Hearing my shout, he raised his head and glanced at me. I will remember that look for the rest of my life.
I can't describe the way he looked at me at that time, it seemed to go straight to the depths of my heart.
I also squatted down in front of him, reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "I just heard you talking on the phone. You need money for surgery, right?"
He looked at me a little confused, and I smiled and said to him: "Don't worry, I'm not a doctor. I also come to the hospital for examination."
"Oh, hello." He relaxed his vigilance and nodded to me in a very low tone.
I asked again: "How much money do you need?"
He looked at me very confused, probably not understanding what I was going to do. After all, how could you suddenly meet a stranger on the street and ask for a helping hand?
I am still such a person, and I have helped countless people over the years.
Of course, this is when I have money. If I don’t have money, there is nothing I can do.
Although I am in urgent need of money now, the amount is too big and cannot be saved by saving.
I said to him again: "I have no other intentions. If you need money, I can lend it to you."
Hearing this, he suddenly became excited, and his eyes suddenly became clearer.
"Brother, are you serious? Are you...are you really willing to lend me money?"
"Well, you just said you wanted two hundred thousand, right?"
"Well, the hospital said it would prepare at least 200,000 yuan."
I smiled again and said: "As far as I know, 200,000 yuan is not enough for leukemia, including subsequent bone marrow transplantation and some subsequent chemotherapy and rehabilitation treatment. 200,000 yuan is far from enough."
"I don't know enough, but with these 200,000 I can put my child in the hospital."
I looked at my watch and saw that there was about half an hour until three o'clock, so I still had some time.
So I said to him again: "Where is your child?"
"Wait for me downstairs."
"Take me to see the child."
"well."
I followed him to the lobby on the first floor and saw his son, who looked no older than four or five years old.
But he told me that his child is six years old this year, which is the same age as Xiaoman, but his body really looks worse than that of Xiaoman, a girl.
They were all tortured by illness. The thin face, sunken eye sockets, and the skin on parts of the arms were bulging, hardened, and turned into purple-blue nodules.
This is a typical symptom of leukemia!
And this symptom is already very serious!
I looked at the test sheet and determined that it was acute myeloid leukemia, and it was already level L2.
This level of leukemia does require immediate surgical treatment, and the child is still young, otherwise he may not be able to be saved.
I held the child's hand tightly. The little hand was cold and full of bones to the touch.
I have a child, and he happens to be the same age as my daughter, so the sympathy in my heart is very strong.
I didn’t think much about it and said directly to the child’s father: “Brother, if you do this, go to the hospital first and I will bear the cost of subsequent treatment.”
"Brother, you...are you kidding me again?"
"Could I possibly be kidding you at a time like this?"
The child's father immediately knelt down in front of me and took his child to kneel down with me.
I hurriedly stretched out my hand to help them up and said to him: "Don't be like this. I'm helping you because I can't stand this kind of thing. I happen to have some money, and your son is the same age as my daughter."
"Brother, thank you, thank you so much! From now on, I will be a cow or a horse for you no matter what."
"Don't say this now. Take your child to be admitted to the hospital quickly. Leave me your mobile phone number and I will contact you after completing the examination."
"Okay, thank you, brother."
After I saved his mobile phone number, I walked to the gastroscopy center. I couldn't delay the examination.
Let's go see them later when we're done.
Because the time was almost up, the doctor told me that I could do it and asked me whether I should choose local anesthesia or general anesthesia.
I had it done once, and the last time I chose local anesthesia, which made me uncomfortable for a long time.
This time I decided to go under general anesthesia, after signing the anesthesia confirmation form.
I was quickly sent to the treatment room. After the anesthesia, I knew nothing.
After I woke up, the doctor told me it was over and I felt nothing.
But I had to wait an hour to get the results, and luckily the doctor wasn't off work at that time.
The doctor gave me a bottle of glucose to relieve the discomfort after anesthesia, and then asked me to wait for the results.
While I was waiting for the results, I called the guy and he told me that I had been admitted to the hospital and gave me the ward number.
I went directly to the ward where his child was located. Although it was a double ward, this hospital was one of the best in the city, so all the equipment in the ward was very complete and very new.
In the ward, I saw the child again, his eyes had lost their luster.
His father was sitting beside him, looking very haggard.
It wasn't until I arrived that he stood up, gave me a smile and said, "Brother, you're here."
I nodded and asked, "Is everything fine? When will I start treatment? What did the doctor say?"
"The doctor said that surgery can be performed after matching the appropriate bone marrow, and before that, targeted therapy should be performed."
"The fee is not low. In this way, you give me a bank card number and I will transfer a sum of money to you first."
"Brother, thank you so much. I really don't know how to say thank you to you. I..."
He grabbed my hand excitedly, and I really understood his mood.
I didn't let him continue, interrupted him, and said: "Okay, don't be like this. I still say the same thing, I can't stand such a thing. I happen to have some money, and I think it's not easy for you.
."
He lowered his head and sighed heavily.
I asked him again: "Where is the child's mother? Why didn't she come?"
He said to me: "His mother ran away a few days after giving birth to him. It was me who pulled him up."
I guessed it, but I guessed that they were divorced, but I didn't expect that they ran away a few days after giving birth to the child.
This is really unworthy of being a mother!
I reached out and patted his shoulder, and said, "Okay, give me your card number, and I'll transfer it to you now."
He searched in the shabby bag and took out a China Construction Bank card and gave it to me.
I took it, opened the client on my phone, clicked on transfer, entered his card number, and asked him what his name was.
He told me his name was Zhang Fei.
I confirmed it again and it was indeed Zhang Fei.
But the name is just a code name, and it won't make fun of others.
I immediately transferred 300,000 yuan to him. My card has a large denomination transfer function. It can transfer 1 million at a time, with a limit of 5 million per day.
I know that 300,000 yuan is definitely not enough. As far as I know, in the case of his child, at least 500,000 to 600,000 yuan is enough.
I said to him: "I transferred 300,000 yuan to you first, but it will definitely not be enough in the future. When the time comes, call me and I will transfer it to you."
He received the transfer, and tears flowed out again at that moment.
He knelt in front of me again, but this time I couldn't hold him back.
He knelt in front of me and said with gratitude: "Thank you, brother, you are a good person! I, Zhang Fei, will never forget your kindness in this life. You are my son's savior!"