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After leaving the department store, Chen Minghui showed a heavy heart.The way of toys is blocked, so he can only take the way of leather shoes.

He has little capital, and the leather shoes are slow to see profit. After half a month of tossing around, he can earn one or two hundred is the limit.Not counting his travel expenses, the most important thing is that he doesn’t have much time left. It’s been about [-] days, and there are two months left before the senior high school entrance examination. The point is coming.

Unknowingly, Chen Minghui walked to the door of a leather shoe store, thinking in his heart that he would spend all his money on leather shoes and then return home.There is no shop selling leather shoes in their town, but there are department stores in the city, but the supply is very tight, not only expensive, but often out of stock.

If he brought them back, the price of a pair would be increased by five or six yuan, and even more would be cheaper than department stores. It would not be difficult to sell them, but he had to take his time.However, although the sales were slow, this was a net profit, and there were no other expenses. As for the round-trip fee, he had to buy it anyway, and it couldn't be included in the cost.

After some calculations, Chen Minghui decided to take the goods home first, and come back after passing the high school entrance examination. Then there may be other opportunities. Besides, these people probably have forgotten about him by then, and the toy business has him. It can also be done again.

After making a decision, Chen Minghui didn't delay any longer and was about to enter the leather shoe shop.Suddenly, someone behind him shouted, "Someone fainted..."

When Chen Minghui turned his head, he saw an old man lying down a few steps away from him, surrounded by two or three pedestrians.Those people kept calling the old man, but the old man remained motionless.

Chen Minghui's heart skipped a beat. Relying on the various promotional videos on TV in his previous life to popularize education, Chen Minghui subconsciously thought that the old man fainted suddenly, and it was most likely either a heart attack or a cerebral hemorrhage.No matter which of these two diseases, it is time to race against time, and you must seek medical attention immediately.

He didn't care about anything else, so he hurried back with a cornbread.

Seeing the chaos surrounding the old man, and the people who kept patting the old man's face, pushing the old man's body, and trying to wake up the old man's pedestrians, Chen Minghui's heart beat wildly. This is simply nonsense.

He shouted: "Call 120 quickly!"

"120? What's that?" Someone immediately asked, "You know this old man, this is his home phone number?"

Just as Chen Minghui was about to answer the emergency call, he suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that this is the early 80s, and there is no 120 emergency call.my country's 120 emergency number will not be implemented nationwide until the central government issues a document in [-].

"Go and stop the car. This uncle probably has a heart or head problem. He must be treated as soon as possible. During this period, let's not touch him." Chen Minghui stopped a man who wanted to lift the old man's upper body.

If it was a heart attack, tormenting him like this would only send him to heaven as soon as possible.

Chen Minghui's request is not too much. Haishi has become a pioneer of reform and opening up, and there are already private cars on the street.

Soon a car was stopped. The driver was a man, wearing a suit and tie, and even had a ruby ​​tie pin pinned to his tie.

"You are sick, stand in the front of my car, you are not afraid of being hit to death?" The owner of the car looked very impatient, and kept looking at his watch. The sign on the watch was a string of English words. The man who stopped the car didn't know him, but subconsciously felt that It will definitely not be cheap, maybe he will not be able to afford a watch in his lifetime.

Not only was he cowardly, but he couldn't speak the words out of his mouth. He even regretted why he listened to a child and came out to stop the car. Those who own cars are rich people. People raised their fingers and kicked him to death.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The man shrunk his neck subconsciously, and kept complaining about Chen Minghui.

Seeing this, Chen Minghui had no choice but to come over by himself, "Sir, an old man suddenly fainted on the street, and his life may be in danger at any time. The situation is urgent. Please see, can you please help take this old man to the hospital."

The owner of the car glanced at his watch and cursed, "You know I'm in a hurry, I made an appointment with someone to talk about business, and the millions of dollars will arrive in 10 minutes, but I was stopped by you on the way Come down, because you were late for 2 minutes. If I was late for these 2 minutes and gave the other party a bad impression, so that my business failed, do you think you can afford it, or this old man can afford it? If you break your bones, even the scum of your bones won't pay you a single cent!"

The owner of the car yelled: "Go away, Lao Tzu!"

Chen Minghui had no choice but to give way, and said to the man beside him, "Let's call the car separately, so that the speed is faster, whoever calls the car first will call the other."

The man was scolded for nothing, and he was holding a resentment in his heart, so he said: "If you want to stop the car, why don't you stop it yourself, hide behind and order people to pretend to be good, and I will be the one who gets scolded."

This is not the time to talk, Chen Minghui can only run to stop the car by himself.But even if the city is as developed as Haihai, even though there are cars, they are rare. There is no such a continuous stream of vehicles in the later generations. After a while, a few vehicles finally come over, some do not stop at all, and some finally stop Yes, but upon hearing this situation, they were unwilling to help.

"What if the old man dies in my car? Not to mention the bad luck, this car that has killed people is evil, if you are willing to have an accident, you can't take it. My car is worth hundreds of thousands, so who will be responsible for the loss. If you forcefully deal with it Drive, such an evil car, if I lost my life because of it, it would be wronged, why should I exchange my life for his. "

Chen Minghui couldn't help it, so he asked about a few more bicycles, but now it's past work time, and there are not many bicycles on the street.There are one or two, it is also not easy to carry a dying person, and it is also unlucky to die on a bicycle.

At this time, bicycles are just like the cars of the later generations, even more precious than the cars of the later generations. They are very precious things, and they are not just changed casually.

After asking two questions, the meaning is roughly the same, but more than ten minutes have passed, and it is a race against time to save the sick and save the patient, so there is no delay.Fortunately, Chen Minghui asked someone to lift the old man on his back and run to the hospital with it on his back.

The nearest hospital was five kilometers away, and Chen Minghui finally arrived after running for half an hour.

After everyone rushed to get the old man off him, Chen Minghui ignored the coldness of the ground, and lay there gasping for breath.

A little nurse wearing a snow-white nurse uniform and two braids came out of the treatment room and asked, "Which of you is the patient's family?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one answered, but fortunately, they all looked at Chen Minghui in the end.

At first, the little nurse saw that it was the young boy who carried the man back, and now that everyone was looking at him, she took it for granted that he must be the patient's family member.Walking towards him with big strides, he said dissatisfiedly, "What are you still doing sitting here? Hurry up and pay the fee. How can you take an X-ray to see a doctor if you don't pay the fee? This person is so heavy, why don't you know how to worry?"

Hearing that it was about money, the four men who came to help took a step back, expressing that the matter had nothing to do with them.

Chen Minghui was stunned for a moment, and then he explained, "I'm not his family."

The little nurse frowned, "Then who are you? Hurry up and pay the fee, is he still cured?"

Seeing that none of the four adults and one boy responded, I couldn't help being a little angry.I have been working in the hospital for a long time, and I am used to seeing patients who are reluctant to pay for medical treatment for the elderly, and finally have to die without knowing it.I thought this was another such family.

The tone became bad, "The old man raised a lot of children of you, can't you guys afford to support one when you get old? There is no one who is filial, and you will all pretend to be stupid here, waiting for you if you don't pay the fee. Let's do the funeral for the old man."

What the little nurse said made one of the men unhappy, "If this old man belonged to our family, let alone pay the bills, I would treat the disease even if he was a smuggler. The problem is that he is not, and none of us know him."

The other said unconvinced: "That's right, none of us present knew this old man. He was walking on the road and saw the old man fainted suddenly, so he kindly sent him to the hospital. Could it be that because of this kindness, we are still here?" Get the money?"

Others also chattered, "That's right, who's life is easy these days, and the money they talk about is not money, but you are so kind, why don't you take the money?"

This time the nurse knew that these people were not relatives of the old man, but a group of well-meaning people, so she could not urge anyone to pay the fee.Standing there for a while, not knowing what to do.

The few people were still discussing: "When I came here, I saw that the old man was dressed in sloppy clothes. His clothes were worn out without seams, and he only had one shoe on his feet. At first I thought it was that shoe." The old man lost it when he was sick, and I searched around but couldn’t find it. Later, I found that the old man’s feet were full of chilblains, so I knew that the shoes were not lost at all. There should be no shoes at all. The one on the foot might be picked up. or someone who looked at him with pity gave it to him."

"Then the old man is a tramp."

"should be……"

"When you say that, I think so too..."

After discussing for a while, the four decided on the status of an old man, a homeless man with no children.Now no one is willing to give money for medical treatment.But the little nurse didn't want to do anything when she heard this. She worked so hard to save someone.After that, no one dared to save people.

Just when he was at a loss, another doctor came out, his eyebrows were raised high, "What's the matter, no one has paid the fee yet, and if you don't pay the fee, you may not be able to keep it."

The little nurse said helplessly: "This old man should be a homeless man. These people are not his family members. They kindly brought him here after seeing him faint."

The doctor wanted to say no, how could homeless people have cotton clothes to wear, but in the end he held back, knowing that it was useless to say it.Could it be that just because the old man was wearing a cotton padded jacket, someone would pay him for medical treatment.If someone dies and cannot be cured, the identity of the old man will become a case without a head, and the money will be wasted.With the current level of medical treatment, no doctor dares to guarantee whether the disease can be cured or not.

Hearing this situation, the doctor could only helplessly say: "Call the police, and see what the police say when they come." Then he sighed deeply, "Let's resign ourselves to fate." Even the medical staff who are used to seeing life and death are in a bad mood Heaviness, or it is precisely because I am used to seeing life and death, watching a life die before my eyes, my heart is even paler and weaker.