The Proud Life of Rebirth

Hearing this, Ning Ning stared at him in a daze, and the look in his eyes changed slightly, but after a while, he returned to his usual coldness.

"Can you stop being so hypocritical? I know you never trusted me from the beginning to the end, and now your attitude has changed so quickly because I pushed you?"

Seeing that Mo Shaokun opened his mouth to speak, Ningning didn't give him a chance and said directly: "I'm a little tired, you go out, I want to rest alone for a while."

Mo Shaokun sighed quietly in his heart. He knew that Ning Ning still had some repulsion towards him, but there was no way to do it. With Ning Ning's experience, it was already pretty good that she could be like this now.

"Okay, I'll go to the doctor." After speaking, Mo Shaokun left the ward.

Just when Mo Shaokun went out, he met Shen Yuechan. At this moment, Shen Yuechan was wearing a sportswear, her wavy hair was tied up high, she looked less sexy and more youthful.

Ning Ning has been in a coma for the past two days. Wang Hai, Shen Yuechan and Jack simply lived in a hotel near the hospital. Originally they said they would take shifts to take care of Ning Ning, but Mo Shaokun refused. So getting hurt has a lot to do with him, he has to stay by Ning Ning's side to make sure she's okay in order to feel at ease.

"Sister Yuechan, why don't you rest for a while?" Mo Shaokun smiled at Shen Yuechan.

Shen Yuechan chuckled and shook her head: "It's okay, I'm not tired. You must be exhausted, right? You haven't had a good rest in the hospital for the past two days. I brought you some breakfast. After eating, go to the hotel to sleep. I'm guarding the hospital."

Listening to Shen Yuechan's words of concern, Mo Shaokun felt warm in his heart, and he seemed to be able to feel a little bit of Qin Qin's feeling from Shen Yuechan.

Although the two are completely different, no matter their personalities or anything similar, the feeling that the older sister cares about the younger brother is exactly the same.

Mo Shaokun looked at the breakfast bag in Shen Yuechan's hand, and his stomach began to growl in disbelief.

"Ning Ning is awake, I will go to the doctor to see her condition first and then eat."

"No, just sit here and eat, I'll call the doctor." Shen Yuechan grabbed Mo Shaokun's arm and said.

Seeing this, Mo Shaokun hesitated a little, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll trouble you."

Shen Yuechan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Are you still being so polite with me?" After she finished speaking, she turned and went to the doctor's office.

Mo Shaokun looked at her back with a smile on his lips, and he felt more and more that it was the right thing to recognize Shen Yuechan as his sister.

Sitting on the chair in the corridor, he ate his breakfast. To be honest, the breakfast was really not good, or maybe he was not used to it. In Mo Shaokun's opinion, it was not as refreshing as soybean milk and fried dough sticks.

Suddenly there was a noise in the corridor, and a 13- or 4-year-old girl was lifted out of the doctor's office by two nurses.

The clothes on the little girl's body were dirty, but she was very handsome. With tears in her eyes, she tried her best to get rid of the two nurses who were holding her, kneeling at the door of the doctor's office and talking anxiously to the people inside.

The nurse on the side folded her hands on her chest and kept saying something to the little girl, but the little girl kept shaking her head, and even hugged the nurse's leg, looking at her sobbing and begging pitifully.

Mo Shaokun couldn't understand Arabic, but from the expression on the little girl's face, he could tell that the little girl seemed to be in some trouble.

Looking at the little girl's pretty face, for some reason Mo Shaokun suddenly thought of Mi Lin.

The first time he met Mi Lin in this life was also in the hospital. At that time, because Mi Lin pushed the magistrate's son back down the stairs, the magistrate's wife was so unforgiving.

However, when facing the powerful wife of the county magistrate, Mi Lin did not give in and was not timid. It was not until the magistrate's wife said that she was going to report on Daxiong that Mi Lin was in a hurry. At that time, she knelt on the magistrate's wife like this little girl She pleaded bitterly in front of her, but the county magistrate's wife was as unmoved as the nurse at the moment.

Thinking of this, Mo Shaokun couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and the figure of the little girl in front of him overlapped with the figure of Mi Lin in his mind.

Mo Shaokun put down the breakfast bag in his hand and walked over. He separated from the crowd and asked, "What's going on?"

People around looked at him, but no one spoke. Mo Shaokun knew that these people probably couldn't understand English.

He smiled at the little girl and gently pulled her up, then asked, "Is there anyone who understands English?"

"I understand a little bit." Suddenly there was a voice behind him. It was a man's voice. His English wasn't very good, but at least Mo Shaokun could understand it.

Turning his head and looking at the man, the man looked young, only 22 or 3 years old. He was wearing a doctor's white robe, and his figure was a little thin. There was a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, like many Arab men also have beards, but they don't look sloppy and can be seen to be well-trimmed.

"Hello, can I trouble you to translate for me?" Mo Shaokun smiled at the man.

The man nodded and said, "Of course, you can call me Jabir."

Hearing the words, Mo Shaokun stretched out his hand to the other party and shook it lightly, and then said, "Please help me to find out what's going on."

Jabir looked at the little girl with some sympathy, and then said: "You don't need to ask, I know about it. This little girl brought a seriously injured patient to the hospital last night. The patient was seriously injured at the time. We did basic treatment for him. It was planned to let her pay the hospital fee this morning for follow-up treatment, but unfortunately they couldn't come up with the money."

Mo Shaokun frowned slightly when he heard the words. He always thought that only Huaxia hospitals would recognize money but not people. He didn't expect that a rich country like Kuwait would do the same.

"Healing the wounded and saving lives is the bounden duty of a doctor. Could it be that just because the other party has no money, you can just refuse to save them?" Mo Shaokun asked a little displeased.

Jabir smiled wryly and said, "Sir, I think I need to explain to you. If they were Kuwaitis, then we would definitely not stand by and die, even if they couldn't pay them, I would even give them money back. But they are not Kuwaitis, but refugees. If we see her pitifully saving the wounded person today, more refugees will come here soon. We are a hospital, not a charity. We can do everything already done."

Hearing this person's words, Mo Shaokun suddenly realized that this little girl was not from Kuwait, so it was inevitable.

Naturally, there is no need for other people's national hospitals to treat foreigners for free.

She lowered her head and looked at the little girl. Although the little girl couldn't understand what Mo Shaokun and the others were talking about, she understood that Mo Shaokun was helping her.

Seeing Mo Shaokun looking towards her, the little girl's eyes were full of pleading, she clutched Mo Shaokun's clothes tightly and muttered something while tears kept rolling in her eyes.

"What did she say?" Mo Shaokun looked at Jabir.

Jabir adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "She said she hoped you could help her, and that Allah would bless you."

"Is her family members seriously ill?" Mo Shaokun asked again.

"Yes, the town where they live suffered a terrorist attack a few days ago. The patient's injuries are very serious. If he doesn't receive treatment, he may not last for a few days."

Hearing this man's words, Mo Shaokun's heart trembled. He knew that the town Jabir mentioned should be the town where they fought at night.

Although the battle that night was not caused by them, and they did not harm any civilians, the helicopter gunships that were used to destroy them caused extensive damage. It can be said that many people were indirectly killed by them.

This already made Mo Shaokun a little uneasy, and coupled with the little girl's cute and pitiful appearance at the moment, he couldn't bear it even more.

Chapter 1350

After a moment of silence, Mo Shaokun looked at Jabir and asked, "How much does the treatment cost?"

Jabir looked at him suspiciously and asked, "You don't really want to help them, do you? Given the condition of that patient, the treatment fee will not be a small sum, and you and them are not related or even related." do not know."

"Meeting is fate. There is an old saying in Chinese Buddhism, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If I don't have the ability, then I can only help them, but if I have the ability, why can't I help them? Money is nothing but What a person wants is peace of mind." Mo Shaokun stroked the little girl's messy hair and murmured.

Jabir's eyes sparkled, and he said to Mo Shaokun: "You are such a good person, if possible, I would like to be friends with you."

Hearing this, Mo Shaokun raised his head and looked at him with a smile, "Okay, this is my honor."

"I'm going to get someone to go through the hospitalization procedures for them right now, but regarding the treatment fee...I don't know how much it will cost for the time being. I'm afraid I won't know until after the treatment is over."

Mo Shaokun thought for a while and said, "Sorry, I may not have that much time, and my friends and I will leave here soon."

He took out a checkbook from his pocket, wrote a check for [-] U.S. dollars, tore it off and handed it to Jabir. He continued, "Isn't this money enough for his treatment?"

Jabir looked down at the check and said, "It's not that much."

Mo Shaokun chuckled, he naturally knew that he didn't need so many, the reason why he gave so many firsts was to test Jabir's character.