After a while, after the examination was completed, and when Aunt Zhang was sent to the temporary ward, she gradually woke up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yin Jun and Wei Xiaofan didn't dare to disturb her loudly, just waiting for her to slowly regain her senses.

What I didn't expect was that when Aunt Zhang adapted to the environment and saw that this was actually a hospital, she struggled to get up all of a sudden.

At this time, the oxygen mask had been removed, and Aunt Zhang's activities were a little more convenient, so the movements were still fast, but Yin Jun and Wei Xiaofan hurriedly stepped forward to hold her down.

"Aunt Zhang, don't move! You're not in a good condition now! Don't let your condition worsen again!" Wei Xiaofan persuaded.

"You let go of me, I'm fine, I don't have to be hospitalized here!" Aunt Zhang didn't listen at all, she wanted to tear off her infusion needle, and looked like she was going to leave immediately.

Yin Jun was still more experienced, so he persuaded in another way: "Aunt Zhang, if your condition worsens, not only will the money for treatment increase, but you will not be able to do anything in the future, so you can only lie on the sickbed!"

Hearing this, Aunt Zhang's movements immediately stopped and looked at Yin Jun: "Ah Jun...... You're not lying to me, are you?"

"How could I lie to you?" Yin Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Aunt Zhang, the doctor said that your condition is very bad and your life is in danger. Now you don't care about anything, wait for treatment and recovery with peace of mind, with me and Brother Wei!"

"Is this so possible?" Aunt Zhang shook her head again and again, looked at the well-decorated ward of this private hospital, and showed a bitter look on her face, "I know that my illness is very troublesome, but if I enter the hospital, it will be at least tens of thousands, or even more...... My family doesn't have that much money, and I don't want to use your money...... Let me go, I'll be fine when I go home and rest for a while!"

"No, no, no. Wei Xiaofan shook his head again and again, "You came in today, don't think about going out like this again, unless your illness is cured! As for the question of money, you really don't have to worry! You are my aunt and sister-in-law, between us, do you still need to talk about money? How vulgar!"

"Brother Wei is right, don't say anything else, just because Brother Wei and I have eaten your breakfast, lunch and supper for so long, it is appropriate to take care of you!" Yin Jun said with a straight face, "Aunt Zhang, besides, you also know that we regard you as our own aunt." Don't worry, you also know that Brother Wei is a big star, and I have made money writing scripts, so what is the value of tens of thousands of yuan? There is only one life, and if it is gone, it will be gone! If you leave, what will Ayu do? Who will take care of your children? Will you rely on your unreliable husband?"

Aunt Zhang was originally resolute, but the last words Yin Jun said directly penetrated the defense line in her heart, and she cried all of a sudden.

Where Aunt Zhang couldn't see, Wei Xiaofan, who was already sweating in a hurry, gave Yin Jun a thumbs up.

Yin Jun didn't say a word, Aunt Zhang was saved.

Every morning, Aunt Zhang, who was busy making semi-finished fish balls and Chezi noodles, would bring out the rice porridge and soybean milk steamed buns for them to eat when she saw him and Wei Xiaofan get up.

Every night, Yin Jun writes the script and has a firm memory until after eleven or twelve o'clock before resting, at this time, Aunt Zhang is either the next bowl of noodles, or a bowl of white fungus soup is brought in, and tells Yin Jun to rest well and not stay up too late.

She is the same for Wei Xiaofan, every time she comes back drunk from dinner with friends, Aunt Zhang will prepare a bowl of sobering soup for him to sober up and protect his body.

and Yin Jun's most unforgettable time when he was drunk, how Aunt Zhang took care of herself gently.

He couldn't forget the bowl of brown sugar eggs that Aunt Zhang simmered for himself on the stove, and the situation when she came out dressed and gently told Yin Jun not to drink in the future.

That was the first time Yin Jun cried since he came to Xiangjiang.

Yin Jun didn't know what Wei Xiaofan thought, but he had never seen his parents in his life, so he directly felt that if he had his mother to take care of him, he was afraid that it would be like this, right?

Although Yin Jun has a good personality and does not seem to be weird and irritable and difficult to get along with because he was born in an orphanage, but not having parents is still a regret in his heart.

The events of that night may not be anything special in Aunt Zhang's mind, but in Yin Jun's mind, the meaning is different.

From that night on, Yin Jun didn't just regard Aunt Zhang as a poor and respectable aunt, he regarded Aunt Zhang as his own relative.

Unconsciously, in Yin Jun's mind, Aunt Zhang has replaced the image of his imaginary mother.

Tell me, with such emotional sustenance, can Yin Jun see death and not be saved?

Take 10,000 steps back and say, Aunt Zhang and Yin Jun are just people who rent the same house, and they are nodding friends on weekdays, but suddenly hearing that she has such a condition, how could Yin Jun watch a life pass away in front of him?

Don't fuck me say anything about the Virgin's disease, people's hearts are not made of iron, Yin Jun is not an indifferent person in the first place, why can't he help people?

When the eldest husband sees that the road is uneven, he can draw a knife to help, even if Yin Jun is an ordinary person, is there still a problem with helping people he knows?

Some people's own cats and dogs are dead, and they can cry for a long time, how can they meet to save people, save a life, so indifferent and extreme?

If you don't think it's going to be eye-catching, not only do you not help, but you sneer at those who have a good heart, then the whole moral atmosphere in this country is really disappointing.

Of course, there are only a few people who are psychologically distorted.

To the extent that the situation allows, I believe that many people will definitely do their best to help those in need, which is the fine tradition of our Chinese nation, and the excellent character that has been engraved in our bones since ancient times.

Besides, Yin Jun had enough money in his hand to save Aunt Zhang.

In addition to the hundreds of thousands on his body, Jiashi also asked him to write 100 episodes of "Bao Qingtian", this time they bid 3,000 for one episode, which is 300,000, which is a total of more than 400,000 yuan, which is completely enough for Aunt Zhang's treatment expenses.

With the memory of the next 42 years, even if Yin Jun has nothing again, he can guarantee that he will make a comeback in half a year and get more money than he does now.

If that's the case, why can't it be saved?

What is money?

Earn it, just for the sake of your own happy use, just to make yourself feel better.

If he is bound by it, loses the beautiful emotions of human beings, loses the belief he insists on, and loses his heart, then Yin Junzhen doesn't know what is the use of making money, and he doesn't know if he can feel the beauty of life if he becomes such a person, and whether his soul will feel full and satisfied.

So to paraphrase a sentence in later generations, "Money is a bastard, I'll earn it again when I use it up", in order to save Aunt Zhang, I spent all the money, and it won't be long before I can earn it back, so why hesitate?

Hearing Yin Jun's words, Wei Xiaofan was about to strike while the iron was hot, when suddenly there was a commotion outside, followed by a large number of men and women pouring into the ward.

"Mom~~"

The young men and women had anxious and worried faces on their faces, and their voices were crying.

Not only that, but a few young ones also pounced directly on Aunt Zhang.

Wei Xiaofan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them, "Don't be impulsive! Your mother is very weak, she can't rush like this!"

Several small ones were startled by Wei Xiaofan and stopped timidly, but one of them threw himself directly into Wei Xiaofan's arms.

"Uncle Wei...... Woohoo......"

This crying child is naturally Ayu, she hugged Wei Xiaofan, and looked at her crying mother with teary eyes, feeling the same pain in her heart as if she had been stepped on fiercely.

"It's okay, it's okay. Wei Xiaofan stroked her little head and raised her voice: "The doctor said, this heart disease is a little troublesome, but there have been many people who have successfully undergone surgery, as long as you prepare well and recuperate well later, you can do it!"

"Do surgery, do you do surgery?"

Just as Aunt Zhang's children were showing joy on their faces, a hoarse voice suddenly came.

I saw a man in his fifties who had shaved the children from behind and walked to the sickbed with an angry face, "Wife, what are you doing? Get up quickly! Can you do this surgery? Where will you get the money? You have had an operation, and you can't sell anything, what will happen to the family's living expenses? The family drinks the northwest wind? Do you want to starve us to death?"

When this shabby-dressed man spoke, even Ayu was so frightened that he didn't dare to cry, hugged Wei Xiaofan tightly, and curled up in fear.

Aunt Zhang was already crying, and when she heard this, all kinds of emotions came to her heart, and her crying became more and more sad.

Even Yin Jun, who was on Aunt Zhang's side, could smell the strong smell of inferior wine coming from this man, and then looked at his raunchy, angry and manic face, and sighed unconsciously in his heart.

I have long heard that Aunt Zhang's man is not a thing, but now it seems that he is even more not a thing than he imagined.

The wife who worked hard to manage the whole family was already in danger, but he didn't have any pity, but thought about himself first, such a husband, it really didn't matter.

Looking at the group of men and women around him, some in their twenties, some in their teens, and some in seven or eight years old, their faces were not very good, but after listening to their father's words, there was more or less a trace of hesitation and contradiction on their faces, and Yin Jun couldn't help but have a sentence in his heart.

Poor couples mourn everything.

It's the same with this poor family.

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