"Vivion, don't worry, tell me what's going on? What's wrong with Yuri?" McColls grabbed his wife Vivien with a panic look. He is already forty-two years old this year, and he only has such a son. It can be said that Yuri is his greatest hope.

Anything about Yuri is very important to McColls. Vivien held back her tears and said sadly: "Today when I was at work, a phone call came to the school and said that Yuri suddenly fainted when she was at work. When I passed, the hospital told me that he had tuberculosis and now there was a black spot the size of a palm in his lungs, which needed surgery to remove."

"Do your surgery...do your surgery! Must have surgery, and must save Yuri." McCos murmured to himself, turning his head and asked nervously. "Vivion, did the doctor say what the success rate of the surgery is? Will Yuri die because of this disease?"

Vivien bit his lip and said, "The doctor said that there is still a 50% chance now. But if you drag it back, you can't say it. It may be only a 30% chance. McColls, we must save Yuri and he must save him!"

McColls' eyes were blurred, and he nodded vigorously, saying, "Of course. You must save him. Don't worry, take me to see Yuri now. Let me see him." McColls's mind was blank, and he was so nervous that sweat broke out in his palms. Vivien stood up and pulled the two of them to the hospital.

It was already late at night in Khartoum Hospital. It was quiet around, and only nurses appeared occasionally in the corridor. The tight footsteps of McCaus and his wife were like a gust of wind blowing open the door and heading straight to the intensive ward. When the door of the ward was pushed open, there were patients lying quietly around.

McColls recognized Yuri at a glance, lay on the bed and breathed weakly, with several pipes inserted into him, and his face looked very painful. McColls quickly walked to Yuri, reached out to grab Yuri's palm, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yuri, Yuri, I am my father, I am my father..."

Yuri opened his eyes hard and looked at McCaoce, his lips opening and closing, as if he wanted to call him dad, but he couldn't call him out. The McCaoce and his wife looked at their son lying down, feeling a burst of heartache in their hearts, but they were helpless. Under McCaoce's comfort, Yuri slowly fell asleep again...

In the hospital office, the middle-aged doctor in white was sitting face to face with McColls. McColls looked nervous and asked worriedly: "Doctor, can my son Yuri be cured? How much time will it take? What is the success rate of this operation?"

McColls was so nervous that he even asked a question like a cannon, but the doctor reached out to stop him and said, "Calm down first. I'll check the patient's case and tell you the situation." After that, the doctor began to flip through the computer's medical records again and soon saw Yuri's medical records.

The doctor frowned and suddenly said, "Mr. McColls. Your son Yuri's condition is very bad now. The black spots in the lungs have occupied one-third of the area. If the surgery is not done in time, the drag will become more and more serious."

McCoss said without hesitation: "Do your surgery. Arrange your surgery immediately. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you cannot give up." After McCoss said, Vivien on the side could no longer help crying, so he had to hug Vivien with his hand to calm her worrying emotions.

The doctor nodded and said, "Okay. Then I'll arrange the surgery for you. Mr. McColls, I'll tell you in advance. This surgery is very difficult and requires a senior doctor to do it. Now, in our hospital, it costs about 200,000 African pounds for this kind of surgery, and it's not on credit. In the future, the drug treatment will require 150,000 to 300,000 yuan. Are you sure?"

The doctor's words immediately made McColls stunned. He said in surprise: "It's so expensive? Can you use medical insurance? I have a national medical insurance that can reimburse this fee. Doctor, please arrange it for me first, okay? My son continues to treat it now."

The doctor turned on the computer and started to go down the file and said, "It can be reimbursed. As long as you take the medical insurance and register it, I will give my son a surgery first, is that okay?" McColls immediately said, "Yes, yes. But my insurance policy is not around now, I will bring it here tomorrow."

The McColls stayed in the office for a while before returning home. Vivien couldn't fall asleep all night, so McColls sat in the rocking chair in front of the door, smoking hard without talking. Even with insurance, it was still very difficult for McColls to pay the fee.

With a total cost of about 400,000 yuan, McColls almost finished all his savings, but only had less than 100,000 yuan in savings. Now he suddenly had to take out so much money, where would he go? McColls couldn't think of a solution. At this time, he looked at a silver box in his backpack.

In the box, millions of sapphires were lying quietly. But McCollens's thought was just a flash of time and was dispelled. The next day, McCollens went to the Land and Resources Bureau and found his leader, a fat, fat man who looked a little Mediterranean - Corona.

"Mr. Colona, ​​I want to apply for my medical insurance. Because my son is sick now, it is very serious. If I don't have this medical insurance, my son will likely die from this illness. I beg you to arrange it for me and give this medical insurance to my son."

McColls' medical insurance can be used by others. The premise is that he dies from an work-related injury or is terminally ill. In special circumstances, he can also apply to the insurance company for use. Of course, the premise is that the leader of the Land and Resources Bureau helps him apply for use.

Upon hearing this, Colonna glanced at McCollens coldly and said, "McCOS. Do you know what you said? You know what our insurance stated. How can I apply to the insurance company casually? If you set your precedent and everyone else comes to me for use like this, what should I do?"

McCollona's face turned a little red and said excitedly: "But Mr. Colona, ​​if you don't help me, my son will definitely not have enough money for surgery. Isn't this the insurance article on our insurance? Why can't you help me? I beg you, please help me..."

Colonna turned his head coldly and said, "I'm sorry. Mr. McColls, your request is unreasonable. I can't help you. Although this is the insurance policy, this condition is not met. Unless you die of an industrial injury or a terminal illness, you can get this insurance for your son."

McCollona's eyes were red, and he slapped the table and said, "Mr. Colona, ​​are you just watching my son die and you don't want to help me once? Can you be so cruel?" McCollona's actions did scare Colona.

But Colonna said even more angrily: "Mr. McCoast, please pay attention to your image. I can apply for detention of you in your current behavior. You are threatening to the civil servants of the country! Do you understand Mr. McCoast? I can do nothing about you, please leave here!"

McColls's face gradually became calm and slowly became cold. He slowly stood up straight, sorted out his clothes, and said, "The bullshit national civil servants. There is no use at all. I can't even save my son..."

After saying that, he walked out of the office with a confused look on his face. Without the payment of medical insurance, McColls's son Yuri would be dead. McColls took a day off and came to the hospital. He looked at Yuri who was sleeping through the glass window. He watched Yuri without any thoughts on his heart except sadness.

At this time, the doctor shouted from behind: "Mr. McColls?" McColls quickly wiped away his tears and turned to look at the doctor. "Hello, doctor, what are you looking for? Is there any new progress in Yuri's condition? Or something..."

The doctor frowned and said, "Didn't you say you had medical insurance last night? Why haven't you paid it now? You have to understand that Yuri's condition cannot be delayed again and again. He is now under the control of the drug. But the condition is so serious that there is no other way except surgery."

McCoss gritted his teeth and said, "Doctor, can you help me fight for it? Doctor, do the surgery first, then pay. I don't have enough of the cost of the surgery now. If I can do the surgery first, I will find a way to hand over the medical owed payment to you little by little."

When the doctor heard this, he suddenly turned cold and said, "Don't you have money? What kind of surgery do you have? If I told you that you can owe money, have you already had the surgery? You should take the people away. If you don't have the surgery, he will have no chance of survival. It's just a waste of money here."

After the doctor said indifferently, McColls quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Doctor, you can't give up Yuri. If even the hospital gave up Yuri, there would be no chance. I beg you, you must not give up Yuri. I will definitely find a way to do money..."

At this time, the doctor sneered and said, "Let's find a way? What's the solution? There's no medical insurance. How can you afford to treat this disease? Besides, the hospital is not a shantang. Everyone comes to get a white note. Don't we have to eat? You'd better take people away quickly..."

After the doctor said that, he was about to leave. McColls grabbed the doctor's hand nervously and said, "Doctor, don't..." But the doctor ignored McColls at all, turned around and left. Just when McColls was about to despair, a man blocked the doctor's way.

"Doctor, how much is the cost of surgery for Mr. McColls' son?" Suddenly, a strange voice stopped the doctor. McColls heard it a little familiar. When he raised his head to see the other party, he murmured: "Why are you...why are you here?"
Chapter completed!