Old Lin's sons arrived in the evening, presumably after they had eaten, but at least they brought some food for their elderly mother.
Old Lin, lying on the bed, looked unchanged. He lay there quietly, and it was unknown whether he was still aware of anything in the outside world.
Lin Jingyue also came over, so it was like the children were reunited. She wanted to see what kind of nonsense her sons would spout.
“Mom, I’m worried about Dad’s situation too, but you know we’re the poorest family. Xiaomeng needs money for school, and the mortgage is suffocating us. I’m barely surviving by borrowing money, where would I get any more?” the second son said with a sorrowful expression.
"Brother, isn't your family rich? They bought the house for you outright, so you should be able to come up with the money, right?"
The parents had three sons, and since they couldn't treat them equally, they placed all their hopes on their eldest son. But some people are rotten to the core; no matter how much you rely on them, it's useless.
Upon hearing this, the eldest brother immediately spoke up, "Yes, my family bought me the house outright, and I don't have a mortgage. But as you all know, I'm in the construction business, and I have so many brothers under me who are waiting for me to pay their wages. I have to go to the boss in a couple of days to ask him about it. If I don't get my project payments by then, I'm going to jump off a building."
"Third brother, don't you have a wife in the city? Have her go back to her parents' home and borrow some money to cover the surgery costs first. We'll pay you back when we have the money."
The third brother objected, "Big brother, you know how unhappy Meilan's family was when I married her. If I encourage her to borrow money, my family will fall apart. I only have a thousand yuan on me, and that's all I have."
The three sons, each offering their own explanation, were all trying to shirk responsibility. In short, they all seemed to share the same attitude regarding whether or not to save their father.
If we can postpone it, we should.
“Little sister, you’ve been living a carefree life all these years, you must have made a lot of money, right? Here, you can pay for Dad’s surgery first, and we’ll pay you back when we have the money.” The second brother’s gaze suddenly turned to Lin Jingyue, his glamorous younger sister.
He remembered this younger sister; she used to be very rustic and unsophisticated, never dressed fashionably, a typical image of a rural woman. She did things like a hardworking ox in the countryside, never knowing fatigue or hardship, only knowing how to keep working.
She's dressed so beautifully now, she must have made a lot of money.
Although the family property was divided among the three brothers, she is still her father's daughter. She can't be left without contributing a single penny, can she?
Lin Jingyue looked at him coldly and said, "I told Mom that I'll pay whatever amount you pay. I'm just like you, I have no money."
Unlike these men, she wasn't hypocritical; she spoke frankly and openly. Who didn't know what they were thinking?
"Little sister, how can you talk like that? Dad's in this condition, and you're still making sarcastic remarks. Aren't you afraid of hurting him?"
"Exactly, raising you all these years is not as good as raising a dog. At least a dog would wag its tail at us."
"You're part of the family too, don't you have any conscience?"
Lin Jingyue's face remained expressionless, and she even seemed to want to laugh a little. "I feel like I've raised you all, so how about you give me some pension money?"
In this family, it was always the Lin couple who did all the hard work, along with her younger sister.
Those lazybones never lifted a finger. Aside from going to school, sleeping, and going out to play, they never had to worry about any housework. They didn't even have to plow the fields.
"What are you saying? Is this something a younger sister should say?" The eldest brother was furious. As the eldest son in the family, how could he not control his younger siblings?
"Think what you want. Whether to save her or not is your business, not mine. If I didn't have some conscience, I wouldn't want to get involved in your affairs."
"A married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl"—these are the words they themselves uttered.
Now, when he used this to refute them, his face flushed red instantly.
Seeing that she wouldn't budge no matter what they said, the men had no choice but to give up their attack on her and continue discussing who would pay.
The final conclusion of the discussion was that no one had any money.
Lin's mother sat hunched over in the chair, looking more than ten years older in an instant. She looked at her husband on the bed, unable to understand what they had done wrong. They had supposedly raised three children, but it seemed like they hadn't raised any at all.
The surgery isn't expensive, costing no more than 100,000 yuan. But for an average family, even 10,000 yuan is a bit difficult to come up with, let alone 100,000 yuan.
But the person lying in the hospital bed was their father, not some nobody, yet it seemed like nobody cared.
Lin Jingyue assumed she had returned just to watch a joke. She knew the original owner's resentment towards her family and the hatred that had been bottled up in her heart all these years. She had come here to vent her anger.
Seeing these images did indeed make me feel much better.
"Mom, I heard from the doctor that the success rate of this surgery is very low. If something goes wrong, Dad will be... The fact that he's still lying here perfectly fine means his condition isn't too serious. Why don't we take him home? Maybe Dad will wake up in a couple of days?" In the end, the eldest son made a decision.
The second child chimed in, "Yes, yes, the surgery is so risky. What if Dad wakes up in a couple of days? If we do the surgery, wouldn't that be harming Dad?"
"I also think that doctors tend to exaggerate things. Maybe it's not that serious? Mom, let's take Dad back to our hometown. Maybe if he stays there long enough, he'll wake up?"
What brain hemorrhage? How could there be no blood in the brain?
As for cerebral thrombosis, doesn't blood flow? As it flows, it eventually leaves the brain.
This isn't a big problem, why do we need surgery?
Lin's mother knew nothing; she only knew that the doctor said it was very dangerous, but she didn't know exactly how dangerous it was.
Old Lin is currently in a coma, and her sons are her pillars of support.
Hearing them say that, she felt a tiny spark of hope.
"Really? Your dad can really wake up?"
The eldest son clicked his tongue impatiently, "The doctor only suggested surgery, he didn't say it was absolutely necessary. Haven't there been people who woke up after being in a coma for a few days before? Maybe our dad is one of them."
"Yes, yes, you're right. Your father is a lucky man, he'll definitely wake up." Lin's mother seemed to have grasped at the last straw and believed it without a doubt.
Lin Jingyue turned her head away, only uttering two words: "Idiot."
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