Wencai explained everything to Qingke, and they returned to the ward hand in hand.
Qing Ke also bought two kilograms of fruit at the hospital entrance to express her gratitude.
Wencai introduced Qingke to Shumei, "Shumei, this is my girlfriend, Shang Qingke."
Shumei forced a smile at Qingke and nodded slightly.
Qing Ke is so passionate!
"Aunt Shumei, this is the fruit I bought for you. Do you want to eat it? Let me help you peel a blood orange!"
Qingke definitely didn't mean it, at least not like Yangliu, who called Shumei "Auntie" to piss her off. She was calling her "Auntie" out of politeness, but it was a shame that what she considered a respectful remark didn't necessarily make Shumei feel comfortable.
Wencai felt a little embarrassed when he heard this, and deliberately corrected Qingke.
"Qingke, Shumei is only a few years older than you, just call her sister."
Qing Ke had already put the fruit on the bedside cabinet, took an orange, sat on the chair beside the bed, and peeled it with great enthusiasm.
"Is that so? I'm sorry, Sister Shumei. I'm not saying you're old, I just think calling you Auntie is more polite. From now on, I'll call you Sister Shumei. Wencai has already told me about your situation, so you can just focus on recuperating. Don't worry about the money. My dad often donates money to those schools anyway! In these impoverished mountainous areas, helping anyone is helpful, especially since you and Wencai know each other."
From Qingke's tone of voice and her attire, Shumei could easily tell that she was another rich woman, and that she and they were not the same kind of people.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. If Wencai can have such a good girlfriend, he must be not much worse. She is also happy for Wencai. The old aunt's dream of her son becoming successful has finally come true.
"Thank you!"
Wencai had indeed helped her a lot, and she really had no way to repay him. She didn't know what to say except thanking her. Fortunately, Qingke understood Wencai's approach and didn't argue with him, otherwise she would have really become a sinner!
In the first few days after the surgery, Qingke found it fun and often came to the hospital to see Shumei. But after a few visits, the novelty wore off, and she stopped going to the hospital. Even if she couldn't see Wencai, she didn't want to come to this place filled with the smell of disinfectant.
After Shumei's surgery was successful, Wencai returned to his job and only visited her in the hospital after work. However, Wencai had already paid for her chemotherapy and hospitalization fees in advance.
Ten days later...
In a blink of an eye, it was the day for Shumei to have the stitches removed. Shumei recovered well after the operation. After the stitches were removed, the doctor called Wencai to the office.
"She recovered well after the operation and can go home to recuperate. She only needs to come to the hospital for chemotherapy every three to four weeks, and then have a checkup every six months. If there is no recurrence after five years, she can live a normal life."
"I think she's not in a good mental state. Can she stay in the hospital to recuperate? Can she be discharged after chemotherapy is finished?"
"Of course you can, but the chemotherapy will require at least six or seven sessions, which will take at least three or four months, and up to half a year, or even longer. The hospitalization fee..."
The doctor felt a little sad for Wencai and his money.
"As long as I can stay here, I'll go and prepay one month's hospitalization fee later."
The patient was rushing to the hospital to give money, and the doctor couldn't refuse, so he had to satisfy Wencai's unreasonable behavior.
Wencai paid a month's hospitalization fee in advance before returning to the ward.
Shumei was lying on the hospital bed. Her complexion was better than the previous few days, but her mood seemed to be at its worst.
"Shumei, what's wrong? After the stitches are removed and you have a few chemotherapy sessions, you'll be back to normal. You should be happy. Why are you still so sad?"
"No, no, no, didn't the doctor say I can be discharged now? Let's go now! I'll go see my aunt on the way."
Shumei found her clothes from under the pillow and said she wanted to go to the bathroom to change clothes and prepare to be discharged from the hospital.
"You can't be discharged."
"What? Has the condition worsened?"
Looking at Wencai's serious expression, Shumei suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.
"No, you look like you're so weak you could fall over. I've paid for another month's hospitalization. I'll wait until after your first chemotherapy treatment and see how you do before you're discharged."
"Wencai, why are you so nice to me? How can I pay off my debts if you do this? I already owe you too much."
Wencai himself couldn't explain why, but he just couldn't help himself.
"Okay! Just stay here and relax! I'm going back to the company. Let Liu Jiang stay in the hospital to take care of you."
Wencai pushed Shumei, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, back onto the bed, covered her with a quilt, and walked out of the ward.
During the time in the hospital, Shumei felt like a child, and Wencai was the adult who took care of her in every possible way. She enjoyed the care she had never enjoyed since she was born.
Before Wencai returned to the ward, she lay on the bed and secretly lifted up her shirt to take a look at her wound. Just one look, and she was so scared that she quickly put the corner of her shirt down.
She lay in bed, the scar lingering in her mind, like a shadow. Her expression was extremely painful. She couldn't accept the wound at all, and she was even more afraid of the wound that would scare her to death.
Wencai came in just now and saw this scene. It was not that she was in a bad mood, but that she was still frightened.
After Wencai left, Shumei sneaked into the bathroom alone and unbuttoned her chest. The scar as big as a bowl appeared in the mirror on the bathroom wall.
In an instant, tears streamed down my face. I thought I had really gotten rid of the disease and could really go back to the way things were before and live a good life with Boyi again.
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