"I won't cure it anymore. My disease is a bottomless pit, it can be cured. Who can afford to pay for it?"

"Laibao, listen to me, this money is not taken out at once. People are more important than money. Let's find someone to borrow, borrow a few more companies, and then make money slowly when the disease is cured. I'll lend it to you."

Zhang Laibao raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes, and deep despair in his eyes, "Family business, I know you are a friend who is in love with me. I can't cheat you. Don't worry, just let me live like this. I will make more money for the girl if I live one day. If I die, I will entrust my two children to you. Please take care of me more."

"What nonsense? How can a small liver disease die? Be stronger Zhang Laibao."

An Jiaye couldn't tell Zhang Laibao, but he made up his mind to treat Zhang Laibao, especially when he sent Zhang Laibao home. Seeing that he became like this now, he felt depressed, helpless and pitiful, and he felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

He can't help but see Laibao loses hope for life. People are not afraid of getting sick, but are afraid of having no hope of living. They just wait for death every day. No, they can't watch like this, they have to do something.

An Jiaye wandered around the house for a few times. The family had no money, so his brothers couldn't count on it. Now the only one with money was An Xia. An Xia asked for two thousand yuan for compensation when the day before yesterday, but he asked An Xia to borrow money from An Xia, but he couldn't open his mouth.

My niece has no father or mother, and she lives with her mother. My mother is old and what should I do when she is gone when she doesn't have any money? She can't go, An Jiaye gritted her teeth and gave up this idea.

He didn't expect that he didn't go to find An Xia, and his son and An Xia came back together.

"Dad, are you back? I have pulled out all the grass in the field, I have watered the afternoon water, and I can't get anything else."

"Kaikai, have you been working in the field today?"

Seeing that his son was red and looked like he had been on the air for a day, An Jiaye felt a little distressed, "Didn't I tell you when I went out? I don't have to go to the floor today. Why don't you wear long sleeves? It's peeling after being exposed for a long time?"

"I don't want to go down to the ground, but I don't make delicious food for you. Today, my cousin cooked braised pork at noon, and it's so delicious. I left you a portion, dad, please try it."

An Xia took out the braised pork made at noon from the basket, a plate of cold edamame and a plate of fried chili with soy sauce, "Mr. Fourth uncle, you have a meal."

An Jiaye did not dare to show an anxious look in front of An Xia, so he sat down and picked up his bowl to eat, but he was terrible and he seemed to have something to do.

"Fourth uncle, I heard from Kaikai that you went with Uncle Lai Bao to see a doctor today? What's wrong with Uncle Lai Bao?"

"Ah? Oh, it's okay, it's not sick, you are going to be fine, Uncle Lai Bao is fine."

When An Xia saw that his fourth uncle refused to tell the truth to him, she thought that although he went to the Lin family early in his previous life, when he returned to the village to visit his grandmother's grave in mid-July, it was reported in the village that Zhang Laibao had hepatitis C, which was an infectious disease. No one in the village dared to contact Zhang Laibao. His two daughters were also discriminated against. In the end, even the family was difficult to find. He was so old that one found a lame man and the other found a second marriage.

Zhang Laibao finally reached the late stage of hepatitis C and turned into cirrhosis. In the end, it hurts so much. After Zhang Laibao died, every time his fourth uncle mentioned it, he was so sad that he couldn't speak, and there were still tears in his eyes. Speaking of which, Zhang Laibao had the best time to play with his fourth uncle.

"Uncle Lai Bao is really not sick? What is most afraid of in private clinics is that they are not disinfected properly. Many blood sellers end up getting liver disease, and then they are threatened and intimidated by the private clinic owners, saying that whatever the blood sellers are, they can't use the blood they collect, and it would be nice if they didn't ask them to pay for it.

In fact, it is because of the infection caused by their unscalculated needles. If they argue with them, they will immediately pay for it. At least they can get some medical expenses. Unfortunately, many people who sell blood don’t know how they get sick, but they will leave as soon as they are scared.

I got sick and had no money to treat it. Finally, I watched the condition worsen and suffered all the torture and lost my life. Oh, it was so miserable!"

As An Jiaye listened, he forgot to eat. After listening to An Xia’s words, he stood up suddenly, “Xia Xia, do you think you can really find a clinic to ask for money?”

"Yes, good people are infectious diseases that only sell blood. This kind of liver disease is transmitted from blood. If you don't look for anyone they want."

"That's good, that's good, there's something saved, there's something saved."

"Uncle Fourth, who did you think was saved? Could it be that Uncle Laibao has liver disease?"

An Xia pretended to be surprised and covered her mouth, "I said I couldn't sell blood at the beginning. Uncle Lai Bao's body looked good, but in fact, the foundation was already deficient. If both qi and blood were deficient, then he had liver disease. What's wrong?"

"No, you Uncle Lai Bao didn't get sick."

"I'm not sick, why do you accompany him to the hospital?"

"He's that's it, that's..."

When facing An Xiaqingche's eyes, Anjiaye could no longer be able to make up. He sighed heavily and whispered: "Zhang Laibao has hepatitis C. I went to see a doctor today and said that it would cost at least 5,000 yuan, and it might not be cured, maybe tens of thousands of yuan.

When he heard that he had so much money, he didn't plan to treat him. He said that he would make more money these days and leave it to the girl, and that he could live one day, and he would just wait for death."

"Fourth uncle, wait for me."

After saying that, An Xia ran out of the door, then entered the space, gritted her teeth and took a bag of milk powder, two packs of red dates wrapped in kraft paper, and a pack of dry sea cucumbers. But after thinking about it, she still put down the sea cucumbers. It was not that she was reluctant to let go, but that such a good thing was too noticeable. Zhang Lai Baowan was so mean to do what to do if he was taken away by someone, he couldn't explain it.

After thinking about it, An Xia wrapped two packets of mung beans and lotus seeds. From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, drinking more mung bean soup can also have a certain effect. Of course, it is impossible to cure the disease. Treating the disease depends on decoctions. After coming out of the space, she put the things into the basket and then into the Anjia Businessman.

"Fourth uncle, take me to see Uncle Laibao."

"Xia Xia, don't go, that disease... is contagious."

"It's okay, don't worry, Fourth uncle, that disease is mainly transmitted through blood, and it is not contagious when it comes to normal life. I took something to replenish Uncle Laibao. He treats me well on weekdays, and I have to go see him if he gets sick."

An Jiaye sighed deeply again and stood up, "Okay, let's go and see him."

As soon as he arrived at Zhang Laibao's house, An Xia felt a low pressure and a sad atmosphere permeated the air. Zhang Laibao sat on a stool with a bowl of mung bean soup in front of him. The eldest girl of his family was working in the yard, and the little girl stood timidly on the side, with a sad expression on her face.

"Uncle Lai Bao, let me see you. These are all things that nourish the body. I have to drink a cup of milk powder every day. I steamed red dates in the pot and eat them the best. I cook lotus seeds and mung beans to drink soup to clear heat and detoxify."

"An Xia is here, I will take the things back, I don't need these things."

Zhang Laibao's eyes were dim. When he saw An Xia, he always smiled, but now he could no longer laugh. He lowered his head as if he was waiting for death.
Chapter completed!