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Chapter 143: A Thousand Years of Dreams

Seeing Ye Fei's anxious eyes, Yang Le nodded, pulled Ye Fei and ran out, leaving Leng Feng and others behind.

"Let's follow, let's go." Yang Yu looked at the two anxious people, picked up his bag, and chased after him with a few people.

Ye Fei was sitting in the passenger seat. He didn't know how to drive. While looking at his direction, he kept urging, "Hurry up, faster."

"Don't worry, we'll definitely be there in half an hour." Yang Le's eyes became sharp and he stepped on the accelerator. He made a brand new Santana run like an F1 formula that was about to be scrapped, running desperately on the road.

, causing a lot of screams and curses.

Ye Fei looked at his mobile phone. He had already made dozens of calls. Every time there was a busy signal. Except for the first two messages, there seemed to be no other messages. Although there was air conditioning in the car and even a phone call

It was still low temperature, but Ye Fei's head and palms were still full of cold sweat.

The car drove from Wuchang to Hankou at high speed. Yang Le also forgot about the traffic rules. The speed was still very fast. In less than half an hour, Ye Fei finally rushed out of the car door and stepped into the hospital.

door.

"Hello, is there a patient named Wang Qiu? Where is she now?" Ye Fei asked the nurse. There were so many patients in the hospital now. The nurse was answering other people's questions. After it was Ye Fei's turn, he looked

Looking at what Ye Fei was wearing, he said, "You need to go to the inpatient department and ask, we can't answer it here."

Ye Fei gritted his teeth. Yang Le locked the car and walked in. He saw Ye Fei staring at the nurse in front of him with red eyes. After understanding what was going on, he sneered and said, "Call your dean out.

.”

The nurse glanced at Yang Le and said, "I'm sorry..."

"Call me out! Otherwise I will take you out of Wuhan!" Yang Le went crazy and yelled, scaring the nurse so much that she ran to the side to contact the dean.

Ye Fei's mood was still throbbing, but he finally suppressed it a little, "Don't do this, it will be bad for your reputation if it spreads on the Internet."

Yang Le chuckled, "It doesn't matter, why do you care about reputation?"

At this time, the nurse stumbled over and said, "Sir, Miss Wang Qiu is in the inpatient department 340, but she is undergoing surgery now, and her surgery fee is not enough. The hospital has begun to reduce her medication."

"Take me there! Hurry!" Ye Fei's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. Yang Le grabbed Ye Fei's arm, "I know the way, come with me. You, call your dean over, I want to take a look.

, what do you mean by putting patients first?"

After running out of the door, following Yang Le's guidance, Ye Fei finally found the inpatient department. Ye Fei's steps were so big that one step could be taken as three steps. When he arrived at room 340, he took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

He opened the door, but no one answered. Ye Fei felt anxious and kicked in.

What caught the eye was a man with a beard on his face and simple clothes. There was a little bit of dust on his body. It seemed that his clothes had not been washed and changed for a long time. When he saw Ye Fei come in, he patted his knees with his hands and stood up.

"It's you."

Ye Fei nodded, "Where is she?"

The man rubbed his eyes tiredly, "Operating room."

Ye Fei turned his head and continued to run, his breathing covering up his words. When the man saw Ye Fei running out, he hurriedly chased after him, but he couldn't catch up with Ye Fei's speed.

In front of the operating room, the lights above are on, indicating that the people inside are undergoing surgery, and also indicating that there will be several people whose hearts are hanging in the air. On the seat outside the operating room, there is a man with a haggard look.

, a woman with a ponytail, Ye Fei also knew this person, she was Wang Qiu's mother.

Ye Fei walked over tremblingly, "Aunt...how is she?"

The woman glanced at Ye Fei, tugged at the corner of her mouth with difficulty, "Sustain life."

Ye Fei seemed to have been hit on the head by a sledgehammer and stood on the spot. At this time, Yang Le rushed over. Behind him, there were people running and panting. Looking at Ye Fei standing in front of the operating room, one by one

My heart was filled with bad premonitions.

After looking at each other, Leng Feng walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Fei shook his head, sat down, made a fist with his hand, put it against his forehead, and closed his eyes.

"Auntie, what's going on?" Yang Yu knew that Ye Fei was in a very bad mood, so he asked Wang Qiu's mother what the specific situation was.

Wang Qiu's father rushed over from the inpatient department at this time. He stared blankly at the crowd of people gathered in front of him. He was silent for a long time before slowly explaining, "The heart is not good. It beats too fast."

, the blood vessels can’t bear it anymore.”

Ye Fei looked at the man suddenly, "Didn't you say you were taking him to the hospital? Why did it happen like this?"

The man shook his head in pain, "I searched, searched many places, Shanghai, bei jing, I searched them all, and the results I got were all related to the heartbeat frequency, and the specific cause could not be found. Finally,

Qiu Lian has lost the ability to walk and lies in bed all day long. We also sold the store and used all of it for her treatment, but now she can no longer hold on."

"She was losing weight day by day. Her nutrition was very poor. Coupled with these illnesses, she was reduced to skin and bones. We tried every method we could think of. Finally, the doctor told us that there was only one method we could try.

Give it a try and change the heart." The woman's tears began to flow again, "Where did we get so much money?"

Ye Fei bit his lip, "About, how much is needed?"

"800,000."

This number was like a big mountain, weighing on his heart. Ye Fei couldn't get this money out at all. The man continued, "Originally, I found a channel, but with Qiu's illness, this channel

It’s also broken.”

"Stop talking, I won't let my daughter marry that kind of scumbag, Xiaofei, aunt is wrong, I shouldn't have watched your uncle drive you away like this before, I should have kept you, otherwise, at least Qiu would still be here

You can live happily for a while, woo hoo.”

Ye Fei looked at the woman crying in front of him, and the estrangement between them that existed in his heart was instantly eliminated. As parents, there is nothing wrong with their approach. They have no money, and they don't even have a brighter future.

Unexpectedly, if I were a father, I would not let my daughter marry someone with no future. They are not wrong, and I really have no reason to resent them.

"Uncle, aunt, wait for me for an hour, I will raise money." Ye Fei took out his mobile phone and ran out.

"Hey, Chicken Head, this is Pai Gu, do you have any cash on hand?"

"Hey, Brother Kai, I'm Paigu, yes, yes, yes, it's been a long time, brother, I have something to ask you..."

"Xiao Zhu, do you have any idle funds?"

...

Ye Fei made phone calls one by one and went through all his address books. As long as he could get some money, he would sell all the things in the game and then give some money to his family. Maybe he could get enough.

However, Ye Fei was doomed to be disappointed. All of them were classmates who had just graduated from college. There was no spare money, and only a few people found stable jobs. In the end, a few brothers gritted their teeth and scraped together 10,000 yuan.

Even a friend who was in the same dormitory in high school defrauded 3,000 from home and called Ye Fei.

"Not enough! Not enough!" Ye Fei looked at his bank card, 14059.5. This small number seemed to be laughing at himself.

At this time, a palm was placed on Ye Fei's shoulder. Ye Fei stretched out his hand and touched a stack of thick metal sheets under his palm. He took it and looked at it. Ye Fei's tears finally came.

It flowed down unsatisfactorily.

They are all bank cards, and each one comes with a password. Most of the numbers are only a few thousand, twenty or thirty thousand. Fatty once said that after making money, you should take out one-tenth of it and save it separately.

No, wait until you get old before you go out to eat and eat everything you can. And all the money you have saved is right in front of your eyes, reflecting the light.

Ye Fei held these bank cards tightly, nodded seriously, walked to the ATM machine next to him, inserted them one by one, and took out all the money. He did not take out the deposit in any bank card. Ye Fei was there

A knife is engraved in one's own memory, and all these must be paid back with all one's strength.

A total of 236,700 yuan. After taking out all the bank cards, the money could fill a box. Ye Fei picked up a box of money and slowly walked to the operating room. Behind him, everyone looked at Ye Fei quietly.

There are no words.

Ye Fei staggered to the operating room, and put the front in his hand in front of the two of them. A whole box of Mao Zedong made the two of them stunned for a while.

"Xiao Fei, you..."

Ye Fei interrupted her. Looking at the trembling lips, Ye Fei raised the corners of his lips firmly, "Don't worry, I will make all the money, don't worry."

"The director said that their hospital's suspension of medication was against professional ethics, so all surgical fees after this blood vessel migration operation are exempted." Yang Le walked in slowly and said to Ye Fei.

Ye Fei gritted his teeth and said, "Yang Le, you don't need to be like this. This is my responsibility."

Yang Le looked into Ye Fei's eyes, "Surviving is the most important thing."

Ye Fei looked at the people around him, exhaled forcefully, then took out a piece of paper, swung his pen, and wrote an IOU in words that were too ugly to read. He signed his name and found it.

The dean solemnly placed it in front of him and bowed. He thanked him and was willing to temporarily waive the treatment fee.

Some things are dispensable. However, self-esteem can never be abandoned, even if it puts a pair of thick shackles on oneself.


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