The Provincial People's Hospital is the largest and most powerful tertiary hospital among several nearby counties and cities, and it treats many patients every day.

Thanks to the lack of cars in this era, Jianghua doesn't have to worry about parking spaces.

When the hospital guard saw him driving a Santara, he thought it was some kind of leader and asked him to park the car in the inner courtyard.

"As expected of a provincial hospital, it is several times larger than our hospital in Jiangzhou."

Su Zhirou stood there and sighed as she got off the car.

"Come on, Xiaoyue, get out of the car and be careful, don't kowtow."

Jiang Hua helped his sister-in-law get out of the car and covered her head with his hands to prevent her from bumping into her.

"Thank you, brother-in-law."

Su Danyue's smile reminds people of a clear mountain spring, pure and sweet.

"Dad, what are those uncles and aunts doing?"

The daughter pulled his trouser leg and asked quietly.

In front of a big tree in the hospital building, dozens of men and women in hospital gowns stood next to a tape recorder, slowly stretching their bodies to the music.

"They are practicing Qigong."

Jiang Hua also answered quietly.

Don't think it's ridiculous, this is the time when qigong is booming. Various qigong classes are as common as square dances in later generations. You can see them wherever you go.

"Dad, can Qigong really cure diseases?"

My daughter is a curious baby and has endless questions.

"Of course not, those are all lies."

Jiang Hua curled his lips in disdain. Later generations have proven that this thing is pseudoscience.

"Young man, I don't agree with what you said. Who said qigong is a lie?"

A passing aunt heard Jiang Hua's words and argued with him unconvinced.

"Maybe the master I met is a liar."

Jiang Hua was not stupid, so he lied casually.

In this day and age, if you dare to say that qigong is a pseudoscience in public, you will probably get your head chopped off. Even many leaders believe this stuff.

"That's pretty much it. Later, Auntie will introduce you to a true master who can cure all diseases."

Auntie left with satisfaction.

Jiang Hua rolled his eyes. Don't look at this era. There are countless qigong masters of all kinds. They are all fake and all of them are liars.

"Come on, let's go register first and get Xiaoyue settled first. Then I'll go find out where my second uncle is."

Jiang Hua walked towards the outpatient department building.

While passing by the corridor between two buildings, he heard a somewhat familiar voice.

Inpatient building, in the corridor.

"Mr. Li, please, don't turn my dad into the aisle. He's not out of danger yet."

Ding Wenxin looked sad and begged with tears in his eyes.

My father was transferred to the Provincial People's Hospital the day before yesterday. The situation was extremely urgent at that time, and the rescue operation alone took a full five hours.

Now that my father's condition has just improved, the hospital issued a notice saying that he would be transferred out of the ward and placed in the corridor.

How can this be done? He is still so weak and needs a good environment.

"I don't want to do this either, but since you are in arrears and we haven't kicked you out of the hospital, we are already being lenient in line with the principle of treating patients and saving lives."

Head Nurse Li is a middle-aged woman with an expressionless face and a business-like tone.

"Nurse Li, we will find a way to save money. Please give me a little more time."

Ding Wenxin burst into tears.

This half-month experience has been like a nightmare.

First, my father insisted on going his own way, refused to listen to dissuasion, and reported his true name to the director of the flour mill, Luo Jianshe. Then he was retaliated against. On his way home at night, he was beaten by a group of thugs, causing broken ribs and bleeding in the chest.

She was sent to the hospital in the city, but they refused to treat her. In desperation, her family hired an ambulance overnight and sent her father to the Provincial People's Hospital.

Her family is not financially well-off, and her 5,000 yuan savings has been almost spent in the past three days, and she still owes the hospital a hospitalization fee.

"As a head nurse, I can't make decisions for the hospital. You'd better find a way to raise money quickly."

Nurse Li's attitude is very cold.

In fact, under normal circumstances, hospitals would not be so unkind, and she did not deserve to be such a villain.

Mainly because someone made a message and said that they wanted to teach this family a lesson, and the person who made the message was a leader of a provincial state-owned enterprise.

"Wen Xin, I still have some money here, please take the emergency first."

Jiang Hua's mother, Zhao Guilan, took out a bankbook and put it in Ding Wenxin's hand.

"Auntie, that's your pension money, I can't take it."

Ding Wenxin said while wiping away tears.

It's not easy for the aunt either. My cousin is useless, so it would be nice if he doesn't gnaw at his old age. There is absolutely no hope of providing for him in old age. If the aunt spends all her money, how will she live on in the future?

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your father is also my brother-in-law. We are all members of the same family. Don't be polite to me."

Zhao Guilan was determined not to take back the bankbook.

Jiang Hua stood on the other side of the corridor, looking at his mother with mixed feelings in his heart.

After his rebirth, he had fantasized about meeting his mother many times, but meeting him under such circumstances was something he never expected.

"Mom, take your pension money back first. I'll cover all of your second uncle's treatment expenses."

He suppressed his inner excitement and strode over.

Zhao Guilan trembled and looked at the person walking across from him, feeling familiar yet unfamiliar.

In her impression, her son was sloppy and smelled of alcohol, and the expression on his face was always impatient and irritable.

The young man in front of her was cleanly dressed and had a gentle smile on his face. Although he looked like her son, he felt strange to her.

Jiang Hua was also looking at his mother. Thirty years later, his mother's face had become blurry, but now that they met, he realized that he had never forgotten her.

But his mother's face was buried deep in his memory.

"Mom, long time no see!"

He couldn't control his emotions, so he walked over and hugged his mother gently, his eyes sore.

"son?"

Zhao Guilan's voice was trembling. If it wasn't broad daylight, she would even suspect that she was dreaming.

"It's me, Mom, I miss you."

Jiang Hua finally stopped suppressing his emotions. In his previous life, he was a complete bastard. He not only failed his wife and daughter, but also failed his mother. He was an unfilial son.

Su Zhirou stood not far away, watching this scene with a smile on her lips, and her heart was filled with joy.

"Grandma, do you still remember me?"

My daughter plopped over and asked with her cute little face raised.

"Remember, how could grandma forget about my daughter?"

Zhao Guilan looked at her cute little granddaughter and finally couldn't help it, covered her mouth and started crying.

Ding Wenxin looked at this scene dumbfounded. She even couldn't believe that the young man in front of her was her eldest cousin.

Didn't you say that he drank and gambled and was an incompetent second-rate man? But the young man in front of him, dressed neatly in a white shirt and trousers, really didn't look like a second-rate man.
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