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In the end, Ye Zhihua took 2 yuan and paid Ye Zhihui's hospitalization fee.

On the day of the operation, Ye Zhihua called a few healthy friends over to help lift Ye Zhihui off the operating bed.

Ye Shiyu stared anxiously at the side, but he was weak and couldn't help.

After the operation, Ye Zhihui woke up soon. Ye Zhihua bought a bunch of food to stay, and went back with his friends first.

Immediately after the anesthesia time, Ye Zhihui felt a piercing pain, the numb and swollen pain of a cracked bone piercing into the flesh, which was unbearable for ordinary people.

The nurse hung up a bottle of painkiller drip for him, and Ye Zhihui managed to sleep through the night.

Before nine o'clock, Ye Zhihui woke up in pain and groaned strangely.

Ye Shiyu shuddered all over, jumped up from the accompanying bed next to him, and wiped Ye Zhihui's mouth with a cotton swab dipped in water. The doctor told him not to drink water or eat yet.

Ye Zhihui was thirsty and in pain, dry and bored, staring at Ye Shiyu with his nose squinted, and asked him to call the nurse for an injection of painkillers.

Just around the door came in from the outside, followed by the nurse.

The female nurse changed the drip, handed a few painkillers to the surroundings, and told them to take only one at a time. I couldn’t bear to take it again. I can’t always take painkillers, and don’t try to use painkillers to get rid of postoperative pain. It depends on the patient. Persevere in the will, and it will be difficult during the postoperative period.

Everyone around nodded and sent the nurse out. Ye Shiyu held the painkiller in his hand, hesitating whether to give it to Ye Zhihui.

Finally, Ye Zhihui endured it for another hour, took a painkiller, and fell asleep slowly.

Surrounding and Ye Shiyu were leaning side by side on the small accompanying bed next to the hospital bed, waiting for the IV to be finished and calling for the nurse.

The surroundings whispered to Ye Shiyu: "Go to sleep first, I'll watch the drip."

Ye Shiyu shook his head, and murmured like a whisper in a dream: "You go to bed first, and I will sleep later."

The two were at a stalemate, so they both closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Hands were quietly held together.

In the long night, the fog outside the window was white, the street view was blurred, and there were few pedestrians walking on the road.

There was a dim night light in the ward, two young people cuddled together, and a middle-aged man lying on the bed who was about to regain his health.

They went around to call for nurses, while Ye Shiyu sat by the bed and looked at his old father, his heart softened, but he never dared to close his eyes.

Ye Zhihui seemed to be dreaming, his hands were trembling left and right, his head was shaking violently, and he muttered: "Don't hit me, don't hit me..."

Ye Shiyu thought, this man would also be afraid, and Ye Zhihui in his dream didn't have time to avoid the car accident.

Ye Zhihui's eyeballs rolled violently, his neck moved a few times, and then he woke up.

The nurse came in to change the IV. Ye Zhihui was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep, so he simply told them interesting stories about the operation.

"The operation was really scary. I lay there and couldn't move my body. I could only smell the smell of bones mixed with flesh and blood, and I heard the sound of electric drills. The doctor woke me up midway and asked me to watch the big screen. I Seeing my own leg, a femur was broken in three parts, which almost made me faint from fright."

Ye Shiyu and his surroundings smiled bitterly.

Zhou Zhou got up to check the external fixation bracket on Ye Zhihui's thigh, which was similar to the device fixed on the outside of the thigh.

There is an extra row of mechanical buckles at the root of the right thigh, and the wound is oozing blood.

He called the intern doctor to take a look, and the doctor said there was nothing wrong with it, and postoperative bleeding was normal.

At three o'clock in the morning, the surroundings and Ye Shiyu took turns sleeping, and woke up regularly to help Ye Zhihui turn on the switch of the catheter to let him urinate.

At around five o'clock the next morning, Ye Zhihua came with breakfast.

The driver who caused the accident followed closely behind, holding a plastic bag of fruit in his hand, showing a confident and slightly ingratiating smile.

This man is called Zhang Zhong, only 35 or [-] years old, with a flat head and a skinny face with a lot of acne marks on his face, like the skin of a toad, with bumps on the surface.

Zhang Zhong glanced around the inside and outside of the ward, and then went straight to the point.

He proposed a private settlement and brought 2000 yuan over.

So far, Ye Zhihui's first surgery alone costs more than 2 yuan, and the second surgery will be needed later. All kinds of lost wages, nursing expenses, hospitalization fees, etc. add up to about 4 yuan.

Ye Zhihua was furious at that time, and directly kicked the scoundrel out of the ward.

Who knew that Zhang Zhong was so shameless, and he just dropped a sentence: "Then you can go to the court and sue me. Anyway, I don't have money, so it's useless for you to sue me, and the court can't do anything about me."

Half a month later, Ye Shiyu and his surroundings went to the Traffic Accident Division to obtain the certificate of responsibility for the traffic accident appraisal. Since Ye Zhihui's motorcycle did not have a license plate, he needed to bear the secondary responsibility, while the van driver Zhang Zhong was mainly responsible.

A piece of lawsuit papers around brought Zhang Zhong to court. On the day of the court session, Ye Shiyu overheard Zhang Zhong's relatives chatting in private.

It probably means that Zhang Zhong is a vagrant and an amateur anchor, but he is fully capable of paying financial compensation, but he is playing a rogue and resolutely refuses to pay, with the look of 'what can I do'.

In the end, Zhang Zhong also had to bear Ye Zhihui's medical expenses, which totaled about 2 yuan, excluding the compulsory insurance claim of 2 yuan for the van.

But this man still said, "I'm poor and have no money. If you want money, you don't have to die. If you want money, just take your head away."

Ye Shiyu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, and the court could enforce it in the end, but this rogue monkey is very smart, he has no house, no savings, and no fixed work unit.

The court has no way to enforce it, and the judge is not confident that he can cure this rascal.

Seeing that Ye Shiyu and his surroundings were young, the judge thought they were pitiful, so he suggested that they pay less compensation and try to reconcile privately.Otherwise, even if it is enforced by the court, this man has no fixed place to live, and it will be difficult to ask for money in the future. It is better to save money and help the family through the difficulties first.

Although Ye Shiyu gritted his teeth with hatred, but he needed money right now, so he could only swallow his anger, and he felt that what the judge said was reasonable.

The judge in the small court in this town is not as cold and heartless as shown on TV, but has a little more human touch. He just provided Ye Shiyu with a reference idea based on his years of work experience, and the final decision rests with Ye Shiyu. .

Ye Shiyu discussed with his surroundings, and finally chose to settle out of court. Ye Shiyu got 7000 yuan in compensation.

Ye Shiyu saw for the first time that a person who used poverty as an excuse to play rogue could still be so righteous.He gritted his teeth with hatred, but still bowed his head in front of money.

It is not a crime to have money or not, but the poor will always secretly charge themselves with a crime because they have no money, because the rich can always be regarded as the norm with ease.

Ye Shiyu held an envelope containing 7000 yuan in his hand, and always felt that this money was more unacceptable than begging, but he really needed this small amount of money at this moment.

It is obvious that Ye Zhihui was the one who suffered the greatest pain, and he may also be disabled for life. The perpetrator is not only in good health, but also has such an arrogant and defiant attitude.

Obviously Zhang Zhong was the one who did the wrong thing, why should the victim pay for his crimes?

Ye Shiyu couldn't understand it.

He was deeply aware of his own uselessness.

He has lived in this comfortable village for more than ten years, but he has never felt that this place is a part of his life. Every time he doubts about things or people, he is deeply troubled.

——Ye Zhihui was discharged from the hospital three days earlier. He couldn't stay in the hospital anymore. He returned to the hospital for reexamination once a month, and the time for the second operation was determined according to the recovery.

The second operation is very simple, the main thing is to remove the external fixator bracket on the thigh. The doctor told you to keep exercising during this period, and don't give up knee bending because of fear of pain. If the recovery is not good in the future, it is likely that the knee will no longer be able to Normal bending, affecting walking.

The three of them kept silent about Jiang Yahui, who had disappeared for more than a month, and Ye Zhihui was in a daze most of the time. The cigarette that was about to quit in the hospital was now back on.

Ye Zhihui never tires of taking a puff and coughing of inferior dry tobacco.

The car accident insurance claim money was returned to Ye Zhihua. Now that the family has little money left, the surroundings once again proposed to drop out of school to work. This time Ye Zhihui looked at his bad leg and fell silent.

Ye Zhihui's original posture with his head held high turned into a hunchback with his chest in his arms.

I became several years older in an instant, like a fish released to the shore by a fisherman, because I was too old to swim, and gradually lost the willpower to survive. I tried to resolve the deadlock with silence, and there was no idea in my heart that could be transformed into language of persuasion.

He looked around in embarrassment, and said in a low trembling voice: "Just wait a little longer and see how my leg recovers."

Ye Shiyu poured a glass of water and brought it over, Ye Zhihui reached out to take it, looked at Ye Shiyu embarrassedly and said, "Xiaoyu, get a drink bottle for Dad, cut off the top of the bottle, I'll save it for urinating at night."

Ye Zhihui didn't dare to look up, a dark red shadow flowed on his brown skin.

Less than a month after the operation, Ye Zhihui's legs were still unable to walk normally. Even with crutches, it was difficult to support them, and going to the toilet was really laborious.

Ye Shiyu nodded dully, then handed a cut drink bottle to Ye Zhihui, pretending not to care, and said: "Dad, you can call me to help you go to the bathroom at night, I can hear you when I'm a light sleeper. I always get up at night to go to the bathroom."

Ye Zhihui's voice became sharp and loud: "Get out, I'm not disabled yet."

He lowered his head slowly, holding the mineral water bottle in his hand, and his voice was as low as the dust: "Xiao Yu, I beg you, please, give Dad some dignity."

Ye Zhihui put his sutured fingers, which had not grown new skin, behind his back, refusing to show them to others.

Just like the fingers that don't know when new skin will grow, he is sewing his dignity inch by inch, not wanting to cause trouble to anyone.

Ye Shiyu thought of Ye Zhihui's previous hands, the reason why he did physical work all the year round, the palms were wide and thick, the knuckles were protruding, and the palms were full of calluses.But these hands are surprisingly flexible. They can be used as tables, chairs and benches, as well as repairing bicycles and making toys for him.

In my impression, his hands are always working. He is not good at words and has a reserved personality, but he has a pair of hands that can help him get out of the prison of life.

Ye Shiyu was amazed by his unique love for his son in these hands.

Ye Shiyu suddenly remembered a composition written by a classmate in the class. The title was nothing unusual, it was "My Father and Me".

Interestingly, he uses old dog and puppy to describe the father-son relationship.

It read: "Father has grown up and become an old dog, he can't play anymore, and the puppy still needs a playmate."

So for the son, sometimes the elderly father is more like the old dog, who can keep each other company, but can never play together again.

But the old dog also has self-respect, and the last thing he wants is for the puppy to see his weak and incompetent side.

Ye Shiyu clenched his fists secretly, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Tch, my dad is still so handsome, so young, and he looks even better when his hair grows out."

This made Ye Zhihui feel very comfortable, and Ye Shiyu got excited, and continued to boast: "Dad, don't cut the same marinated egg shape as the second uncle, you are much more handsome than him."

Ye Zhihui patted his head embarrassingly, and laughed loudly: "Really? Be careful that your second uncle beats you."

Ye Shiyu talked freely and freely, as if he had rehearsed countless times in his heart, he lied and wrote letters: "The second uncle will not hit me, but I am too late, he is a big tiger with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. You told me a long time ago, in fact, it doesn’t hurt at all when he hits someone, it’s just that there’s a lot of thunder and little rain.”

Ye Shiyu knew that expressing sympathy for Ye Zhihui would make him feel uncomfortable, so he tried to make him happy in different ways.

Ye Zhihui coughed happily, clenched his hands into fists and put them on his lips, the cough sounded less scary.

Ye Zhihui took a sip of water, and after a burst of satisfied sighs, the three of them started chatting about homework.

Ye Shiyu giggled like a woodpecker and kept nodding his head, only to find his eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

Ye Shiyu's standard fake smile expression.

Ye Shiyu suddenly stopped laughing, looked at the person with a serious and slightly hostile expression, and called out in doubt: "Mom!?"

Ye Zhihui stared suspiciously at the man behind Jiang Yahui, like a deflated balloon, he tried his best to pull himself together, but unfortunately the hole was too big to hold up anymore.The speed of inflating couldn't keep up with the speed of leaking air, so he had no choice but to quietly clenched his fists hidden behind his back dejectedly.

My heart can no longer warm up.

The author has something to say: seek starfish and collect them!

After thinking about it, it is still necessary to explain Xiaoyu's family's financial difficulties: 1. The details mentioned that from the very beginning of marriage to building a house, they all borrowed money, and they have been slowly repaying the debt for so many years.

2. Jiang Yahui's behavior has little to do with her surroundings, and it is not simply a matter of providing for her two children to go to school.

3. When Ye Zhihui was young, he was an idealist. He didn’t make much money. He was unemployed for many years. He only did odd jobs. money.

What kind of life has been exchanged?