Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
Fang Jinghua was sighing in her room. Her fifteen-year-old brother, Fang Shengjie, had asked her for pocket money. Seeing his sister so unhappy, he naturally had to ask.
As her younger brother, he knew about Fang Jinghua's punishment and wanted to comfort his sister.
Fang Jinghua complained, "I'm fine. If I don't have a job, I don't have a job. We'll deal with it later. But I dragged the head nurse into this. She's suspended now. Wei Aiguo even told me to get out last time. He wouldn't accept any benefits I offered him. If he gets discharged, it will be even harder for me to find him."
Fang Jinghua rolled over in bed and yelled, "I can't live like this anymore!"
The two younger brothers in the Fang family, raised by their grandmother, are extremely protective of their older sister, believing that boys should protect girls. Now that their sister is making things difficult for them, they definitely have to help! Why should their beautiful sister be told to get lost?
Without mentioning the money again, Fang Shengjie quietly left...
Wei Aiguo and Song Yan had finished breakfast and were chatting. Wei Aiguo looked at the gemstone pendant Song Yan was wearing. Normally, this pendant wasn't visible, but Song Yan hadn't buttoned his shirt after washing his face that morning.
Wei Aiguo: "Why do I feel like your pendant wasn't originally red?"
Song Yan reached out and touched it. Indeed, it wasn't red at first; it was slowly turning red. "It's red. The color just varies in shade under different lighting. By the way, Old Zeng gave me a really nice bullet-shaped toy."
Song Yan took the bullet out of her bag. She whispered in Wei Aiguo's ear, "It's gold!"
Song Yan simply wanted to show off to his close friends and family.
Wei Aiguo: "Let me see it!" Wei Aiguo vaguely felt that he had seen this pendant before, but he couldn't be sure.
"Knock knock knock!" A nurse came in. "Comrade Song Yan, someone is looking for you outside!" The nurse left as soon as she finished speaking, without even giving Song Yan a chance to ask who it was.
Song Yan: "I'll go take a look!" Seeing the nurse's fearful look, Song Yan already guessed who it was.
Fang Jinghua pulled Song Yan into an empty ward: "Have you thought it through? If you help me put in a good word for my head nurse, I'll pay you. Don't you really want anything?"
Song Yan felt that Fang Jinghua's words were infuriating, "It's the hospital that should be punished, talking to me won't do any good!"
"The hospital thinks our head nurse was aware of it. To be honest, our head nurse really didn't know. She thought I just put Wei Aiguo's IV drip last."
I told the hospital that our head nurse was unaware of the situation, but they didn't believe me.
"Just go and explain that this has nothing to do with my nursing job, and that I did everything. I'll give you fifty yuan." Fang Jinghua said, pulling out a wad of cash from her pocket.
Fifty yuan is not a small amount these days. She just casually held it in her hand. Deputy Division Commander Fang doesn't seem like an unreasonable person! This girl is purely spoiled by her family!
"I can't make the decisions; I don't have the final say in this family." Song Yan turned to leave.
Fang Jinghua anxiously tugged at Song Yan, "The head nurse has three children, and her husband is disabled. If she doesn't work, her family will have a very hard time. Can't you have a little sympathy?"
“I have compassion. I sympathize with my husband who risked his life, only to end up lying in the hospital almost dying from holding his urine,” Song Yan said.
"It was my fault, isn't that enough?"
Is that an apology? Besides, what's the point of apologizing to yourself?
"You've never thought you were wrong, have you?" Song Yan asked.
Fang Jinghua turned her head to one side, seemingly lost in thought.
She bit her lip. "You do this for me. I'll help you if your husband beats you again."
Someone like that should be thrown into society and beaten down by reality. "Is it because of your dad's help? Without your dad, you can't do anything, can you?"
"No matter who I ask for help, I can always find someone. How exactly can you help me?" Fang Jinghua asked, her face full of grievance.
Song Yan stared at Fang Jinghua for a minute. Did she really not know who to apologize to? Then why was she insisting on not apologizing? "How old are you this year?"
"I'm seventeen!" Fang Jinghua didn't understand why Song Yan asked this.
Seventeen years old. (From "Don't Try to Guess a Girl's Thoughts")
Song Yan suddenly remembered that song. Song Yan said Wei Aiguo hitting women was nonsense, and Fang Jinghua took it to heart. Today she brought it up again…
Why should we care about unimportant people? This is really... Song Yan had no desire to continue.
Whether Fang Jinghua intends to use this matter to create further trouble, or genuinely wants to resolve it, a test will reveal the answer.
Song Yan: "You've come to us time and time again. If I wanted to make a big deal out of this, I could have come directly to the courtyard. We didn't do that, did we?"
Wei Aiguo's wound is healing quickly, and we may be leaving soon.
We're leaving; nothing at the hospital concerns us anymore.
You can ask anyone to speak on your behalf then. We won't care whether anyone gets their job reinstated or not, and we have no say in that, right?
Fang Jinghua stared at Song Yan with wide eyes…
"Bang! Ouch!"
"Ah! Ah!" came the woman's scream.
Song Yan was not far from Wei Aiguo's ward 213. She ran out and saw a person lying at the door of ward 213.
Song Yan rushed into the ward and found three people lying on the ground, with Wei Aiguo standing on one leg.
Song Yan: "What's wrong? How are you?"
"I'm fine! Go after them! That boy just stole the bullet." Wei Aiguo's forehead was covered in sweat.
Song Yan held onto Wei Aiguo tightly without letting go.
"Go quickly! Kids don't know their place; they might ruin it," Wei Aiguo roared. Old Zeng carried this thing with him even when he was down on his luck, which shows how important it was. Song Yan understood this too.
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