In 2009, when I was young, two-thirds of the nail plate of my left thumb separated from my thumb while riding a bicycle. However, as a sophomore in junior high school, I didn’t cry and even picked up the broken finger. My brother and I went to the nearest health center and told me that I needed to go to the city hospital. The city hospital told me to go to the provincial hospital. I didn’t explain the situation to my mother clearly at that time, so she came to me with more than 900 cash. I went to Lanzhou, the provincial capital. I am very grateful to the Lanzhou taxi driver who took me there. He was very nice. It happened at around two o'clock in the afternoon. I went to the provincial hospital at around six o'clock. Due to financial problems, I couldn't enter the operating room. I was working at the bank after work at that time (the small city was underdeveloped at that time, and my family was in a rural area, so there was nothing I could do about it). My uncle's home is in a provincial capital, so he came with his bank card. The hospital couldn't swipe the card. There was no 24-hour ATM at that time. The director was nice, but the hospital had hospital regulations that he couldn't violate. He managed to get into the operating room at twelve o'clock in the morning. , missed the best time, alas.