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Seeing that her child had thoughtfully bought flowers and fruit, Zhang Susu felt even more gratified. A warm feeling washed over her, and she happily held her daughter's hand tightly, saying to her with admiration, "Child, you are so sensible and filial. Your Uncle Wang will be very happy to see you like this."
She held Ye Wenyu's hand tightly as they entered the ward. Uncle Wang, lying on the hospital bed, was staring blankly out the window. He was skin and bones, thin and lifeless, with a sallow complexion.
Ye Wenyu never expected that an illness could turn a man with such a strong voice into this state, and she couldn't help but feel shocked.
She placed the fruit and flowers on the bedside table, smiled, and called out, "Uncle Wang."
The brightly colored flowers finally brought a splash of color to the otherwise bleak white hospital room.
Old Wang turned around and saw Ye Wenyu. At first, he didn't recognize her. Ye Wenyu smiled and thought it was normal that he didn't recognize her, since the two of them had only met once, and that was a year ago.
When Zhang Susu saw that her husband didn't recognize her, she immediately nudged Ye Wenyu and said to Lao Wang, "My daughter, Xiaoyu, you've met her before, she's in my house."
Old Wang suddenly remembered and immediately greeted her with a smile, "Xiao Yu, come on, have a seat."
Ye Wenyu nodded and sat down.
Zhang Susu peeled an apple for her husband, and the aroma of the apple filled the room. She sat down next to him and said proudly, "She heard you were sick and came to the hospital to see you right away. See? Students from top universities are really different. They're so well-mannered, aren't they?"
Zhang Susu has become a baby-posting fanatic.
Ye Wenyu was somewhat embarrassed by the praise, her small and pretty face turning red.
Uncle Wang smiled and nodded at Ye Wenyu, but he seemed somewhat saddened. He opened his mouth, but ultimately did not utter a sound, as if he were preoccupied with something.
Ye Wenyu could only sit there awkwardly, wondering what her stepfather was thinking.
A terrible silence filled the ward. Zhang Susu peeled an apple and handed it to Uncle Wang, but he didn't eat it.
After a while, Uncle Wang slowly said, "Xiaoyu, I plan to divorce your mother."
What? Like a thunderclap, Ye Wenyu and Zhang Susu were both shocked. Zhang Susu jumped up from her chair as if burned. Her eyes reddened, and she clenched her fists and gently punched Old Wang on the bed, choking out, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Uncle Wang looked serious and said with a bitter smile, "Xiaoyu, Susu, my health has suddenly deteriorated. We don't have the money for surgery, so I can only go home and wait to die. I can't earn money anymore, and I have two children who cost money. I'll be a burden to your mother in the future, so why not get a divorce? I know your mother has had a hard life. I originally wanted to marry her and give her a happy life, but things don't always go as planned. Alas, I'm so sorry for my health, Susu." As Uncle Wang spoke, his eyes welled up with tears. This was the first time Ye Wenyu had ever seen an old man shed tears.
She sat there blankly, her heart filled with mixed feelings. She thought to herself, "Uncle Wang is a good man, he's just not good at making money and he's a bit poor."
Zhang Susu realized that he wanted a divorce because he was worried about not having enough money for the surgery. She immediately smiled, wiped away her tears, and said to Lao Wang, "You're worried about the money for the surgery? We already have the money. My daughter promised to borrow it!"
Ye Wenyu could only smile awkwardly and nod slightly to indicate that her mother was not lying.
Old Wang was still rational. He looked at Ye Wenyu and said to Zhang Susu, "Susu, don't talk nonsense. She's still a child herself. It's already very kind of her not to ask us for money. Where would she get the money for my surgery? It costs 50,000."
Ye Wenyu had no choice but to say, "Uncle Wang, this year I've been working part-time, tutoring, and I've saved quite a bit of money." In fact, she hadn't saved much money, because all the money she earned from her part-time jobs went to her daily living expenses, and there wasn't much left.
But it's okay, she's not a child anymore. She's grown up and learned to shoulder the burdens of life. Now, she's practicing taking care of her elderly family members.
Zhang Susu said with a smile, "Did you hear that? She's rich. My daughter isn't an ordinary child."
Old Wang finally believed it, and the weight he had been carrying was lifted from his chest. He was no longer in pain, despair, or confusion, and his spirits were much better. He smiled and looked at Zhang Susu, then at Xiaoyu, no longer mentioning the divorce. He looked at Ye Wenyu and said gratefully, "Thank you, Xiaoyu. I will definitely pay you back the money when I recover."
Seeing that the matter was almost settled, Ye Wenyu stood up and said to him, "Uncle Wang, just focus on getting better. Don't worry about Qian's illness; I'll find a way." Then she left, and Zhang Susu saw her off.
Stepping out of the ward, Zhang Susu lowered her voice and said, "What's the use of having a son? Daughters are better. Your father was sick, and neither of his two sons came. Sigh, my daughter is still the best!"
Ye Wenyu could only say, "Mom, that's because they're young. I'm leaving now. I'll contact you as soon as I borrow the money. Don't worry about taking care of Uncle Wang, and tell him not to overthink it."
Zhang Susu nodded and smiled as she saw Ye Wenyu off.
Ye Wenyu knew her mother was watching her from behind, but she didn't turn around. She walked forward with her head held high and her chest out until she left the hospital and reached the street corner. Only when she was absolutely certain that her mother couldn't see her did she relax, leaning against a large tree and staring blankly into the distance. Fifty thousand yuan? Where would she get that much? She had already lost eight thousand yuan in compensation for drinks at the bar, and all the money she had earned from working hard during winter break and last semester was gone. Now she only had one thousand yuan left for living expenses this month. If she wanted to maintain her previous lifestyle, she would need to work two more jobs. Where would she get the money?
For many people, 50,000 yuan is just a small amount, but for Ye Wenyu, and for the poor, it is an astronomical figure.
So, who should she borrow money from? Ye Wenyu stood on the street, looking around in confusion. People came and went around her. She pondered deeply. Should she borrow money from Lin Tingfeng? Impossible. It would be like offering herself up. If any tragedy happened in her life, it would be entirely her own fault. She would rather die than borrow money from Lin Tingfeng. Besides, in this life, he thought she was ugly, so naturally he wouldn't lend her money. In short, whether for objective or subjective reasons, she didn't want to borrow money from Lin Tingfeng.
She shouldn't ask Cai Wenchuan for money. No, he has already given her so much, and she hasn't repaid him at all. She can't be a burden to him any longer. Besides, if she really asked him for money, given his feelings for her, he would lend it to her.
Ye Wenyu felt a heavy weight in her heart, as if her chest was filled with lead.
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