"120? My son has a heart attack, please come and save him quickly!"
Before she could say a word, she burst into tears!
The operator over there immediately said: "Miss, you don't have to worry, please tell us first, where do you live?"
Mu Qingyu was so nervous that she could not speak clearly. It took her a long time to say: "I, I live in Building 9, Tianxiang Community, Liuzhuang South Road, Nancheng, hurry up! My son has congenital heart disease. He looks like The situation is very bad!”
"I know, please wait." Then he hung up the phone.
While waiting, Mu Qingyu was like an ant on a hot pot.
She didn't dare to wake him up, but she didn't know how to solve it, so she could only stay by her son's side. She held her son's little hand tightly, as if she was passing on all the strength in her heart to him.
five minutes.
ten minutes.
fifteen minutes.
She kept holding Mu Shangen's little hand, and her palms were even sweaty. She looked at her son's painful purple lips, frowning brows, and pale face, and wished she could inject all her life into him. On your body!
Why haven't you come yet?
Ambulance, why hasn't it come yet?
She was terribly anxious, her throat was parched, and her heart felt like it was burning on fire.
However, she couldn't fall down, let alone say she was tired at this time!
If she cannot bear the pressure first and collapses, Enen will be even more hopeless!
Yes, yes, yes, mom, please, you must hold on, you must!
Until the siren of the ambulance was like a sharp sword piercing the night sky, piercing her anxious heart.
She stood up suddenly, and when she saw a white car stopping downstairs, she seemed to be a drowning person, finally holding a straw!
Maybe it was because the ambulance below was too loud, or maybe it was because he was anxious walking in the corridor. In short, when the nurses took Xiao Enen out of the room, Li Xiaoran was also awakened and came out.
There were drops of water on his head and his face was warm. He looked like he had just taken a shower. However, when he saw the nurses taking Mu Shangen out, Mu Qingyu followed them downstairs anxiously. Also shocked.
"Qingyu! What's going on?"
Li Xiaoran opened the door and called Mu Qingyu, but he didn't let her stop.
"Qingyu, what happened?" Li Xiaoran went downstairs and saw the ambulance. The nurses carried Mu Shangen in. Mu Qingyu also prepared to get into the ambulance. Just when the door was about to close, Li Xiaoran jumped in and followed her in.
"What's going on?" In the car, Mu Shangen had various instruments inserted into his body, wearing an oxygen mask and a heart machine. It was beating up and down, making a "didi" sound, as if to show that he was fragile. of vitality.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes..." Mu Qingyu stopped talking here. Looking at Mu Shangen, there was a mixture of anxiety and worry on his face, but he still tried his best to endure it, unable to Let yourself collapse.
The ticking sound of various instruments in the ambulance shook Mu Qingyu's heart. Although she had been experiencing this for five years, she still found it difficult to face it calmly.
Li Xiaoran actually understood the general idea. Mu Shangen's condition was already very serious. Originally, it was best to have surgery before he was one year old, so that the survival rate would be higher.
However, Mu Qingyu has no money and has been putting it off until now, which only worsens his condition.