Zhao Huanhuan turned around and a rough-looking man came running desperately with a woman covered in blood.

The man's body is also stained with a lot of blood.

The blood should have been shed from the woman.

Dr. Ran Guangwen took action. It was almost dawn that the woman had undergone the operation and was arranged to Lin Xiehe's ward after the operation.

The woman's name is: Shi Desheng.

Looking at the name on the patient's card, Zhao Huanhuan felt a little strange: it looked like a man's name.

And that man, this woman's husband, was sitting in front of the hospital bed, like a middle-aged young man.

It was dawn and the woman woke up.

The woman's sister-in-law came to take care of the woman, and the man went back.

When Zhao Huanhuan heard the man leave, her sister-in-law called him: "Brother Desheng!"

Shi Desheng is the name of a man and the name of a woman’s husband.

This is strange. Why do women use their husband's name when they are hospitalized?

When my sister-in-law went to buy food for the woman, the woman wanted to drink water, but she couldn't reach it, so Zhao Huanhuan helped her.

She became kind to Zhao Huanhuan.

"What's your name?" Zhao Huanhuan did not hide his curiosity.

The woman said, "My name is Liuye."

"Then why does the patient card need to write 'Shi Desheng'?"

"That's my husband's name."

"I know."

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was so smart that a smile appeared on her face.

The woman was injured on the neck and at the back of the neck, so she wore a neck guard around her neck.

"But you don't know that my husband is a man with a strong job."

Zhao Huanhuan immediately understood that Shi Desheng was mostly engaged in a job with a staffing, so he had medical insurance and hospitalization could be reimbursed, so he asked the woman to replace his name.

And the doctor and the hospital were willing to do so.

In the 1990s, all over the country were magical.

"Did your husband cut your injuries?"

The little girl once again saw through her secret, and Liu Ye sighed in her heart.

But she didn't hide anything from Zhao Huanhuan.

Perhaps for her, finding a stranger to talk to her has found an outlet for her to vent.

It turned out that Shi Desheng was a violent maniac who often beat women when he got drunk and even used a knife this time.

The woman slashed her neck with a knife, and the woman suddenly felt blood flowing.

Seeing so much blood, Shi Desheng panicked and tried his best to send the woman to the hospital.

When Liuye described this detail, her face showed a sweet expression.

It's a hell of a living.

"So, he still cares about me, afraid that I will die, but he is drunk and can't control himself..." Liu Ye said.

Zhao Huanhuan said bluntly: "He is afraid that you will have something to do and he will go to jail! If you really can't control yourself, why do he know how to send you to the hospital when you are injured? Could it be that in just a few seconds that he woke up from his alcohol?"

Zhao Huanhuan suddenly felt that Liu Ye was a boring woman.

When she talked with her sister-in-law, her sister-in-law kept advising her: "How can men not drink? How can they not hit people after drinking? You see, he knows how to be scared now and knows how to come to the hospital to take care of you..."

Zhao Huanhuan sighed in her heart: When will a woman awakens?

Women in the 1990s cannot awaken.

Liu Ye and Shi Desheng have a son who are already in middle school. He is very tall and handsome and plays very well in football.

When the Young Sports School, which trains football players, came to recruit students, their son scored the highest score in the interview, and one of them got the full score.

"But, I don't have the money to send him to learn football..." Liu Ye was helpless at Zhao Huanhuan.

The medical expenses for hospitalization need to be reduced through impostors. How can such a family have the funds to cultivate their son's strengths?

You should know that those athletes seem to win glory for their country in international events such as the Olympics and Asian Games. It is very amazing, and the initial training was all about their parents spending their own money.

Poor literature and wealth in martial arts.

In ancient times, people said that only wealthy families can afford to practice martial arts.

The poor man has to work in the fields if he is not full for three meals a day, so how can he have the energy to practice martial arts?

Invite a good kung fu teacher to come to teach at home, the tuition fee is a lot.

Therefore, if the children of ancient noble families were not good at studying, they could not go to the path of officialdom, and they could also learn martial arts, get the top martial arts scholar, join the army and fight, and then make military achievements to honor their ancestors.

Children from poor families can only change their destiny by studying one way.

Chiseling the wall and stealing the light, hanging the beam and stabbing the thighs are all inspirational stories for poor families.

The deeds of Liu Ye's family even more stimulated Zhao Huanhuan's desire to make money desperately.

Lin Xiehe's hospitalization fee was quickly used up, and Lin Xiehe was a little stupid when he received the hospital's payment notice.

I have been hospitalized for only one day, and the medical expenses are gone?

"Call the boss, uncle." Zhao Huanhuan urged Lin Xiehe.

Lin Xiehe gave boss Zhao Huanhuan the phone number, and Zhao Huanhuan took his phone number to the outside of the hospital to find a telephone booth to call.

I called and talked to the boss.

The boss was cursing on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Huanhuan hung up the phone and couldn't help but think that Lin Xiehe's medical expenses will be used up in one day, probably because the boss saved a lot of money, right?

The boss did not send money to the hospital in time, so Lin Xiehe's medicine was stopped.

Jiao Xue was very worried about Lin Xiehe and asked: "Will the boss bully the eldest brother's family not come? When will the eldest brother's children and other family members arrive?"

Zhao Huanhuan did not forget to finish the fight: "Will the boss deal with Uncle Union before they came?"

"How to deal with it?" Lin Xiehe felt guilty.

"First stop the medicine, then force Uncle Union to be discharged from the hospital. When my uncle arrives on the construction site, the wound may rot and then amputate, or just bury my uncle. The boss has never buried someone, right?"

The girl's question suddenly became gloomy, and Lin Xiehe felt scared.

There was indeed a person buried on the construction site. It was a worker from Yunnan who was stoned to death in the tunnel and was transported to bury it directly to prevent his family from causing trouble.

How did the girl know about such a confidential matter?

The boss came to the hospital to pay the money the next day.

After a day without medicine, Lin Xiehe felt a little more distressed when he saw his boss.

When Zhao Huanhuan asked the boss: "Why didn't I come to send money yesterday? My uncle was seriously injured!"

The boss said he was tight recently.

"How is it possible? The boss of such a big project can't get tens of thousands or thousands or thousands? Now I'm not happy to get medical expenses. So will I cheat when I pay compensation in the future?"

"How do you, a child?" The boss looked at Zhao Huanhuan with anger, "What are you talking nonsense about a movie? You haven't been careful about the injury here, so you are anxious to compensate?"

"I will talk about compensation sooner or later. The boss is so afraid of our compensation. Do you have no intention of paying my uncle at all?"

Faced with Zhao Huanhuan's questioning, the boss didn't take it seriously at all. He left five thousand yuan and then escaped.

Zhao Huanhuan looked at the five thousand yuan and said to Lin Xiehe: "It won't last a few days, and it's medical expenses. Will he not give your uncle the money for you to have a meal?"

Zhao Huanhuan paid for the meal these two days.
Chapter completed!