, and the mother of the winter solstice has indeed suffered from such a disease. Such an operation is fortunate. The operation was successful, and my mother is now recovering. Of course, there is no Song Siyi beside Dongzhi, and there is no Li Jingjing in his body.)