Chapter 848: Self-pay

The police siren of the police car rang continuously, and the originally chaotic Port District became quiet in an instant.

Everywhere were police catching rioters.

Actually, saying "catch" is not quite right; it should be driving away. There were police cars driving away these striking workers, not letting them gather again.

Reporters looked at this sudden conflict and the suddenly dispersed strike in a daze. They knew very clearly that this was "power" intervening.

A mysterious power destroyed everything here.

Looking at those on the ground who were either handcuffed, or had broken legs, broken arms, or were beaten unconscious, reporters excitedly took pictures crazily.

Clearly they could do something, for example, helping those who were seriously injured and couldn't get up, but now they only cared about searching for useful materials for their news.

"My leg is broken!", a worker in his forties sat on the ground with a pale face, seeking help, but the passing police didn't even look at him.

At the beginning, his pain wasn't as intense as it is now, but as time passed, the degree of pain in his leg started to increase.

All around were people similar to him, or people lying face down. He tried to ask those police for help, but the police just stood in place looking at him.

A reporter walked over quickly. He thought someone was coming to help him, but very soon he found that he had thought of the matter too simply.

That reporter stood in front of him, constantly pressing the shutter, recording his painful expression!

He cursed loudly, "Get lost, you son of a b****!"

But it had no effect. The reporter still aimed at him and took pictures. Many people around him who were in similar situations were like this.

Those reporters were like cold, cold-blooded machines, without a single bit of temperature of humanistic care!

"F***!"

"I'm going to die, who the f*** can come and save me!"

An adult male in his forties started crying bitterly. Intense pain and fear made him suffer.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of an ambulance rang out, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Very soon he was sent to a stretcher and sent to an ambulance.

There were already two people in the ambulance, and he was the third.

Clearly these doctors would first take care of those whose injuries looked more serious, sending them to the ambulance first.

This worker's leg was bent at an angle that could not naturally appear, and it was accompanied by swelling and purple-blue, so he was chosen.

After getting on the ambulance, maybe it was when getting on the stretcher, or when bumping, his broken leg was affected, and more intense pain started to invade him.

He screamed loudly because he couldn't stand the pain. He swore that this kind of pain was more painful than killing him!

"I have special painkillers here, one injection for three dollars and fifty cents. Do you want one?", the doctor asked.

This worker nodded repeatedly, "I need it, I need it too much, please give me an injection immediately!"

The doctor let the nurse take out a form, "Before giving you painkillers, I have to register for you first. This is very fast."

"Your name?"

"Aug..."

"Where do you live?"

"I live in..."

"Your own house?"

This person named Aug had a moment of clarity in his brain. He was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, the depression on the ground made the ambulance produce another violent bump.

People who have never broken a bone will not understand the sourness when the broken part loses gravity because of the bump for a moment, but falls downward with force in the next second!

This sourness was only in this instant, destroying all of Aug's thinking ability, "Yes, yes, my own house!"

"Hurry up and give me the painkillers!"

The doctor smiled, injected the prepared painkillers into his body, and it only took less than thirty seconds. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his whole person seemed to relax!

He had never realized that just "not hurting," a person could be so comfortable!

Everything that caused his pain was suppressed, and unprecedented comfort made him almost fall asleep comfortably!

Seeing that he was no longer shouting, the doctor smiled and took back the needle.

These special stainless steel needles are not cheap and have to be recycled. The syringe is also glass, and they will all re-enter the cycle after disinfection.

The car soon came to the hospital, and Aug also received full medical services. He took an X-ray, several surgical experts analyzed it, and finally he signed in a daze, confirming the surgery.

When he woke up, it was already past 8:00 PM. He woke up from a coma. When he turned his head, he saw his wife and daughter sitting by the bed with eyes swollen from crying.

Seeing him wake up, the mother and daughter immediately revealed surprised eyes, and his daughter ran out to call the doctor.

Aug looked at his wife and daughter, and infinite guilt surged in his heart at this moment. He really shouldn't have come.

What do these things have to do with him?

Union?

Labor Federation?

Every year he has to pay extra money for union dues, and the union and Labor Federation recognize his organizational relationship. He didn't get any actual benefits from the union and Labor Federation, but instead paid more.

Having experienced such a painful torture, he seems to have grown up a lot.

"Sorry!", he said this sentence with a dry and painful throat.

His wife's eye sockets were filled with tears again, and she held his palm in her hands, "Everything is over!"

Her gaze shifted to her husband's leg with a splint and plaster, "How do you feel now?"

Aug also raised his head slightly and looked at his injured leg, "Feel very good!"

He didn't lie. He couldn't feel any pain. Are the painkillers now so powerful?

His wife also revealed a smile, and just as she was about to say something, her daughter brought the doctor in from outside.

The doctor walked to the bedside and checked the situation of the surgical part to see if there was any seepage or bleeding, then listened to his heart and lung sounds, asked some questions, and confirmed that he didn't have a fever before leaving.

Aug lay there without moving, looking at the ceiling, "Everything is like a dream!"

He can still remember until now that he was waving his arms in the crowd, shouting something with a ferocious face.

Immediately after, someone took a wooden stick as thick as an arm and slammed it onto his lower leg. He almost lost his balance immediately and fell to the ground.

Then he was beaten a few times by those people with sticks and steel pipes before they left him.

These people... are too terrible!

"The people who beat me, were they caught?", he tilted his head and looked at his wife.

The woman nodded, "Caught."

Aug's expression changed slightly, "Are they Lanse's people?"

His wife shook her head, "They were some refugees. I don't know much about the specific things. Anyway, you had a conflict, and quite a few refugees were caught."

"Refugees?", Aug revealed some confused expressions on his face, but very soon became disdainful, "That's also Lanse's people. He is too cunning!"

The surgery consumed a great deal of his physical strength, and after eating a little something in the evening, he fell into a deep sleep.

Just as his wife was about to go home to pack some things, the doctor found her.

"Madam, you already owe the hospital 900 dollars, and there are about 300 to 400 dollars in follow-up treatment expenses."

"You have to think of a way to see how you can pay this money."

The woman looked at the doctor in a panic. She had never been in contact with such a large sum of money in her life. She looked at him in disbelief, "This money... shouldn't be paid by..."

She choked for a while. She didn't know who it should be paid by, just instinctively feeling that this money shouldn't be paid by themselves!

The doctor looked at her and couldn't say anything, so he could only wait until Aug woke up to talk to him, "I will talk to your husband, but for such a large sum of money, you have to be mentally prepared."

Aug's wife went home with heavy thoughts, packed some clothes, and then returned to the ward. She would stay here tonight.

As for their daughter, she went back. She still has to go to school tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, Aug was awakened by intense pain. This ward is not the kind of high-end ward where there is only one hospital bed.

This is the kind of ordinary ward, a large room with about twenty hospital beds inside.

The moment Aug shouted out because of the pain, it made some people who were sleeping very lightly wake up. Their curses and Aug's painful groans were intertwined.

Very soon, doctors and nurses walked over. They came to Aug's hospital bed. The doctor checked his wound and confirmed that the surgery was still very successful before saying, "Pain is certain. After the painkillers pass, everyone will feel pain."

"You have to learn to endure and overcome. After two or three days, the intensity of the pain will decrease."

Aug was sweating all over from the pain, "I can't stand it, doctor, give me another injection!"

The pain of bone fracture is indeed hard to endure, not to mention that both bones in his lower leg were comminuted fractures.

The doctor didn't care, he just had to state one point, "Mr. Aug, currently almost all effective painkillers have addictive properties. I must inform you before using the medicine."

"Besides that, you also need to pay for the extra painkillers yourself."

Aug nodded desperately, "I accept!"

The doctor nodded. After a while, the nurse brought a painkiller injection, and he injected it into Aug's body.

A few seconds later, his eyeballs started to tremble and he started to roll his eyes.

After more than ten seconds, he recovered. Too comfortable!

After the doctor confirmed that he had no problems, he left. Although the ward was quiet, some people who were woken up couldn't sleep anymore.

Everyone was chatting.

His wife looked at her husband with some worry. After hesitating again and again, she asked, "Dear, the doctor asked me this afternoon, who will pay for your treatment expenses?"

"We already owe the hospital 900 dollars..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 849 =====