Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 217 - 216 Doctor’s Compassionate Heart!

Chapter 217: Chapter 216 Doctor’s Compassionate Heart!

Wen Lan had a tormented night, and now that she saw Lin Nianhe, she felt like she had found her mainstay.

The normally tough Sister Lan’s corners of her mouth drooped downwards, as she pounced into Lin Nianhe’s embrace and burst into sobbing, startling the grandmother beside them with a fractured leg nearly jumping up.

Lin Nianhe placed one hand on Shen Cailan’s head and patted Wen Lan’s back with the other, while also managing to throw an apologetic look at the innocent grandma.

The grandmother wasn’t angry, instead, she sighed and shook her head, pity filling her eyes.

They cried so hard that they were gasping for breath, which scared Lin Nianhe enough to glance several times at Cailan’s mother—her chest was still rhythmically heaving, she wasn’t dead.

She asked, "Can you first tell me what exactly happened to Cailan’s mother?"

She couldn’t read minds, these two only knew how to cry, what else could she do but hand them tissues?

They ignored her and continued bawling.

Finally, the grandmother with the fracture couldn’t stand it any longer, and wiping her eyes, she told Lin Nianhe: "This big sister... she can’t hear anymore."

Lin Nianhe’s heart sank instantly.

She had been wondering since yesterday if Cailan’s mother could become deaf from an overdose of gentamicin, still hoping somewhat fortunately—after all, Cailan’s mother was old, and they had stopped the IV halfway, maybe it wouldn’t happen.

But reality once again brutally told her, misfortune always targets the afflicted.

Lin Nianhe patted Shen Cailan’s head and said softly, "Stop crying for now, what did the doctor say? Mild drug-induced deafness can be treated."

Saying this only made Shen Cailan cry even harder.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She got smart and directly turned to the grandmother with the fracture: "Granny, could you tell me more?"

She would have liked to ask the doctor directly, but with Wen Lan hugging her and Shen Cailan clinging to her, she couldn’t move a step.

The grandmother was also a sentimental person. While wiping tears for others’ sorrow, she said: "After they arrived yesterday, this big sister was unconscious all the time, alas... After treating the wound, she got a fever, which didn’t subside until midnight, and then she woke up..."

"But after she woke up, she couldn’t hear anymore, alas... The doctor said, it was because of too much gentamicin... Isn’t that medicine supposed to save lives? I also had it, but why is she deaf..."

The grandmother sighed frequently, glanced at Xiao Cailan, held her leg, and sighed deeply again before continuing: "The doctor said it might be treatable, but..."

But the Shen Family simply couldn’t afford the medical expenses, and they couldn’t gamble on the healing rate that the doctor didn’t clearly mention.

Lin Nianhe licked her lips, thanked the grandmother, and gently tapped Wen Lan: "Sister Lan, can you stop crying for now? You’re hugging me so tight, my waist is almost breaking."

Lin Nianhe now admired the trees that are hugged by koalas all day, such strong trees indeed. If it were her, she’d collapse in ten minutes, falling together with the koala.

This remark finally caught Wen Lan’s attention, and she looked mournfully at Lin Nianhe, finally letting her go.

Lin Nianhe sighed deeply, moved her sore shoulders, pushed Shen Cailan into Wen Lan’s arms, and said to her: "Okay Teacher Wen, please act like a teacher, first take Cailan to eat something, I will go ask the doctor for specifics."

Wen Lan skillfully picked up Xiao Cailan, waved at Lin Nianhe signaling her to hurry.

Before leaving, Lin Nianhe took one more look at Wen Lan.

She held Xiao Cailan with one hand, the other hand already opening the lunchbox.

The pose practiced, perhaps when she was awake, she always held her like this.

Lin Nianhe withdrew her gaze and quickly headed to the doctor’s office.

She was very familiar with the clinic, and with the doctors in the office...

"Dr. Zhou, good morning, have you had breakfast yet?"

Lin Nianhe looked at the overly familiar doctor and smiled.

Zhou Fenyang’s hand trembled as she was enjoying her breakfast cornbread, causing it to fall into the hot water in the tea jar.

Zhou Fenyang looked up at Lin Nianhe, her eyes brewing with fury: "What’s wrong with you this time?"

Lin Nianhe shook his head, casually walked into the office, sat down opposite her, and then asked, "I wanted to inquire about Shen Cailan’s mother’s illness, whether it can be cured, the duration of the treatment, and the likelihood of recovery."

Zhou Fenyang’s hand, which was fishing out the cornbread, paused: "Who?"

Patient registration wouldn’t include the names of their children; it would be strange if Zhou Fenyang knew that from her remark.

"The patient who became deaf due to an overdose of gentamicin injections."

"Ah, her..."

Zhou Fenyang’s brows furrowed.

She put down her chopsticks, picked up a nearby case file and said, "Moderate deafness caused by the ototoxicity of gentamicin can be treated with medication, but the timeline and treatment period cannot be determined, and complete recovery isn’t certain either."

Zhou Fenyang looked at Lin Nianhe and asked, "What is your relationship with the patient?"

"Her daughter is my student," Lin Nianhe replied, "Is the treatment very expensive?"

"It is definitely unaffordable for an average rural household," Zhou Fenyang closed the case file and after a moment of silence, she said to Lin Nianhe, "Personally, I don’t recommend continuing the treatment. Her condition is actually between moderate and severe, and the possibility of recovery isn’t very high. Their family probably cannot afford the long-term treatment costs either."

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips and nodded, "I understand, thank you."

"By the way, they’ve requested to be discharged today," Zhou Fenyang said, "If you can persuade them, please do. Her head wound is severely infected; she definitely can’t return to work."

"I will, thank you." Lin Nianhe felt dejected, thanked her and then got up to leave.

Zhou Fenyang watched her leave and sighed silently after a moment.

She had seen too much life and death, too much helplessness, and too much despair and pleading.

Seeing so much doesn’t numb people; that fiery heart still aches in each instance.

Zhou Fenyang got up and ran out to catch up with Lin Nianhe, stuffing the five yuan she had prepared earlier into her palm: "I know you are in difficulty, consider this donation from me; use it to pay for her medical expenses."

Zhou Fenyang felt a bit of heartache.

With a monthly salary of thirty yuan and twenty yuan given to her family, she only had ten yuan left for herself.

With these five yuan, she wouldn’t think of drinking soda for three months.

Lin Nianhe looked at the neatly folded bill in her hand, then up at Zhou Fenyang.

She said, "Thank you, Dr. Zhou."

"Hmph," Zhou Fenyang gave her an unfriendly look and reminded, "I’m not helping you, I just think the little girl and her mother are too pitiful."

Seeing her stubborn pride, Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but laugh.

She patted Zhou Fenyang’s shoulder, nodding in deep agreement: "The benevolence of a doctor, I understand."

After saying that, she quickly withdrew her hand, turned around, and pushed the money through the window: "Comrade, thank you for your hard work, please add another five yuan."

Zhou Fenyang was stunned, only then did she realize that she had chased Lin Nianhe to the payment counter.

Instinct told Zhou Fenyang something was amiss, but before she could think further, she heard the cashier asking, "So, the total is thirty-five yuan, right?"

"Yes, that’s right." Lin Nianhe leaned on the window and nodded repeatedly.

Zhou Fenyang: "...!"