Chapter 772

"You're fine. Which hospital are you in? I'll find you," Wen Xiao said calmly. "You tell them that your guardian will arrive soon. You can talk about it whatever you want."

Xiaoming listened to his sister's voice and felt much more secure. He answered the voice skillfully and went to deal with those people.

Wen Xiao didn't care about his resignation letter. After greeting his colleagues, he hurried to the hospital.

When she arrived, the doctor was talking seriously.

"Hello, doctor. I'm Xiaoming's guardian," Wen Xiao asked politely, "what's the disease of the child?"

"Sudden coronary heart disease, the situation is very serious and needs surgery," the doctor said with relief when he finally saw a reliable adult. "Come to his guardian as soon as possible. The sooner the operation is carried out, the better. The disease can't be delayed."

"Does he have this disease originally? Xiaoming had a little conflict with him before. Does it have anything to do with this?" Wen Xiao asked, staring at the doctor.

"His coronary heart disease is recessive. It may happen only when he is excited or active. Once it happens, it may threaten his life," the doctor sighed. "I'm just a doctor, not a policeman. I can't help you judge the responsibility, but I must have something to do with your child."

Xiao Ming lowered his head and bit his lips.

Wen Xiao patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "how much will it cost if the operation is performed?"

"In his case, it should be at least 50000," the doctor handed over a list. "This is today's first aid expenses. You should pay it first. Also, you must contact the child's parents as soon as possible. We can arrange surgery here this morning."

Wen Xiao took the list, ran to the toll office to pay the fee, and ran to the door of the ward to deal with the gangsters.

"Do you know what's going on in his family?" Wen Xiao looked calmly at the boys with disheveled clothes. "Or who can contact his parents?"

"His father is an alcoholic. He doesn't go home every day. His mother runs away with others, and no one cares about him," said one of the boys. "His father's phone is in his cell phone, but I've never seen him call."

"Where does he usually live?"

"Internet cafe, we have a good relationship with the owner's wife of the Internet cafe. There is no one in the Internet cafe at night. We can stay there all night if we collect money," said another gangster. "It seems that he hasn't contacted his father for a long time. He can't care about it. There's no time to talk to his father."

Wen Xiao took a deep breath, took out the injured child's mobile phone and began to call.

No one answered.

She thought about it and sent a text message. Then she looked up at several people in front of her. "Are you still at school? Tell me the contact information of his head teacher."

If you can't contact your parents, it's good to contact the work director. Maybe he will know if the child has any other relatives that can be contacted.

The head teacher of the injured child came quickly.

"The child usually doesn't have much class. I managed it. He doesn't listen. I have no other way." the child's head teacher is a kind and fat man. "I know more or less about his family. The parents' meeting has never seen anyone from his family, and his family has never called for leave. I heard that the child can go to school thanks to his head teacher in junior high school..."