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14. transfer

Meng Qingqing and her father returned to the ward together, and another person came to the 8th bed in the ward, a man in his forties, surnamed Yu, there is no doubt that this department and this ward are all with severe kidney disease, People's Hospital The nephrology department in the hospital is the best nephrology department in the province, and the beds are tight. As long as there are vacant beds, people will be arranged to live in them immediately. Although the people who come here to see a doctor are all seriously ill, it is not surprising that they have to wait for ten days and a half months for a bed.

The 8-bed family lives in this city, accompanied by his wife and son. The son is studying at Nantah University in this city. The National Day holiday is a few days away, so he comes to accompany his father who is hospitalized.

Meng Qingqing helped her father to lie down, and put the clothes she just bought into the No. 9 cabinet. Here, Meng Zijun greeted the No. 8 bed and gave a brief introduction. They were all lying in bed chatting.

Bed 8 is very talkative. He said that his disease has been discovered for more than a year, and he has been relying on dialysis to maintain his life. Now, he has found a suitable doctor and had a kidney replacement operation a week ago. Now that the first critical period has passed, I will be transferred from the intensive care unit to the ordinary ward. After another month of observation, if there is no rejection, you can go home to recuperate.

No wonder, the happy family of three didn't seem to be hospitalized at all, and they lived in such a critical care unit. It turned out that they found a doctor, successfully had a kidney transplant, and had hope in their hearts, so they were also very happy to be hospitalized. Fortunately, more than a year of dialysis is a difficult journey not only for the patient himself but also for his family members. Now I can finally recover, and the big stone in my heart can be let go.

Bed 8 is a businessman, with a shrewd and capable appearance. Seeing that he is tall and big, he can't believe that he will suffer from this disease. Who knows? The one who died in the morning, and the father, aren't they all in the prime of life? But it happened that such a disease happened.

Because they are also in business, Meng Zijun and Bed 8 talked very speculatively, and after a while, the two chatted in full swing.

It may be that before Meng Zijun's father and daughter came back, the seventh bed introduced the situation of Meng Zijun's family to the new eighth bed, so the eighth bed's wife said to Meng Zijun sympathetically: The child will go back to school in a few days. , what do you do alone?

Meng Qingqing said: I don't go to school, I can study by myself. I take care of my father while studying by myself. Meng Qingqing has a college degree in her previous life, so it is easy to deal with the subjects of the first year of junior high school. Instead of going to school, just take the final exam. The problem is to get the teacher's approval.

Meng Zijun reprimanded lightly, Nonsense, let uncle take you back the day after tomorrow.

Meng Qingqing didn't want to make her father angry, but she didn't want to leave her father either. If according to the fate of her previous life, her father only had more than a month, how could Meng Qingqing not stay with her father in these last days? She tried her best to change her father's fate. How could she leave her father at this critical moment?

But if I don’t go to school all the time, my father will definitely not agree. Meng Qingqing thought about it and said in a compromise: Dad, or let me go to school here. I go to school here, so I can go to school and take care of me at the same time. is you.

Meng Zijun sighed, Father is like this now, and it is impossible to go back and forth to transfer schools for you. Besides, you have been in class for more than a month now, so it is not so easy to transfer over.

Bed 8 asked, Is this child in elementary school or junior high school?

Meng Zijun: I just entered the first grade of junior high school.

Bed 8 turned to Meng Qingqing, Little girl, how is your academic performance?

Meng Qingqing is not modest, There is no problem with academic performance.

Really? Didn't talk big?

Meng Qingqing nodded, This is based on test scores, of course you can't fake it.

Bed 8 said: If there is no problem with the grades, I can ask for you. I know the principal of a middle school.

The wife in bed 8 said: Go to school here,

There are many practical problems. For example, the cost of living here must be higher than that in the township. If you have good academic performance in the township, you will be here, and you will be under a lot of pressure. There are also housing issues and other practical situations.

Meng Zijun: I have a house here, and the living expenses are not a problem. Anyway, I have been in business for several years, and I have a little savings.

Bed 8 said: That's good. After all, this is a provincial capital, and the learning conditions are good. Of course, it's best for the children to go to school here. Besides, in your situation, father and daughter should live together.

Meng Zijun also nodded and said: Yes! I used to only care about making money, and I didn't see each other a few times throughout the year, but now I see you once less. Please ask my daughter to see if she can be transferred to this school.

Meng Zijun said to his daughter again: You can live in the house I bought tonight, it's not easy to live here at night.

Bed 8 asked: Where is your house?

“Splendid Garden in Wu Bao Road.”

Bed 8: The neighborhood is in a good location, only four stations away from here, and it's also close to No. 3 Middle School. I'm going to ask No. 3 Middle School for her.

No. 3 Middle School is a key middle school. It recruits students from the whole province. The requirements are very strict. It is very difficult to get in, especially if you transfer in the middle. Meng Qingqing stood up and bowed to the 8th bed, Thank you, Uncle Yu!

Bed 8 quickly waved his hands, Don't thank, don't thank, I don't know if it will work or not!

Meng Qingqing said seriously: Whether it is successful or not, I will thank you for your warm heart!

Hey! Your father and I suffer from the same disease. We have the same disease. It is a fluke for people like us to live one more day. So if we can do more good deeds, let's do some good deeds!

The wife in bed 8 stood up with her bag, It's almost time, I'll go back to cook, son, take good care of your dad. Don't let him use force. You have to help him get up and turn over.

The son on bed 8 was reading a book, and continued to bury his head in the book without raising his head.

Meng Qingqing was also moved, Dad, give me the key to your house, and I will go back and cook for you. The food in this hospital cafeteria is not nutritious. It is also called a nutritious cafeteria, which is not worthy of the name at all.

The key is with your uncle. Besides, the kitchen at home has not been fired for a long time, and there is nothing.

When Meng Zijian was mentioned, Meng Qingqing became angry, Dad, why did you give him everything? Phone, house key, money.

The father felt a little helpless towards his daughter's attitude, Dad is a person who will leave at any time. He is the only relative by his side. If you don't leave it to him, who will you leave it to?

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