C81 A Kind Person

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Zixiao hung up the phone. Chen Feihuang held the phone in his hand, his heart heavy. Last time when Yao Hui pretended to be a businessman and went to see Luo Zixiao, Luo Zixiao had mentioned that someone at home was sick and needed money urgently, so he had no choice but to leave the store. Just now, there was the sound of the hospital on the phone. Presumably, Luo Zixiao had really encountered difficulties. . .

Chen Feihuang was worried and immediately got out of bed to put on his clothes. He made a call and went straight to Huaxi Second Affiliated Hospital. The last time Luo Zixiao met Yao Hui in the vicinity, his family should have been hospitalized there.

It was late at night. There were few cars on the street. They were in the city, so they arrived in about ten minutes by taxi. Chen Feihuang went to the Inpatient Department and found the nurse on duty to check on Luo Zixiao's family. However, the nurse only registered the patient's name and did not register the family's name. Chen Feihuang thought for a while and said the name of Luo Zixiao's five-year-old daughter, "Luo Shanshan!"

As expected, the nurse immediately found it. "It's in the Inpatient Department of Oncology, Bed 33. You go to the 16th floor!"

Chen Feihuang was shocked and asked, "Oncology Department? Such a young child still has tumors? Do you know what illness the child has? "

" The person who will be hospitalized in the oncology department here is definitely not a minor illness. You can ask the patient's immediate family. "

"Alright, thank you. . . "

Chen Feihuang went up the elevator and saw Luo Zixiao's daughter Luo Shanshan and his wife Lin Lin in the ward.

The child had already fallen asleep. There was a built-in needle in his hand and his head was wrapped in gauze. His small body was very thin. Lin Lin sat beside the hospital bed, holding her daughter's hand and silently crying. Luo Zixiao was not in the ward.

Chen Feihuang looked at the mother and daughter, feeling very upset. He wanted to shout, but he was afraid of waking the child up.

Lin Lin realized that there was someone behind her. She turned around and looked at him, but she did not recognize him for a long time. "You, you are?"

"I am Chen Feihuang. " Chen Feihuang smiled and said, "You don't remember, right? Two years ago, Luo Zixiao brought you to my company. . . "

"Director Chen. Only then did Lin Lin recognize him. She hurriedly got up to greet him. " I'm sorry, I didn't recognize him just now. Why are you here? Please take a seat. "

She gave the chair to Chen Feihuang and went to pour him some water. Chen Feihuang whispered, "Sister-in-law, don't be too busy. Don't wake the others up. If it's convenient, let's go out and have a chat. "

"Okay. " Lin Lin covered the child with a blanket and followed Chen Feihuang out of the ward. After closing the door, Lin Lin hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, Director Chen. The money I owe you has been delayed for so long. The child is really sick. There's no other way. Today, Luo Zixiao has transferred fifty thousand to you. We will definitely find a way to return the remaining money to you as soon as possible. . . "

"No, no, no, no. I'm not here to collect the debt. I'm here to see the child. " Chen Feihuang hurriedly explained, "I didn't know that the child was sick, so I asked my brother to look for Luo Zixiao. If I had known, I definitely wouldn't have asked him for the debt. "

Hearing these words, Lin Lin couldn't help but cry. Then, she hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, not daring to cry out loud. She was afraid that she would wake up the person in the ward, so she sobbed and said, "Luo Zixiao said you were a good person, he was right. . . "

Chen Feihuang didn't know how to comfort her. He only asked, "What happened to the child?"

"There's a tumor in his brain. It's a malignant tumor. He had an operation before, and now it relapsed again. . . " Lin Lin cried and said, "We went bankrupt to treat the child, and we couldn't do business anymore. We even closed the shop, so we dragged your money and didn't return it. . . "

"Don't worry about the money. It's more important to treat the child first. " Chen Feihuang said, "Where's Luo Zixiao?"

"I went downstairs to buy. . . " Lin Lin stopped mid-sentence. She pointed at the corridor and said, "He's back. "

Chen Feihuang turned around and saw Luo Zixiao standing in the corridor with a box of milk in his hand. He looked at Chen Feihuang in a daze.

Chen Feihuang saw Luo Zixiao and felt a little sour in his heart. Luo Zixiao was not even thirty years old. In the past, he was young and handsome, but now, he was so haggard that he looked like he had aged more than ten years. . .

"Hubby, CEO Chen, come and see us. " Lin Lin said, "There's not even a place to sit here. Quickly bring CEO Chen out to sit. "

"Okay. "

. . .

Luo Zixiao put down the box of milk and brought Chen Feihuang downstairs. The two of them went to the park and sat on a wooden chair to chat.

"Director Chen. Luo Zixiao opened his mouth and his voice was a little choked up. "You, why are you here?"

Chen Feihuang was initially fine, but when he heard his voice, he could not help but feel a little sour in his heart. "I came to see you. "

"How did you know I was here?" Luo Zixiao asked.

"Last time, when you met Yao Hui nearby, you accidentally mentioned that someone was sick at home. I guessed that it should be here. Most of the hospitals in Huaxi Second Hospital are for the treatment of children. So I was wondering if it was a child. . . "

Chen Feihuang stopped halfway through his sentence. He asked, "Why didn't you tell me that such a big thing happened at home?"

"I haven't paid you back the money I owe you. How could I have the nerve to trouble you again?" Luo Zixiao was somewhat ashamed. "Actually, I was already prepared to return the money to you in July last year, but something happened to the child suddenly, so I could only treat him first. . . But I will think of a way to return it to you as soon as possible. Give me a few more days. . . "

"Don't worry about the money, treat the child first. " Chen Feihuang patted his shoulder. "Huaxi's medical skills are very strong. Listening to the doctor's treatment, there should be good news very soon. "

"Yes, yes. " Luo Zixiao nodded and said, "I know. . . "

"Send me your bank account number, I'll transfer some money to you. " Chen Feihuang took out his phone, "Send it now. "

"How can that be?" Luo Zixiao hurriedly said, "I haven't returned the money I owe you, how can I borrow it from you again? You have to use money now too, I can't be so selfish. . . "

"Enough, stop talking nonsense. " Chen Feihuang interrupted him, "You're waiting for money to save your life. It's different from my situation. "

At that moment, Big-head called to ask where he had gone. He said that he had something to do, so he immediately went back. After hanging up, he said to Luo Zixiao, "I'll go back to the hotel first. Remember to send me your account number. I can't help you with anything else, so I can only give some financial support. "

"But. . . "

"[Listen to me. ]" Chen Feihuang patted his shoulder, "I'll be leaving first. Go back and accompany your wife and children. "

. . .

Luo Zixiao sent Chen Feihuang into the car. His heart was filled with gratitude, but he did not know how to express it. Before Chen Feihuang left, he reminded him to remember to send a bank account. He did not say anything and only asked him to be careful on the way.

Chen Feihuang returned to the hotel and chatted with Big-head. He laid on the bed and prepared to sleep. He hadn't received a message from Luo Zixiao yet. He called Luo Zixiao and urged him to send his account number again. Luo Zixiao said, "Director Chen, I know you're short of money too. I can't implicate you, don't worry. No matter how hard it is, I won't give up on my child. I will think of a way myself, I really thank you. . . "

After hanging up the phone, Chen Feihuang's mood was mixed with mixed feelings. He told Bighead about Luo Zixiao's situation and told Bighead to help him with something tomorrow morning. . .