The medical expenses were paid by Xiang Nanzhi. The woman only received a monthly allowance from her husband, and the sudden high fever exceeded the budget, leaving her short of money.
“I will have my husband return it to you. He’s at work and can’t come over. You can’t use your phone at the factory.”
What does he do?
“I do welding. My husband will be home right after get off work, and I'll give it to you then.”
"It's okay, there's no rush."
The little boy needed an IV drip, and an indwelling needle had to be inserted into the top of his forehead. The woman couldn't hold him down by herself. The nurse glanced at Xiang Nanzhi sitting next to her and subconsciously assumed they were together. "Come and lend a hand to help hold him down!"
There weren't enough nurses, and when one went to the restroom, there was no one to lend a hand. Xiang Nanzhi was watching the baby struggle when she felt a tightness in her lower abdomen, and her sympathy immediately overwhelmed her.
The child struggled desperately at the sight of the needle. Even two adults would have a hard time holding down a child who was just a few years old.
Xiang Nanzhi had never done such a thing before. "Little friend, don't move around."
She wasn't using much force, afraid of hurting the baby. The nurse glanced at her and said, "Press harder."
Xiang Nanzhi increased the pressure, holding down one of the child's hands and one of his feet, while the woman held down the other side.
The child's tears kept flowing, and sweat was pouring down his forehead. He cried until his face was red and his neck was swollen, struggling desperately.
Emma couldn't find a vein when she tried to insert the needle!
Xiang Nanzhi dared not look any further and could only look to the other side. The nurse then gave him another injection before finally inserting it.
Xiang Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. The child was still crying loudly, but soon fell asleep in the woman's arms. The IV drip was still continuing, and the little girl's soles were wrapped in a thick layer of gauze.
"Let me take you to buy a pair of shoes."
Xiang Nanzhi suddenly said, "But you can't walk, and I can't carry you. Why don't you wait here for me, and I'll buy you a pair of shoes."
How can you go without shoes?
"No need, thank you. You're such a kind person. I already owe you so much as your neighbor. You don't need to buy it."
"It doesn't matter."
"Shoes are expensive in maternity and baby stores."
A pair costs almost a hundred yuan. Women who live frugally know that if they already have shoes at home, there is no need to waste money on buying another pair.
Xiang Nanzhi still went to a nearby maternity and baby store to buy a pair of shoes for the little girl, but when she got there she realized she had no idea what size the store was. She roughly measured the shoes and bought them when she thought they were about right.
As she came out of the baby store, there was a mirror at the entrance. At first glance, she wondered what she was wearing.
I was drawing at home and didn't change my clothes. How did I end up out in my pajamas?
Ignoring her own appearance, Xiang Nanzhi first went to the hospital to deliver the shoes. They were a little too big for the little girl, so Xiang Nanzhi sighed, "Let's change into another pair. I'll go help you change. What size do you wear?"
"No need, thank you so much. Children need to be bought a size bigger, they grow fast, and they can wear it next year."
The woman blushed and said embarrassedly, "I will transfer all the money to you after her father gets off work tonight. Thank you so much, I don't know what to say."
The doctor said that fever and convulsions are very dangerous; in severe cases, if the fever is not brought down in time, it could be life-threatening.
The woman felt as if she had just returned from the brink of death, still in shock.
It was already past noon, and Xiang Nanzhi couldn't just sit there in her pajamas, but it wouldn't be appropriate to just leave like that.
"Can you manage all of this yourself?"
"Thank you for today. I'm sorry to have taken up your time..."
Xiang Nanzhi was tired of hearing "thank you" so many times. "No need to thank me. What I meant was, if you're busy, I can help you take her home first."
"No, no need!"
No matter how busy a mother is, she wouldn't entrust her child to a neighbor she's only met twice. Although Xiang Nanzhi is a very nice person, she doesn't completely trust her.
It's possible in a hospital, there are surveillance cameras everywhere. But if you actually take it away, what if you sell it?
Xiang Nanzhi didn't know what to say, but he was also worried about leaving just like that, so he could only wait.
The younger one is on an IV drip, and the older one is only a few years old. It's almost noon, and she still has to take the children to lunch and then take a taxi back. She can still see them off from here.
Xiang Nanzhi looked at herself on her phone and felt incredibly disheveled. The last time she looked this disheveled was when she was sunbathing in Saigon.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead. It was alright; no one here knew her, and as long as her man didn't see her in such a disheveled state, it would be fine.
The next second, Shen Shixun called, "Where are you?"
There was a whooshing sound on the other end of the line. Xiang Nanzhi calmly replied, "At the hospital..."
Which family in town?
"It's just behind where we ate yesterday."
"Wait for me, I'll be right there."
Shen Shixun went home to bring food to the woman, but when he got home he found that she was not there. He searched for her all the way and met the owner of a small shop in a residential building who told him that his car had already driven halfway there. The man had one hand on the steering wheel, his phone was thrown on the passenger seat, and his eyes were deep.
In the hospital corridor, the man saw Xiang Nanzhi, dressed in pajamas, sitting with a little girl.
He slowed his pace, "Xiang Nanzhi..."
She immediately stood up, a hint of panic in her eyes. She felt like she had only just hung up the phone, and he had arrived so quickly. "Shen Shixun, did you fly a plane? Even planes aren't as fast as you."
"Xiaoyu, call him Uncle."
Hello, Uncle.
Shen Shixun left early and returned late, and didn't know who lived over there. "The little girl next door, her brother has a fever."
The woman, holding her child, had just finished her IV drip and came out. She smiled when she saw Shen Shixun and said, "Hello, are you her husband? Your wife is such a nice person."
"If it weren't for your wife's help, I wouldn't know what to do with my child. There are no cars around, and my husband isn't home... I wouldn't know what to do either."
They were indeed husband and wife, but it just felt a little awkward coming from her.
The two of them each drove back in a car. Xiang Nanzhi's car had a woman and a little boy in it, while Xiaoyu sat in Shen Shixun's car.
"Uncle, Auntie is very pretty."
Xiaoyu, sitting next to Shen Shixun, suddenly spoke.
Shen Shixun also thought Xiang Nanzhi was quite pretty. She had been avoiding him a bit when she saw him earlier, as if afraid he would see her disheveled state. But he thought Xiang Nanzhi looked quite good dressed like that, very casually.
She has a very domestic, home-loving woman vibe.
She's beautiful no matter what she looks like, especially her face—it's so tender it looks like you could squeeze water out of it, her eyes are expressive, and when she laughs, she's carefree and pleasing to the eye.
"My aunt also bought me new shoes that light up and have wings..."
Xiaoyu showed Shen Shixun her new shoes, saying, "Uncle, I really like Auntie."
"Me too."
Xiaoyu smiled at him, and Shen Shixun took out a preserved plum from the car and gave it to her.
"Thank you, Uncle."
The preserved plum was Xiang Nanzhi's; she couldn't keep her mouth shut and loved to eat snacks.
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