"Where is the baby's father?" the doctor looked behind her and asked.
"The child's father is still at the construction site and has not come over yet!"
"Your child's condition is very complicated. He was born with ventricular septal defect, heart valve stenosis, and a small number of cardiovascular malformations. Surgery must be performed immediately, otherwise the child may not survive a month."
"What? Doctor, what did you say?" Muta's mother did not stand firm and was about to collapse on the ground, but Mo Xiaodie grabbed her.
"Do you have insurance or medical insurance? This operation is relatively complicated and costs about 300,000 yuan. If you have medical insurance or insurance, your burden may be lighter." The doctor kindly gave them advice.
Muta's mother leaned on Mo Xiaodie and cried: "We have no insurance. We only have rural medical insurance, which is from other provinces. It doesn't seem to be available in Yucheng."
The doctor was a little embarrassed: "Your child's condition is not suitable for transfer to another hospital. The risks on the road are too great. You go and pay the fee first. As for the surgery, you can discuss it later when the father comes."
Muta's mother asked tentatively: "Doctor, how much should I pay first?"
"In this case of your child, you should pay 10,000 yuan first!" The doctor sighed, shook his head and returned to the ward helplessly. Probably because he had seen many such sad things in the hospital.
Mo Xiaodie helped Muta's mother sit down on the chair in the corridor of the ward.
Muta's mother held her hand: "Thank you, thanks to you today, otherwise my Muta might have -" As she said that, she couldn't help crying softly.
Lu Chenxu looked up and saw a dusty man of medium build running towards the end of the corridor. He looked to be in his fifties, wearing work clothes from a construction site, with a haggard and panic expression on his face.
He looked around for a while and saw Muta's mother rushing over.
"Xiao Fen, how is the wooden tower?"
When Muta's mother saw him, she couldn't help crying anymore: "The doctor said that the operation must be performed immediately. It costs three hundred thousand, otherwise Muta, Muta won't be able to last a month."
Muta's father took a step back and muttered to himself: "Three hundred thousand? Didn't you say that two hundred thousand is enough before?"
"The doctor said our Muta's condition is too complicated. What should we do?"
The couple couldn't help but sip silently. The sorrow of the poor is like this, making people full of despair.
Mo Xiaodie couldn't help it anymore and interrupted them: "Well, Mother Muta, how much money do you have in your hands now?
She was actually prepared to help them pay for everything, but she was afraid of hurting their self-esteem, so she asked in a different way.
Muta's mother and her husband looked at each other, wondering what she meant by asking: "A total of one hundred thousand."
Mo Xiaodie looked back and Lu Chenxu came up with a way to solve the problem without increasing the burden on Muta's parents.
"Just wait for me."
She turned around and pulled Lu Chenxu aside. Before she could speak, Lu Chenxu gave her a credit card: "The secret is your birthday. There is no upper limit. You can spend whatever you want. I have no objection!"
Mo Xiaodie rolled her eyes at him and sighed softly. Lu Chenxu was indeed a straight man, and his way of thinking about problems was really straightforward.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her sigh, Lu Chenxu was a little confused.
"You'll put a burden on them by doing this."
Lu Chenxu frowned in confusion: "What's the burden? As long as I can save his son's life."
"Young Master, you are really aloof and unconventional."
"I want to discuss with you. Isn't the aunt in charge of cleaning at home going back to her hometown in a few days? Let's ask Li Muta's mother to come to the house to do cleaning! Also, I think Li Muta's father is not young anymore.
, why not let him work as a security guard at Lu's, and the money will be considered as an advance payment for their salary. What do you think?"
Lu Chenxu looked at her deeply. Her words: "Home" made him feel warm in his heart. Xiaodie seemed to have tried to accept him. This was a good start.
He held Mo Xiaodie's hand and whispered in her ear: "Wife, you have the final say in the house, I have no objection."