Ah Chun was lying on the glass door, looking very nervous and restless.
Seeing this, Brother Yu comforted her and said, "Don't be nervous. Isn't the operation done every year? Trust me, there will be no problem this time."
Ah Chun glanced at Brother Yu and took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
"We have already paid the money, don't worry." Brother Yu added.
Dou Sprout immediately raised his hand and said, "Yes! I handed it in! I handed it in!"
"Okay, sorry for the trouble, I'll give it to you when I get back after my sister stabilizes."
Douyazai immediately waved his hand and said: "It's okay! It doesn't matter, it's not enough, Sister Chun, you are talking."
Achun nodded and said, "I still have to trouble you, but it's really not enough."
Bean Sprout's face immediately fell.
"How much more?"
Achun said: "There is no domestic medicine for this disease. You have to buy an imported medicine, which cannot be reimbursed. After plastic surgery, you still need to take this medicine, which costs about 500 yuan."
"Hey, it's not a big problem. It's a joke. I'll give you five hundred yuan."
Ah Chun shook his head: "It's five hundred for one pill. You have to take at least two pills a day after the surgery."
Bean Sprout's face fell again.
The operation lasted for more than four hours, and Ah Chun was worried that it wouldn't be possible here in Yongzhou because my sister had it done in Beijing before.
Brother Yu said not to worry, after all, it is also the first tertiary hospital.
Facts have proved that Brother Yu was right.
There are also skilled doctors in small cities like this, and the old man with white hair did it.
This reminds me of Dr. Liang, the surgeon who saved Xiaoxuan's life in Yinchuan. I am very grateful to them for their superb medical skills and their kindness.
Achun said: "Yu Wenbin, if my little sister recovers well, she will have to stay in the hospital for ten days. When you go back, tell Wang Bang."
I answered: "It's okay, Sister Chun, we have other things to do. I told you to find a powerful gunner to help. If that doesn't work, just blow open the door. We'll wait for you."
Brother Yu wanted to reach out and pat Ah Chun, but when he reached halfway, he realized something was wrong and took it back.
Brother Yu scratched his head and said, "Well, your sister will definitely be unable to leave you when she wakes up. We will stay here for two days to help you run errands, buy food and other things. When you stabilize here, we will go back.
"
"How about...how about I go back?" Dou Sprout said in a low voice.
Do I still know what he is thinking? One more day in the hospital will cost one more day. Douyazai is just afraid that Achun will spend the money in his card.
I hugged Dou Sprout and said with a smile, "Oh, no, we need you."
Dou Sprout smiled.
I know that my sister’s disease is very rare and may be caused by a certain type of genetic mutation. There is no cure, so I can only try to control it.
It has been many years, and now our country's medical level has greatly improved. I heard that there is a kind of facial contour reconstruction surgery that is very powerful. I don't know if she has had it done.
If not, she might have to undergo major or minor surgeries every year.
She doesn't speak in her original voice and always wears a mask. From this, it can be seen that the little sister has very low self-esteem. She has such low self-esteem that she doesn't want to see anyone except Achun. I estimate that she has no friends since she was a child, and no one wants to
Play with her.
Therefore, in addition to treating illnesses, she devoted all her energy to practicing oral skills.
Ah Chun's skills are so good, she's like a cat. Brother Yu can't catch her even if he accelerates with all his strength. And the little sister, her hands are so strong, there must be a master who has taught them.
I asked Achun, but Achun said mysteriously: "If you are destined, you will meet our master in the future."
I asked again: "Sister Chun, do you recognize your master?"
Achun shook his head: "I don't even know Wang. Our sister's master is an ordinary person, not from Changchun. He has now opened a dance center and is teaching children to dance cheerleading."
"Cheer-la-dancing...."
The three of us stayed in the nursing ward. After my little sister woke up, I looked at her through the glass.
Her face was wrapped with gauze, and when she saw me looking through the glass, she immediately turned her head.
Douyazai looked at the glass and sighed: "Hey...this situation, this moment, I want to write a poem."
I looked at him and said, "Then you do it."
Dou Yazai cleared his throat, thought for a while, and then said: "Since ancient times, beauties have had a bad life. An operation costs 35,000 yuan, and a pill costs 500 yuan. Who can relieve her suffering in the world."
I clapped my hands repeatedly and said, "What a poem. What a poem. Does your poem have a name?"
Douyazai smiled and waved his hands and said: "If you win a prize, you will win a prize, if you are smart but not talented, this poem is called a surgery poem."
"Ziming?"
"You are only in the fifth grade of elementary school. I am in the second grade of junior high school. You Ziming and I are still in Wolong. I even got out of breath after complimenting you. Surgery poem? Isn't it an operating room?"
