Gu Fanyan lowered her eyes slightly, then raised her face and looked at him calmly: "I understand."
Lin Zhibai suddenly realized: "You went to the hospital yesterday."
He thought he was hallucinating yesterday.
Just then, an airport announcement urged passengers to board the plane, which was the flight Gu Fanyan was about to take.
"Sister Fanyan..." He had to speak his mind, otherwise the opportunity would be lost forever. "Could you please not leave?"
Gu Fanyan suddenly smiled, then couldn't help but shed tears, "Lin Zhibai, actually neither of us is wrong, right?"
"The mistake was that we weren't meant to be."
"I'm leaving. I have my own path to walk, and you have yours too."
"If we meet again, I hope we can still be friends."
She swallowed the bitterness rising in her throat and turned to leave.
"Sister Fanyan..." he tried to shout, but his throat felt like it was sealed with cement.
He tried to grab her arm, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.
There was nothing he could do but watch her slowly slip away.
Just a few days ago, his father was in the operating room, and he could leave him forever at any moment, and there was nothing he could do.
To outsiders, he seems to be omnipotent and capable of handling anything, the dignified eldest son of the Lin family.
Who could believe that he also had such helpless and desperate moments?
They say time can help you overcome everything.
They didn't say how to conduct themselves before getting through this period.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
That winter, the city experienced its heaviest snowfall in ten years.
On a clear morning after the snow, the air was exceptionally crisp, and the long-absent chirping of birds could be heard outside the window.
Lin's mother pushed Lin's father out of the first-floor corridor, saying, "The snow on the road outside has been shoveled clean. I'll take you out to see the snow later."
"You've lived half your life, and you've never seen such heavy snow before."
"I'm worried the road will be slippery, so I'll have the housekeeper follow me later."
Lin's mother talked on and on, but received no response.
Lin's father sat in the wheelchair with his head down, his eyes half-open, looking dazed and confused.
He has been in this state ever since he woke up two years ago.
The doctor said the blood clot was pressing on his sensory nerves, preventing him from receiving information from the outside world normally.
However, the structure of the brain is too complex and precise for anyone to draw definitive conclusions.
They didn't dare to perform any more surgery on him.
The only hope is that one day the brain will be able to absorb these blood clots on its own, resulting in a miracle.
"Young Master is back," the butler's voice came from the doorway.
Lin Zhibai agreed and took off his coat, handing it to the housekeeper.
He stood by the door for a while, waiting for the chill to subside before walking to his parents' side.
"Did you stay up all night and take a plane back again?" Lin's mother said with concern, "You're always like this. I tell you to take care of your health, but you always ignore me."
Lin Zhibai quickly gulped down a glass of warm milk and said, "Mom, I finally managed to get an appointment with that doctor in the south suburbs. I'll take Dad there in a bit."
Lin's mother frowned: "Is it that Chinese medicine and acupuncture thing again? How many doctors have you taken your father to in the past two years?"
They lost a significant amount of time and money.
Lin Zhibai smiled faintly: "As long as there is hope, we should give it a try."
Lin's mother looked at her son, feeling both gratified and heartbroken.
In recent years, my son has matured and become more stable, but he also has too many things to worry about.
The roads were still quite difficult to walk on after the snowfall.
Moreover, the doctor lives in a village in the southern suburbs, and after getting off the bus, there is still a hundred meters or so of road that needs to be walked.
Lin Zhi spent some time and effort, and with the help of his two assistants, managed to safely bring his father to the doctor's door.
However, the open space in front of the door was already full of people, all of whom had come to seek medical treatment.
Just then, the door opened, and a teenage girl came out.
Everyone looked at her with puzzled expressions. The miracle doctor who had recently become famous in the city was actually a girl under 18 years old.
"Dr. Hua isn't feeling well today," the girl said. "The appointment I made yesterday can only see the first five patients. Everyone else, please go home."
The crowd erupted in uproar.
There are at least 30 people here, and you're only going to look at 5? Isn't that making people come all for nothing?
"Young lady, this doesn't make sense! My mom needs to see a doctor!"
"With such heavy snow today, we only rushed here because we had a number; we can't let this continue!"
"Girls, are you trying to fool us?"
The girl remained unmoved: "Dr. Hua has her rules; I'm just a messenger."
After saying that, the girl turned to go back into the house.
“Young lady,” Lin Zhibai said loudly, “I am number 6. Ask Dr. Hua to add me to the list, and I can pay more. Ten times more.”
"So what if you're rich!" the girl said dismissively as she walked into the house and slammed the door shut.
Even with ten times the consultation fee, the girl still wouldn't see the patient!
It seems that Dr. Hua is really not feeling well!
It was too cold outside, so people gradually dispersed.
"Young Master Lin, what should we do?" the assistant asked.
Lin Shao checked the electric blanket on his father's wheelchair and the hand warmer in his hand; both were warm.
So he said, "You guys go wait in the car, I'll wait here with my dad."
"I hope to have an opportunity to meet with Dr. Hua so that we can discuss the price again."
The assistant said, "How about I take Mr. Lin to the car first, so he won't get cold?"
“No,” Lin Zhibai shook his head, “I’ll handle it as I see fit.”
The assistant still hadn't left.
Lin Zhibai lowered his voice and said, "As a son, having my father wait here with me will make Dr. Hua feel more compassion."
“If you stay here, you’ll completely ruin the atmosphere.”
I see!
The assistants quickly slipped away!
Sure enough, the girl came out again not long after.
"Is that your dad?" she asked Lin Zhibai.
Lin Zhibai nodded.
"What's wrong with him?" the girl asked.
“He suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was in a coma for more than a year. He woke up like this,” Lin Zhibai replied.
The young woman nodded: "Since you're willing to pay ten times the consultation fee, then bring your people in."
"Dr. Hua said we can't turn down money."
The girl opened the door, making it easier for Lin Zhibai to push the wheelchair into the room.
The interior was simply furnished, lacking even the common multi-compartment medicine cabinet.
There was a tatami mat by the window, with a wide bamboo blind separating the tatami mat from the room, and people could be vaguely seen behind the bamboo blind.
"Dr. Hua," Lin Zhibai said, "please take a look at my father."
"You must be the eldest son of the Lin family?" A woman's voice came from behind the bamboo curtain.
Lin Zhibai recognized the voice, but couldn't quite place where he had heard it before.
He nodded: "That's right."
“I won’t charge you for the consultation,” the woman said. “You can do me a favor.”
Lin Zhibai smiled and said, "As long as you, Dr. Hua, can really cure my father, I'll do anything for you."
The woman replied, "It's not a guaranteed cure. I examined your father today, so you have to do this for me."
"If you don't agree, then take your father home."
This woman is really going too far, and her tone is so sharp that it leaves no room for refusal.
Lin Zhibai was angry, but he forced himself to suppress it.
My father's health is of utmost importance.
Even if he loses face a little, it's nothing.
"Okay, I promise you." He nodded.
At that moment, the curtain was drawn back, and the woman stepped out from the tatami mat.
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