249: C249 A Bitter Mother and Daughter

C249 A Bitter Mother and Daughter

"Auntie Liang, what happened to Xiao Ying?"

Who would have thought that the woman was actually her old neighbor, Auntie Liang who had lived in the same courtyard for over ten years.

Aunt Liang's husband was a worker, and a particularly dangerous mine worker. Six years ago, he had an accident and was paralyzed in his sickbed.

She was a woman, looking after men and children, and she never took a day off.

Yan Xiaolu used to complain that her work was too tiring, but every time she returned home and saw Auntie Liang's tired body, she would have to take on some private work. By midnight, everyone else was asleep or playing on their phones, but she was still hard at work.

Therefore, she saw someone who was even more tired. Compared to her, she was much more passionate about her work. Compared to Auntie Liang, she was simply insignificant.

"Get up first. We are also conducting research on this matter. Your daughter needs an operation and the cost is huge. We will help you think of a way. Don't do this."

Dean Chen sighed and then looked at the head nurse beside him.

The head nurse and a nurse helped the woman to her feet, but it was still useless. The woman was crying and had a huge impact in the corridor.

Dean Chen shook his head helplessly and left. He told a few doctors to go comfort the women and not to yell in the hospital.

The doctors tried to persuade her for a long time, which finally made the woman calm down. They then put the girl on the bed, but there was no bed. They could only put her in the corridor, just like everyone else.

Yan Xiaolu saw that the head nurse and the rest had left before she approached them.

"Aunt Liang, is Xiao Ying's illness serious again?"

Yan Xiaolu walked to the bedside and looked at Xiao Ying who was still unconscious on the bed.

Although it could be treated, the cost was too high. Not to mention Auntie Liang, even the wealthier families would have to demolish their houses and sell them for money to make ends meet.

"Hmm, Xiao Ying's life is so bitter. She's still so young. If the heavens can't open their eyes, why didn't they give me the disease? Ai, this is fate."

Aunt Liang's pale face was filled with helplessness. Her hands were rough, and she had been doing hard work all year round. She was only 35, but she looked like she was almost 40. If the conditions were good, she would be a little woman. She was a beauty in the city.

However, the burden of her family had completely destroyed everything that she belonged to a woman. Her hands were even rougher than a man's, and her skin had lost its original luster.

She was preparing two bags of instant noodles when she reached out and patted Xiao Ying gently. She said softly, "Xiao Ying, get up and eat something. It's your favorite taste of braised pork …"

At this point, her voice was choked with sobs. As a parent, seeing her daughter suffer, her heart felt as if it had been cut by knives.

The migrant workers had rented a dilapidated house for more than ten years. Their families were poor and their daughters were very sensible. They had never let her worry or spend money carelessly and had even helped her do dirty jobs. Although the mother and daughter were bitter, they were happy.

In a simple little room, mother and daughter made money from the soles of their shoes as they hummed a little tune. The paralyzed man on the bed also smiled at them and sang a few off-key lyrics, and the family of three ate salted vegetables and porridge. They looked bitter on the outside, but their hearts were filled with sweetness.

However, with Xiao Ying's severe illness, Aunt Liang's support ceased to exist. She began to resent the heavens for causing her family to be so unfortunate.

Xiao Ying gradually woke up, and with a twitch of her nose, she looked extremely weak. When she saw her mother's tear-stained face as she passed over the fragrant instant noodles, she forced out a smile and said, "Mom, you eat first, then I'll eat again."

Instantly, Yan Xiaolu, who was standing to the side, burst into tears. She could no longer control the sorrow in her heart. She had seen too many life and death experiences of parting, but when she saw the scene before her, she could no longer control her emotions and cried out loud.

"Auntie, Xiao Ying, you guys wait here. I'll go get you a meal first!"

Turning her face away, Yan Xiaolu placed the few hundred yuan on the bed before turning around to leave. She was afraid that if she continued to watch, she would cry until she fainted.

After running outside, she thought for a moment, then took out several tens of thousands of yuan from her bank card and ordered two meat dishes to be brought back.

However, when he returned to the corridor, he found that Xiao Ying's bed had already been occupied by another person.

She looked around anxiously. When she passed by Qin Feng's ward, she stopped, pushed open the door and walked in.

At this moment, Xiao Ying was lying on the sickbed, eating instant noodles and holding an apple. She was laughing happily.1

Aunt Liang was washing a towel and helping Xiao Ying wipe her face and hands while she worked.

Yan Xiaolu walked over and placed the thirty thousand yuan on the bed. There was also the prepared food as she smiled and said, "Auntie Liang, this is thirty thousand yuan. I only have this much savings. You must accept it as long as it can help Xiao Ying."

When Aunt Liang heard that, she was momentarily stunned. After a long time, she shook her head and said that she did not want the money.

However, Yan Xiaolu's attitude was firm, and she had no other choice. Looking at Qin Feng, who was sleeping on a chair in the corner and eating an apple with a face full of interest, Yan Xiaolu had no choice but to give her money and a thousand words to express her gratitude. She bowed deeply to Yan Xiaolu.

"Deer, thank you. If Xiao Ying gets better, we'll both repay your kindness in the future."

Yan Xiaolu couldn't bear the pain in her heart and felt that the heavens were too harsh on this family. She glanced at Qin Feng in the corner and smiled faintly. Her impression of this guy was much better.

He had finally done a good deed.

Time flowed by. In the afternoon, Yan Xiaolu received a call informing her that there were too many patients in the car accident last night. She needed to work overtime. She ran to the hospital as soon as she woke up.

After being busy for a while, he finally had time to rest. He ran to Qin Feng's room to check on Xiao Ying.

As soon as she entered the ward, she found that it was filled with people who seemed to be donating money. There were also many relatives of Aunt Liang's family. However, when she saw the several thousand yuan on the table, she shook her head.

This bit of money was like a drop in the bucket. She had asked around, for Xiao Ying's surgery, it would cost at least 1.2 million yuan and she would need to pay it back three times.

There were also reporters around who were doing coverage interviews as well. They seemed to be raising funds for Xiao Ying. The donations received online were pretty good, already reaching a few tens of thousands.

At this moment, a young man walked in with a bag in his hand. Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the bedside.

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