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Get on, get off.

In the car, Ye Zhihua called Chen Tinghou and confirmed the place of the accident again.

The ambulance stopped on the side of the road, the front face of the motorcycle was shattered, and it fell sideways in the snow on the side of the road.

Ye Zhihui was lying on a stretcher, and was carried into an ambulance by two ambulance personnel in yellow vests.

Ye Zhihua and Chen Tinghou stayed behind to cooperate with the traffic police investigation, and the van driver who caused the accident got out of the car tremblingly.

Ye Shiyu and his surroundings jumped into the ambulance and followed the car.

Ye Zhihui lay expressionless, he didn't look like someone who escaped death at all.

The ambulance drove very smoothly, occasionally shaking, Ye Zhihui gritted his teeth and pulled the corners of his mouth, trying his best to endure, looking very painful.

Ye Shiyu and his surroundings sat on both sides respectively, Ye Shiyu lowered his head and did not dare to look at Ye Zhihui, his throat was choked slightly intermittently, and he couldn't help twitching.

He raised his head tremblingly, looked from Ye Zhihui's feet, his eyes slowly turned upwards.Ye Zhihui moved his dry lips, showing a particularly ugly smile.

Ye Shiyu asked with tears in his eyes, "Dad, does it hurt?"

Ye Zhihui lay there motionless, not daring to move, you were immobilized from neck to feet, he could only make a few expressions, gritted his teeth to comfort Ye Shiyu: "Don't cry, it's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Knowing that he was telling lies, Ye Shiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least it showed that Ye Zhihui was conscious.As long as the person is not unconscious, there should be no life-threatening.

In addition to a driver, there were two accompanying ambulance personnel in the car, holding a notebook in their hands, and were asking the patient for details.

The surrounding responded calmly, glancing at Ye Shiyu from time to time.

Ye Shiyu raised his watery eyes to look at him, then sobbed silently.

Ye Zhihui's walnut skin-like eyelids moved twice, and his eyes were about to close. Ye Shiyu called him softly from the side.

Ye Shiyu was trembling all over, looking at the ambulance staff as if asking for help, and kept crying, he was afraid that Ye Zhihui would close his eyes and never open them again.

The short-haired ambulance staff said without emotion: "The preliminary judgment is that the fracture of the left thigh tibia was caused by a traffic accident. It is not life-threatening for the time being. The family members signed on it."

After finishing speaking, he handed the notebook in his hand to the surrounding, and the surrounding took it and signed it, which was signed by Ye Shiyu's name.

There was an indescribable calmness flowing from the surrounding eyes, which gave Ye Shiyu great comfort.

The surroundings said calmly: "Let uncle close his eyes and rest for a while, it's fine."

Ye Shiyu held his face with his hands while crying, and instantly changed from a man who thought he had grown up to a little boy, and the strength in his body suddenly disappeared.

He sat there limply, many things flashed through his mind, such as unfinished homework, big bones of beans still stewed in the pot, Jiang Yahui was out of breath from crying.

Every second when he learned of Ye Zhihui's car accident, Ye Shiyu did not feel relaxed for a moment, but only had endless regrets.

He even complained to himself that he shouldn't have said something like coming back early in the morning.

Could it be because Ye Zhihui hurried back to ride back and got into a car accident because he was asked to come back earlier.

The surrounding seemed to understand his inner thoughts, and said anxiously: "Look at me, Xiao Yu, look at me, don't think wildly."

He will also wonder why the surroundings are not crying?

This kind of thought made him eager to change himself. He imagined that one day he could successfully comfort others, dedicate what he had, and would no longer be frightened by little things.

Ye Zhihui was still wearing gray work clothes. At this time, he should have taken a comfortable bath, and then had a feast with them at the dining table.

Instead of lying here with a sour smell, unable to move.

Ye Shiyu staggered and got out of the ambulance, his footsteps were weak and fluttering.

Everything in the hospital is so real, only myself is like a dummy.

The moment he entered the hospital lobby, a crowd of strangers rushed towards him, not as quiet as he had imagined, but as lively and noisy as a vegetable market.

Everyone is in a hurry, every second counts, there is no time to be sad, and it is too late to cry out for pain.

Ye Zhihui followed Ye Zhihui's mobile hospital bed all the way around, moving from one room to another, from one corridor to another.

Ye Shiyu followed around, crying silently.

A lot of miscellaneous examinations were done, and the hospital bed passed through the bumpy corridor, and the equipment for filming was carried on.

Ye Zhihui frowned in pain, but never said a word, just gritted his teeth and smiled kindly, as if he took his car accident as a mistake.

He was blaming himself, blaming himself for causing trouble to the doctor, blaming himself for worrying his children, blaming himself for needing to pay for medical treatment.

His tenderness and shyness happened to be a sharp knife that stabbed Ye Shiyu's heart.

Ye Shiyu's nose was sore, and his mind became more and more dizzy.

After a while, Ye Zhihua and Jiang Yahui rushed over.

Ye Zhihui was also pushed to the general ward, where the interns were disinfecting his hands and then performing simple sutures.

The intern male doctor is very young, probably a medical student who has just graduated.

He pushed back his black-rimmed glasses, and turned to look at the attending doctor with a distressed face.

Ye Zhihui's right hand was alright, but the skin on the index and middle fingers of his left hand was torn, a large piece was missing, and it was impossible to suture it.

In the end, one piece was barely sewed, and the other part was wrapped with gauze, waiting for new skin to grow in the future.

Ye Shiyu could feel the pain of suffocation, but Ye Zhihui didn't even frown.

He felt breathless, so he had to stand outside the corridor for a while.

Follow him out, put your hands on both sides of his ears, forcing Ye Shiyu to look up at him.

Ye Shiyu suddenly felt an itchy twitch in his ears, he drooped his head and didn't look around, the deep part of his mind was extremely tired, he didn't want to think about anything now.

The surroundings said in a strong tone: "Xiao Yu, you should be sober and cheer up, this is not anyone's fault, this is just an accident."

Ye Shiyu avoided the sight of his surroundings, looked around dully and said, "It's all my fault, I told him to go home early for dinner, so he got into a car accident."

Ye Shiyu's head was turned around again, and he said loudly: "Cheer up, this matter has nothing to do with you, did you hear?"

Ye Shiyu rarely saw such a fierce look around him, looked into his eyes, and nodded affirmatively, the weakness in his body seemed to disappear miraculously.

He turned around bravely and walked down the corridor back to the ward again.

Before entering the door, Jiang Yahui grabbed the collar and pressed against the door.

Ye Shiyu clearly saw that the teardrops in Jiang Yahui's eyes were like pearl necklaces with broken strings, falling down with a rush, smashing into thousands of criss-crossing melancholy.

"It's all about you. It's you who urged him to come back early. He drove his motorcycle so fast to celebrate his birthday with you, that's why he got into an accident."

Ye Shiyu heard a few swearing voices whizzing by, followed by the sound of chairs being dragged, and the sound of a ballpoint pen swiping across the paper.

The doctor came out of the office, took a look at the strange mother and child, and said in a business-like tone: "The patient's family members will pay some money first, hospitalization and operation fees, and arrange the operation the day after tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he led them into the office, clamped the film under the light, and when the light was turned on, he pointed out the fracture with his finger, and said in a thankful tone: "Thanks for wearing the motorcycle hat, otherwise the person would have disappeared on the spot." .”

The doctor made gestures on the film and said righteously: "The tibia of the left thigh was fractured, which is quite serious. Fortunately, no joints were injured. I think he is in good health, and he can be operated on the day after tomorrow."

Ye Shiyu stared blankly at the oil on the male doctor's white coat, and asked almost subconsciously: "Doctor, will my dad still be able to walk normally in the future?"

The doctor sat aside, looked at them calmly, and said calmly: "If you can walk, you can walk, but whether you can return to the previous state depends on the specific recovery situation. In short, you should pay the money first." , and then we can arrange surgery."

Jiang Yahui came back to her senses, and asked cowardly: "Doctor, how much will it cost?"

The doctor glanced at the hospital registration form, and said with some embarrassment: "At least 2 yuan will be paid at the beginning, but don't worry, the money will be refunded when you leave the hospital.

I think your family is from a rural area, so I don't suggest you let him make steel plates.The tibia of his thigh was broken into three pieces, and the steel plate plus steel nails cost more than 7 yuan to say the least.

Therefore, you can consider the surgical method of external fixation. Although the recovery is not as fast and good as the plate, it can save at least half of the money.

Of course, we are just a suggestion, and you have to decide on the details, but you must pay the hospitalization fee before tomorrow night, otherwise there is no way to arrange the operation. "

Jiang Yahui stood there lifeless, with only a bloodless lip left on her pale face, Ye Shiyu heard her ask: "Doctor, I would like to ask, can he walk like a normal person in the future?" ? Can you still go to work normally?"

The doctor was writing at his desk, and when he heard her question, he stopped writing, looked up at her, and said with a half-smile: "We can't say for sure, it depends on the individual's recovery, but it hurts muscles and bones for a hundred days. For severe fractures, if an external fixation device is used, a second operation is required, and regular check-ups in the hospital are required to continue rehabilitation, at least not to be able to do physical work within 2 years."

Jiang Yahui shrugged her hand down, and the doctor's office was dead silent.

Ye Shiyu seemed to be able to hear Jiang Yahui's difficult breathing, each breath passed through the gap between her teeth with difficulty, and the remaining flames in her body were blown into flames by the wind brought by her breathing.

Frightened, anxious, and dazed, Jiang Yahui had a stiff smile on her lips, thanked the doctor and walked out of the office.

The Affiliated Hospital of F Medical University has been in City A for a certain number of years.

The corridors are dilapidated, the ground is uneven, fewer and fewer people are hospitalized, and even the bed sheets in the wards are not very clean, with yellow stains all over them.

Back in the ward, the beds were being made around them. The mother and son sat on the empty bed facing each other with their own concerns. The atmosphere of silence made both of them feel particularly awkward.

Ye Zhihui's expression was displeased, his head was sweating profusely from the pain, he was irritated and furious, and he was angry randomly, sometimes he said he was thirsty and no one gave him water, and sometimes he said he was hungry and wanted to eat noodles.

Ye Shiyu knew that Ye Zhihui felt pain this time.

Jiang Yahui became even more disturbed when she heard this.

Ye Zhihua lowered his voice and asked: "What did the doctor say? Do you have spare money for surgery at home?"

Jiang Yahui tried her best to ease the awkward smile on her face, and replied: "The doctor asked me to pay 2 yuan first, and I will go home to pick it up at night, and prepare to order a change of clothes by the way. I will bring the money to pay the hospitalization fee directly in the morning."

Ye Zhihua responded, and said sincerely: "If you need money, just tell me, he is my own brother, don't be embarrassed, and don't rush to pay it back."

Jiang Yahui wants to save face. She knows that the conditions of rural families are not much better, and it is impossible to borrow money with her old face. She decided to take out the only money left in the family. Little by little.

It is also the last bit of wealth for the whole family.

She murmured, "No need, the money is still enough for now, if I need money in the future, I will ask you to borrow it."

The surroundings took the initiative to stay in the hospital to take care of them, and asked others to go back first, and Ye Shiyu also clamored to stay.

Jiang Yahui wanted to withdraw money to go home and tidy up her clothes, so she went back first, and Ye Zhihua left 1000 yuan and left.

After dinner, Ye Zhihui whimpered in pain and panicked with annoyance.

Ye Shiyu and his surroundings chatted with him, and wanted to avoid the topic of the car accident, but Ye Zhihui took the initiative to bring it up.

There are sensor lights in the corridor, and it is dark when no one passes by, and the lights in the ward are not too bright.

Ye Zhihui had been lying on the bed for a long time, and it was normal to feel restless.

He barely propped up his upper body with his intact arm, and moved his hands forward along the wall. Such a simple movement made him panting from exhaustion.

Ye Zhihui listened to the movement in the corridor, there was a child walking back and forth in the next ward, occasionally screaming.

Ye Zhihui sat restlessly for a while, not daring to move his left leg at all, and slowly lay down again, looked at the ceiling and said in a low voice, "I take this road every day to get off work, but a van suddenly came out of the straight line. The speed was too fast, I didn't have time to brake, and I was hit by the back of the van, and I was terrified."

Ye Shiyu handed the straw to his father's mouth, Ye Zhihui stretched his neck, and took a big sip with great effort.

Ye Zhihui's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and continued: "Do you know how miraculous it is? I was also lying on a stretcher and heard what Chen Tinghou said. He said that after I fell, the driver who caused the accident got out of the car to check the situation, and when he saw me lying on the ground, he called the police. Also hit 120.

Then I stood up suddenly, but fell to the ground before I could stand still. The driver who caused the accident was terrified.

Even the paramedics said that I looked like I had just scratched my arm, that I was fine, and that I was clear-headed. "

Ye Shiyu opened the door to go to the bathroom. He walked for a while, turned and walked to another corridor, then stopped, leaning on the wall, and slowly slid down.

After a few hours of mental struggle, and the courage I worked hard to accumulate, all that was left was a weak trembling.

The fear in his heart gradually turned from a small black spot to a big black hole, and the little fear became a giant, occupying his brain nerves, making him unable to make tenacious resistance, and could only give up and compromise.

He thought that he was really a useless person.

The mother was with other men, the windows of the house were smashed, the pile of firewood was on fire, Ye Zhirong was about to kill someone with a knife, and now Ye Zhihui had another car accident.

He quietly hid in the corner and cried, licked the wound alone, waited for the fear to dissipate, and comforted himself that this was just another nightmare.

Other than that, he can't do anything.

Or rather, he did nothing.

Why do you always have to be useless and live in this world in a mess?

One morning in February, Ye Shiyu walked around the messy ward, and as far as he could see, Ye Zhihui with dry and peeling lips, peeling wall paint and faded hospital gown.

The cleaning lady pushed open the door with a bang, and the waterlogged mop swung across the aisle between the beds. The pungent smell of disinfectant added another reason to frown in the dim ward.

The figure of the cleaning lady slowly crossed the corridor and disappeared like a ghost.

The door of the ward was pushed open again vigorously.

Ye Zhihua panted heavily with a cold air, and said, "Xiao Yu, hurry home and have a look, your mother..."

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