Chapter 1917: 1850 Got lost, looking for police (monthly ticket 35000 extra chapter ×70)

1850 Got lost, looking for police (monthly ticket 35000 extra chapter ×70)

Around the hospital there are many short-term and long-term rental houses; conditions are average, but the price is cheap, and they are not far from the hospital. So people who come to Di Du to seek medical treatment usually stay here to get through this difficult time.

The conditions are poor, but aside from that there isn't any better place to choose.

The cheapest budget hotels nearby, the kind with basements and shared bathrooms, cost 400-500 yuan a day.

For ordinary patients and their families who don't know when they'll be able to queue for an inpatient bed, this is an unaffordable expense.

The farther from the downtown area, the cheaper the short-term rentals; the worse the conditions, the lower the rent—this is basic common sense.

Li Wei—there are nearly a million people nationwide with that name. Some hold high positions and great power, some are immensely wealthy, and some are utterly ordinary.

Li Wei, who had just left ward 912, was an utterly ordinary farmer; in his forties, an age that should be his prime, but his waist was already bent.

Originally this season was the busy farming period, but the fields at home had not yet been planted; for someone who relies on the weather for his livelihood, this was undoubtedly a deadly matter.

But Li Wei had no choice.

His old father suddenly developed a cough with sputum streaked with blood; he had visited every county- and city-level hospital. The doctors held the films, but none dared to say exactly what the disease was.

The last rehired senior official advised him to hurry to Di Du, saying this illness couldn't be treated at his hometown hospital. He said a lot more, which Li Wei couldn't remember, but he knew it was a serious condition and that he needed to go to Di Du for treatment.

Li Wei panicked, dumped the farm work on his wife and his school‑going child, and brought his old father to Di Du.

The imagined Di Du and the reality are vastly different.

As soon as he arrived here, he got lost. To Li Wei, everything looked the same—no mountains, no water, just countless cars and people.

His luck was still okay; after arriving in Di Du, Li Wei didn't know where to register, so he just went to a hospital that looked big and blindly queued for an emergency number.

The old expert looked kind; after seeing the films, he immediately had a freckle‑faced junior doctor take Li Wei straight to the Inpatient Department. As he was leaving, the old expert kept urging, insisting that the surgery must be done promptly.

Afterwards everything went smoothly; the ward doctor said there was still an emergency bed available, and he could be admitted right away.

Li Wei left ward 912 to pick up his old father, still a bit dazed. Everyone said seeing a doctor in Di Du was hard, but this seemed not so difficult.

He was happy, but he didn't expect that trouble would come next.

Li Wei got lost; he couldn't find a place to stay!

In the vast sea of people and traffic, Li Wei helplessly looked around, constantly asking passersby for directions. But as he walked back and forth, left and right, he couldn't find even a single landmark he had tried to remember.

What could he do?

He was on the verge of crying from anxiety.

But for an old man to be squatting on the roadside crying would be too pitiful; the point is, even crying he couldn't find a place to stay, which made the situation worse.

Li Wei searched with a tear‑stained face for over an hour, yet still found nothing familiar; all that remained in his mind was bewilderment.

Everyone around was in a hurry, dressed brightly; when he went to ask for directions, nobody particularly disliked him, and most people warmly pointed the way.

But Di Du is truly too complex; almost everyone gave him a different direction.

Li Wei wandered about like a headless fly, utterly lost.

Just when he was most helpless, his phone suddenly rang.

Li Wei felt a twinge of pain; supposedly it was a long‑distance call, and those are expensive!

It cost one yuan per minute, about the price of a meal at home. Seeing an unfamiliar number, Li Wei hesitated a few seconds, then answered.

"Are you a relative of Li Guodong? I'm Dr. Fang Lin, who just looked at your films." a voice asked.

"Yes, yes, that's me."

"The patient's condition is serious; hurry and bring him to the hospital. How long has it been? Why aren't you here yet?" the other side said, his tone already tinged with reproach.

Li Wei stared for a moment—how could the doctor be more anxious than he was?

"Why aren't you speaking?" Fang Lin heard the silence on the other end, grew unhappy, and blurted out the question.

"Doctor, I'm lost," Li Wei said, feeling wronged; tears of frustration slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Lost?!" the other end was stunned.

Silence fell for a few seconds, very awkward.

"Where are you?" Fang Lin asked anxiously.

"I don't know either."

Fang Lin almost burst out cursing on the other end of the phone.

Knowing nothing, the patient still had a twisted lung; insufficient blood supply… removing a lung lobe is necessary, but if gangrene sets in, survival is uncertain.

Even if he survives, the future treatment costs will be astronomical.

Really, the busier he got, the more chaos he added; Fang Lin muttered a complaint under his breath, but he faintly heard the patient's relatives sobbing.

Being able to reduce an old man to this state, he didn't feel it was right to speak too harshly.

Fang Lin suppressed his anxiety, first comforted Li Wei with a couple of sentences, then asked: "Do you remember where Li Guodong is staying?"

"I remember, I remember." Li Wei hastily wiped his tears dry, pulled out a crumpled little slip of paper from his pocket, and read it aloud character by character.

"I've called an Emergency Rescue Service to pick up your father; can you find your way back to the hospital?" Fang Lin asked.

"..."

What awaited him was still silence.

"What can we do?" Fang Lin hesitated a moment, then sighed, "I'll get in touch and think of a solution."

Li Wei stood helplessly on the spot, afraid to move.

He felt a bit confused; the Emergency Rescue Service vehicle—is that the kind with wailing sirens, red and white?

How much does a ride cost?

Li Wei instinctively puffed out his chest; his wife had sewn a small inner pocket into his clothing, where he kept cash—hard and solid like a stone.

Soon, the phone rang again.

"The Emergency Rescue Service has already gone to fetch your father; as for you… hurry and find the police! Just say you're lost, and tell them on the hospital side that your father needs emergency surgery and requires your signature." Fang Lin said anxiously.

Li Wei felt as if Fang Lin stood before him in the air, his waist bending more and more, stooped as if an invisible force were pressing down to break him.

Find the police, if there's a problem, find the police.

Li Wei quickly remembered this saying.

Yeah, how could I be so stupid? If there's something, shouldn't you look for the police? What am I looking for here aimlessly?

He gradually recalled Fang Lin's words, father needs emergency Shou Bing, the condition seems very urgent.

He also recalled the words of the rehired old director from his hometown; Li Wei although he didn't know what illness his old father had, but he knew the matter was urgent.

He no longer cared about direction, asking people everywhere, looking for the police.

Outside the rental house he couldn't find, the Emergency Rescue Service vehicle had already arrived.