More than half an hour later, Lin Qingshan took Zhang Xiaohua to the mental hospital in the suburbs.

In the ward, Lin Qingshan's heart was indescribable complexity in his heart when he looked at the old lady with her hair disheveled, her eyes were dull and her mouth was still drooling.

Unlike most people who are born with disgust and fear in the face of mental illness, he believes that the so-called mentally ill patients are basically people who value emotional kindness. They are reluctant to hurt others, but they can only drive themselves crazy.

Several medical workers used special ropes to fix the old lady's hands and feet. Perhaps because they were afraid of biting their tongue and committing suicide, they stuffed a few glass balls the size of pigeon eggs into her mouth. The thing was not swallowed and difficult to spit out, but they were very distressed.

"Mom, why are you like this again? Aren't we talking? You have a good time to see a doctor, I will earn money and pay off my debts, and live a good life together. Yuanyuan and Huihui are still young. Have you promised me that you will definitely help me raise my child. You can't keep your word."

As soon as he saw his mother's appearance, Zhang Xiaohua's tears instantly burst out.

A good man kneels down to heaven and earth to pay homage to his parents. Any man with a conscience will definitely not be able to bear to see his parents in such pain.

"Woo...woo!"

When he saw his son, the old lady immediately struggled with excitement, and frightened several medical staff next to her so much that they hurriedly held it down.

"Mom, don't do this..."

Zhang Xiaohua also hurriedly dissuaded.

Although her emotions were out of control, the old lady just twisted her body from beginning to end, and did not mean to hurt others.

And from the perspective of face alone, the old lady should be a very kind person before she gets sick.

The black and thin cheeks are covered with wrinkles, and the black and white hair is so sparse that it is pitifully sparse. The pair of eyes are not so bright, but they have a comfortable warmth.

It took more than half an hour to finally fall asleep under the influence of Zhang Xiaohua's soothing and the injections from the medical staff.

"Doctor Zhao, my mother's condition..."

Zhang Xiaohua asked a soft question.

"Cancer cells do not spread quickly, but after all, they are already in the late stage. You are a little mentally prepared. As for mental aspects, I have talked to several experts. I feel that she is more psychologically stressed and needs to tie the bell. This is mainly due to your family members. In addition, there is a cost issue. I really can't delay it. The financial side has chased me many times,..."

A doctor pulled down his mask and responded.

After glanced at the scene, Lin Qingshan left the ward calmly.

He is not a person who likes to be sad and sad in his autumn. He does not have many kindness in his genes, but he is still quite uncomfortable.

After a few cigarettes, Zhang Xiaohua walked out with a frustrated expression.

"My personal intention has nothing to do with Hu Xiao Company, nor with our transaction."

Lin Qingshan took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Ah? This is not allowed..."

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment and hurriedly pushed.

"Take it, it's not much money. I just joined the company, Hu Xiao, and I haven't saved much. I'm not going to save the poor."

Lin Qingshan stuffed the card into his trouser pocket without saying a word.

It was such a small and negligible action that instantly established the relationship between the two.

After all, when people are desperate, any trace of light is enough to move for half a lifetime, even if it is just the light of fireflies.

"It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Lin Qingshan yawned.

Zhang Xiaohua's home lives in an old community called "Roiling Apartment" in the city.

It is a coincidence that this place is only a few meters away from the "Fertilizer Factory House" where the city was created.

This is called fate. If the demolition can include his family, perhaps he will not be worried about money at this time.

"Go up and sit down?"

Zhang Xiaohua pointed to the black corridor entrance and invited.

"Sure, I'm just thirsty."

The fat man was about to refuse, but suddenly changed his mind. He wanted to see if this guy's living environment was really as bad as it showed.

As soon as the two of them arrived on the third floor, the red paint on the security door and paper covered with bill recharge sticks around the threshold attracted Lin Qingshan's attention.

"This is a house that my mother's unit has divided a long time ago. It only has the right to live and no right to buy or sell. All these external accounts were owed by me when I was gambling. Many of them had been paid back a long time ago, but I didn't care about cleaning them up."

Noting the fat man's eyes, Zhang Xiaohua quickly explained with a wry smile.

"Um."

Lin Qingshan did not follow up.

No matter how frustrated the lower-level little people will regain their dignity to a greater or lesser extent after seeing the dawn of hope, Zhang Xiaohua will regain her dignity at this time.

The house is not big, at most, only more than 40 square meters. It is a tight two-bedroom apartment. Seeing a few girls' coats of different sizes hanging on the balcony, Lin Qingshan asked curiously: "Do you have two daughters?"

"Well, the older one has just entered middle school, and the younger one is only in the third grade. Since I was in debt and my wife ran away with someone, all of my two children have been taken care of. It is said that it is a care, but in fact it is just a place to eat and sleep. I can't even afford to live by myself now."

Zhang Xiaohua poured him a cup of hot water with self-deprecating silence.

"Cruff..."

At this time, the door of one of the bedrooms opened, and the two girls tiptoed out of their heads. When they saw clearly that it was Zhang Xiaohua, the two girls cried and threw themselves into his arms. The two girls should have been in a state of "fighting" for a long time. Even when they saw their father, they were still carrying a broom and a mop.

"Dad, someone came to smash the door again today. Those people scolded them so fiercely but scary."

"I threw a lot of broken bottles at the door. My sister bleeded her feet while cleaning. Today, some classmates called me a motherless child. When will my mother come back?"

The two children whispered without a word, and your little eyes were filled with anxiety and fear.

While sighing, Lin Qingshan secretly took out his mobile phone to record the video...
Chapter completed!