Paranoid Doctor Only Loves Me
Chapter 556 - 519 Aren’t You Pretending Anymore? (1 update)

Chapter 556: 519 Aren’t You Pretending Anymore? (1 update)

The two confronted each other with their gazes for not long before the light above the emergency room door finally went out, and the attending physician walked out looking somewhat exhausted.

Tan Lixin immediately surrounded him, "Doctor, how is the child?"

"There are two pieces of news, one good, one bad." The doctor was still calm, having worked in the hospital for many years and seen too many partings of life and death. Even though Tan Rongrong was still at the flower-like age, her internal organs were not well, which he found regrettable.

But that was the case for most young people nowadays.

After all, everyone’s internal organs are made of flesh, not built from steel and concrete.

How can they withstand all that they put them through every day?

Skewers, hotpot, barbecue, spicy food, frozen treats, and the torture of staying up all night?

Lin Menmen also came over, but upon hearing the doctor’s words, her steps faltered slightly, and her lips twitched slightly. She certainly hadn’t raised Tan Rongrong as a daughter all these years for nothing.

Truly powerful, or rather, she was clever enough, and the heavens still stood on her side, unwilling to see her bullied by others. Thus, everything happened just as she planned, each event unfolding just right.

Tan Rongrong was only eighteen, and she was the treasure of Tan Lixin; for her sake, he didn’t even have his own children. He and Lin Jiaojiao had made such sacrifices for Tan Rongrong, truly painstaking.

But what can be done?

Tan Rongrong didn’t appreciate their kindness at all. She liked her mother and not Lin Jiaojiao, that cheap woman.

"Doctor, please just tell us."

"The good news is that the child has been revived, and most of the toxins have been cleared from her body. Afterwards, she will need to be hospitalized for observation and continue receiving infusions to detoxify."

"Ok," Tan Lixin nodded.

On Tan Rongrong’s household registration book, he was her guardian, legally recognized.

"And the bad news?" Mrs. Tan inquired.

"The bad news is that during the patient’s ultrasound examination, we discovered signs of necrosis in her kidneys." The doctor looked at the family members, "Of course, this is just our preliminary assessment, further diagnosis is still needed."

"I just wanted to ask, who usually takes care of the child? Has there been any abnormality noticed recently?"

"The child usually clings to me. I am her mother." Lin Menmen raised her hand and walked over slowly, "There haven’t been any abnormalities. Her emotions have always been good at home, and she is doted on by her grandparents and maternal grandparents."

"The child has also been well-behaved since she was small, I never hit her. But a couple of months ago, I noticed her period was a bit heavy, and I even told her that we would go see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor during the winter break."

"This child insisted she was fine and wouldn’t go to the Chinese medicine clinic with me during the break. I had no choice but to go alone and discuss the issue I noticed with the Chinese medicine doctor, and then I got some medicine for regulating menstruation. I stewed it into chicken soup for her to drink."

"Menmen, you really are considerate. How come I, as her grandmother, didn’t notice these things?" Mrs. Tan felt very guilty.

Her words were imbued with guilt, yet her heart lacked such depth of feeling.

After all, Tan Rongrong wasn’t her biological granddaughter; she only cared because her son did, and as a mother, she had to love the child by extension.

"That’s right, it’s not likely menstrual irregularity, but hematuria," said the doctor.

"Hmm? Hematuria? What does that mean?"

"It means that the child might have real kidney necrosis. During her hospital stay, we will conduct further examinations; if confirmed, the child will need long-term hospitalization and a kidney transplant."

"Ah? How... how can it be so serious?" Mrs. Tan was shocked. The child had always seemed healthy and lively, so wasn’t it just food poisoning tonight?

How had it come to the point of needing a kidney transplant?

Tan Lixin’s hands, which hung at his sides, clenched into fists. The anxious parents questioned the doctor on what to do and how to save the child, while Lin Menmen, at this moment, fell silent.

When Tan Lixin looked over, Lin Menmen’s gaze was frank, but there was not a trace of concern in her eyes.

Tan Lixin was very angry when he saw Lin Menmen’s indifferent manner, "What have you been feeding our child all these years?"

"What else could she have eaten? I just gave her whatever she liked to eat. Otherwise, people might think I’m mistreating a daughter who is not my blood. Husband, it’s not easy raising a child."

"Especially when it’s someone else’s child."

"All these years, you’ve neglected us, mother and daughter, for that wretched woman Lin Jiaojiao. Now that Rongrong is like this, isn’t it time for you to take up your responsibilities as a father?"

"You can abandon me and ignore me, but our child is only a few months away from the college entrance examination. Can’t you at least consider her feelings?"

At this moment, Lin Menmen played the role of a wronged wife, using Tan Rongrong’s illness to force Tan Lixin, to abandon Lin Jiaojiao for the sake of Tan Rongrong.

To come back to the Tan Family.

Even if their marriage was not harmonious, as long as Tan Lixin came back, she would have defeated Lin Jiaojiao.

That was enough for her.

The rest she could slowly settle with Tan Lixin later.

"..."

Tan Lixin was unexpectedly at a loss for words.

Then, Tan Rongrong was wheeled out of the surgery room, looking very weak and pale. She was conscious, but powerless, her mouth moving weakly.

Nobody could make out what she was trying to say, but Lin Menmen translated for her, "Husband, look, the moment Rongrong came out, she’s been calling for you, ’Daddy.’ She’s saying, ’Daddy, please come home.’"

"..."

Her words moved everyone present, including the medical staff, to tears, and Lin Menmen’s acting skills were very good—she could turn on and off her tears at will.

When she cried, the tears were large and crystal-clear, eliciting pity.

"Don’t worry, Rongrong, Grandma promises you, Daddy will definitely come home," Mrs. Tan leaned down and assured Tan Rongrong.

Mrs. Tan also wanted her son to come home, so even if Lin Menmen’s translation was not accurate, she still stood by her daughter-in-law.

"It’s enough to have a family member stay outside the ICU to keep watch tonight. We’ll observe for two days and if there’s no serious problem, she’ll be moved to a regular ward. Don’t worry, there will be dedicated one-on-one nursing care."

"Okay, Doctor, thank you all. You’ve worked hard," Lin Menmen expressed her gratitude.

"It’s what we should do; you’re a good mother."

"Thank you."

Tan Lixin took the initiative to stay overnight, and his parents couldn’t dissuade their son, so they left, telling them to call if anything was needed.

Lin Menmen suggested they leave, saying that she and her husband wanted to talk privately, and Tan’s parents agreed.

Once everyone had left, Lin Menmen stretched out the back of her hand and viciously wiped the teardrop props from her face and the corners of her eyes. The tears were real, shed by her, but for her, they were merely props.

"You’re not acting anymore?" Tan Lixin raised an eyebrow derisively when he saw her actions.

"Heh, pretense only works on fools, but Tan Lixin, you’re a smart man. Is there any point in acting?"

Lin Menmen laughed seductively and particularly venomously.

"..."