Two hundred and twentieth eight chapters past (five)
While A-Zhen was "arguing" with the nurse, a doctor and a nurse walked in.
Seeing that A-Zhen was so persistent, the doctor asked the nurse to use a cotton swab to hold down the blood on the back of her hand.
Dr. Xiao motioned to the two nurses to go out first, and then closed the door.
When Dr. Xiao saw A-Zhen, he inadvertently sighed and asked, "Mom, where are your family members?"
"Family members...I...I don't have any." Azhen sighed and lowered her head.
"Where is your son or daughter?" Dr. Xiao asked.
Azhen thought for a while and then said: "They are dead..."
"He's dead, why is it like this...where are your relatives?" the doctor asked.
At this time, Azhen began to feel some discomfort in her stomach again, so she asked: "Doctor, what disease do I have? I always feel uncomfortable in this position. Is it because I ate too much last night?"
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The doctor shook his head and said nothing, but he kept frowning, as if he was thinking about how to tell the aunt about his condition.
Azhen didn't speak to the doctor for a long time, and she suddenly had a very bad premonition.
"Doctor Xiao, can you just tell me what disease I have? It makes me uncomfortable if you don't tell me." A Zhen asked nervously, frowning.
"Auntie...this is the result of your examination report, please take a look..." Dr. Xiao handed a piece of paper to Azhen.
After Azhen took it, she saw a dense string of words on it. She couldn't understand it, but the last few words on the paper shocked her.
She didn't recognize any of the words above, but the four words "late stage of liver cancer" were deeply engraved in her mind.
Azhen's hand holding the report began to tremble constantly, and tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Well, doctor, is this a mistake? This shouldn't be mine, right? I just have a simple stomachache, but it says late stage liver cancer. What's going on?" Azhen squeezed out a hint.
Smile and look at the doctor.
Dr. Xiao also shook his head helplessly, not knowing what to say, and the room fell into a dead silence...
The doctor prescribed some Nexavar and some painkillers to her. The price of these medicines can be considered astronomical for Azhen now.
These thousands of yuan worth of medicine must also be prescribed. All the money at home, including the money that is usually left in the drawers of the sofa and coffee table, now adds up to only seven or eight hundred yuan.
After Azhen prescribed the medicine, she left the First People's Hospital tremblingly. The hospital was four to five kilometers away from her home, but she still chose to walk.
Although she had a senior citizen card, she had forgotten it at home. She was reluctant to take the two-yuan bus. Along the way, she walked towards her home expressionlessly.
She thought a lot along the way. She was not afraid of death, but what would Zheng Youde do after she died? She had been sentenced to "death", but Zheng Youde was still alive, but he couldn't walk.
There is an unlucky son at home who has lost all his money and is indifferent to his father's situation. If he leaves, Zheng Youde may just lie in bed and starve to death.
Azhen was walking among the crowd, when a young girl in a black suit walked towards her.
"Hello, Auntie, do you need insurance? Our company has now launched a feedback activity. Now all customers under the age of 60 can participate in medical insurance. You are quite young, you should be in your fifties this year, right?"
The girl took out a piece of information and asked.
"Haha, little girl, you misunderstood. I am almost seventy, and you are not suitable for me..." Azhen squeezed out a hint and said.
Just as she was about to leave, the girl quickly took out another document from the side and said:
"Auntie, it's okay. Our company now also has accident insurance for the elderly. As long as you are over eighty years old, you can get this insurance," the girl said.
Azhen couldn't help but frown, and she didn't know if it was because the girl spoke too directly. If she said it to other people, the girl might be scolded.
Looking at Azhen's frowning expression, the girl knew that she might have said the wrong thing. Just when she was about to speak, Azhen asked: "Does this accident insurance cover life and death? How much does it cost in case of death?"
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"Ah..." The girl was a little at a loss. She was so excited that she forgot what the insurance covered, because this might be her first customer.
She hurriedly picked up another piece of information from the table next to her and said: "Auntie, this one covers any accident. If you die in an accident, the coverage is 200,000, and if you die on a plane, the coverage is 1 million."
When Azhen heard the figure of 200,000, her eyes widened slightly, so she then asked: "If you die, you will be compensated with 200,000?"
The girl was slightly startled after hearing this, and then nodded: "Auntie, our insurance company is holding an event today. In order to give back to our customers, we only need two hundred and twenty-eight years now."
"Two hundred and twenty-eight, okay, you can help me do it for one year." Without any hesitation, Azhen quickly took out the several hundred dollars in her pocket.
When the girl saw the cash, she was slightly startled because there was so much change, such as one yuan, two yuan, one cent or two cents.
"Auntie, do you have a bank card? We can deduct the money directly from the card." The girl asked.
"Yes, but Auntie doesn't have a few dollars in her bank card right now. She only has this cash. Is that okay?" Azhen asked.
"Okay, auntie, I will accompany you to the bank, because this can only deduct money from the bank card." The girl said.
What should have been done in ten minutes, the girl spent nearly an hour completing the insurance procedures for Azhen.
When Azhen returned home, she placed the printed policy directly on the sofa in the living room, and then went about her own business.
The next morning, after Azhen took the medicine, she went out as usual and went downstairs to pick up plastic bottles. Although she died, two hundred thousand yuan was enough to live for ten or twenty years, but if Zheng Youde could
What about living to be a hundred years old?
She herself didn't know whether Zheng Wei would quietly transfer the property after her death.
That night, she decided to go to the notary office to get a certificate the next morning. This property must only be controlled by Zheng Youde.
But what Azhen didn't expect was that on the morning of the third day, Zheng Wei's attitude changed 180 degrees and he got up early to make noodles.
Azhen frowned and pushed open the door, then heard the sound of natural gas turning on in the kitchen. She originally thought she forgot to turn off the fire last night, but she didn't expect that it was Zheng Wei cooking noodles.
After Zheng Wei saw A-Zhen, he said to A-Zhen: "Mom, please go sit on the sofa for a while. I'll cook the noodles and then wipe Dad's body."
Azhen also felt a little strange. She slowly sat on the sofa and looked at Zheng Wei who was cooking noodles in the kitchen. She rubbed her eyes and pinched her arm, and found that she was not dreaming.
She herself didn't know what kind of medicine Zheng Wei was selling in his gourd.
What Zhen didn't know was that Zheng Wei had actually seen the insurance policy on the sofa yesterday, and he had thought of a perfect plan last night.
"Mom, come and eat some noodles." Zheng Wei put a bowl of noodles on the table and then entered the bedroom.
Azhen just sat down on the tea table over there and saw Zheng Wei wiping Zheng Youde's body. She felt that he had completely changed.
She hoped that Zheng Wei would always be so filial. After I jumped into the river and died a few days ago, Zheng Youde would have someone to take care of me.
Not long after, Zheng Wei walked out of the bedroom, tired and sweating profusely.
"Xiaowei, what are you eating?" Azhen asked.
"I'll just drink yesterday's rice soup. I'm not hungry." Zheng Wei said with a smile, then picked up the spoon on the side and scooped up the rice soup.
"By the way, Mom, after you finish eating, I'll accompany you to Central Park for a stroll." Zheng Wei looked at Azhen and said.
Azhen had something to do this morning, but she agreed after seeing Zheng Wei's drastically changed temperament. She looked at the clock hanging on the wall and saw that it was just before eight o'clock.
"Xiaowei, the Central Park next door only opens at nine in the morning. If you go now, it won't open..." Azhen said.