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Chapter 1791

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At this moment, in a rented house outside the Fifth Ring Road in the eastern suburbs of the capital, Chen Zehui was sweating because of the pain.

She was 24 years old this year. In the second year after graduating from college, she worked as a programmer in a company in the capital.

It was different from what she imagined in college.

At that time, she thought that after entering society, she would become a standard urban white-collar worker.

The exquisite professional suit could make her figure more perfect and become the focus of everyone's eyes.

When she spent all her savings to buy her favorite professional suit to go to work, she was full of passion and ready to turn the world upside down.

But the cruelty of the world was far beyond her imagination.

In less than a year, she was already exhausted and obedient after being taught a lesson by the world.

The nine-to-five job she imagined did not appear as expected.

The crowded subway in the morning rush hour squeezed her like a sandwich. Like a paper person, she appeared at the entrance of the CBD. She sorted out her mood, but faced with the work that she would be busy until late at night.

On average, she slept less than five hours a day. Chen Zehui was trying hard to train herself. There was a bug in the code she wrote yesterday. After a busy day, at about 17 o 'clock in the afternoon, her waist hurt as if there was a knife inside.

The pain made her sweat. She had no choice but to ask for leave from the leader. Under the disdainful gazes and taunts, Chen Zehui endured the pain and struggled back to her rented house like a dying little beast.

The project team was short of staff. After she asked for leave, the others had to share the work.

But Chen Zehui really could not hold on. The pain made her want to die.

Nearly half of the monthly income of a rented house of more than ten square meters had to be thrown into this.

Lying on the bed, covered with the quilt, Chen Zehui burst into tears.

She was still holding on. She could endure the bad food and the bad living conditions. She repeatedly told herself that the harder she worked, the luckier she would be. She must become a princess that everyone paid attention to! And the suffering now was only temporary.

Maybe it was because her period was coming, but the pain this time was simply too painful. The pain made Chen Zehui think of death.

I won't really die here, right?

When this thought appeared, it was like an unstoppable tide.

She grabbed the quilt hard, and the Peppa Pig pattern on it had been distorted. It looked like life was laughing at her, mocking her for overestimating herself.

Princess?

That was just a dream, an unrealistic dream. In reality, he was just a member of the lowest class.

She curled up in the quilt like a shrimp, her body trembling under the intense pain.

Perhaps the intense pain had consumed too much energy, Chen Zehui felt her blood sugar drop instantly, and her clothes became wet.

Eat something?

Forget it, I don't have the energy to eat at all.

He hoped that he could make it through the night and finish his unfinished work the next day. Only the meager income from this job could support him to survive in this bustling city.

As long as he lived on, there would be a day when he could make it! Chen Zehui firmly believed in this.

After a few hours, she finally couldn't take it anymore.

The pain never subsided. Instead, it accumulated wave after wave until it reached Chen Zehui's threshold.

She struggled to take out her cell phone, and after a moment of hesitation, she called the landlord.

She had no time to make friends while living in the unfamiliar capital. His colleagues were definitely working overtime at this time.

No one had the time to take care of themselves.

The landlady's life was what Chen Zehui envied the most.

He owned a lot of real estate in the Imperial Capital and could enjoy life just by relying on the income from renting out a house. After all, reincarnation was a form of knowledge.

Chen Zehui couldn't remember what choice she had made before she reincarnated. If she could really choose … she would have lost at the starting line from the beginning.

She dialed the landlady's phone number. She was still very humane and appeared by Chen Zehui's side as quickly as possible.

Chen Zehui's appearance frightened the landlady. She quickly called the ambulance and sent Chen Zehui to the nearby district hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, the emergency doctor asked her to lie on the consultation bed.

The dilapidated, dirty, and seemingly bloodstained consultation bed reminded Chen Zehui of the execution ground.

At this time, she was the meat on the chopping block, and she couldn't be more artistic.

The doctor's left hand was placed on Chen Zehui's waist, and his right hand tapped the back of his left hand.

With just one tap, Chen Zehui almost fainted from the pain.

She didn't even have the strength to scream or shout in pain. She just curled up on the consultation bed, trembling and moaning.

"Kidney stones." The emergency doctor said with certainty. He prescribed a few tests and asked the landlady to take Chen Zehui for a checkup.

The whole checkup process was like a difficult battle.

Blood test, urine test, ultrasound.

More than an hour later, Chen Zehui sat in a wheelchair with a pale face. She seemed to have entered a state of near-death.

After the emergency doctor of the district hospital looked at the test results, he said, "There is inflammation and infection, and there are red blood cells in the urine. Are you on your period? "

"No." Chen Zehui's voice had become extremely strange. Even she couldn't recognize her own voice.

"The ultrasound shows that there is indeed a stone about 8 mm x 14 mm in the upper segment of the right kidney ureter, and the routine urine occult blood test is 3 +. It is recommended that you undergo lithotripsy treatment, and … "The emergency doctor said a lot in a very flat and rapid tone.

Chen Zehui was about to cry.

Kidney stones?

Lithotripsy seemed to cost a lot of money. She had just started working. How was she going to pass this hurdle?

When she graduated from college, she vowed to herself that she would never rely on her parents and must be an independent new woman.

But so soon …

She hesitated for a long time. The landlady persuaded her a few words, and finally let Chen Zehui make her own decision.

In the end, she chose conservative treatment.

She quietly nodded spasmolybdenum, 6542, and gave her an injection of analgesics.

A few hours later, the pain in her waist was obviously relieved. Chen Zehui felt like she had escaped from death.

It felt good to be able to live without illness or disaster.

Chen Zehui once again refused the suggestion of lithotripsy from the emergency doctor of the district hospital. After the drip, she went back with the landlady.

The landlady also tried to persuade her for a while, but when she saw that Chen Zehui was very insistent, she gave up.

She was not her parents, so there was no reason for her to pay for her to see a doctor.

Moreover, Chen Zehui looked much better. The landlady thought that she had done her duty. She told Chen Zehui to drink more hot water and left the rental house.

The next two days were the most difficult two days for Chen Zehui to enter society.

Chen Zehui was on the verge of collapse when she had to endure the pain caused by the ureteral stone and go to work overtime.

In the afternoon two days later, she finally could not hold on and fainted. She was sent to the emergency department of the 912 hospital by her colleagues.

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