Provincial Hospital.
Inpatient Department.
At the door of the ward, Fang Qingfei whispered, "Don't talk nonsense when you go in. Just listen to me."
Li Dong nodded his head impatiently. Fang Qingfei had been reminding him along the way. Did she really think that he was a three-year-old?
Seeing him nod his head, Fang Qingfei pushed the door open and shouted, "Aunty, I'm here to see you."
Li Dong followed her in and saw two beds side by side. One of them was empty, and the other bed was occupied by an old woman with a yellow face and sparse hair.
The old woman was lying down, but when she saw Fang Qingfei, she struggled to sit up and said weakly, "Feifei, why are you here again? Didn't you say that I'm fine?"
Fang Qingfei smiled sweetly, "Aunty, I'm free on holiday anyway, so I came to chat with you."
Then, she looked around the ward and asked, "Where's Sister Chen?"
"Little Chen went to get some water. He'll be back soon," the old man replied. He then looked at Li Dong.
When she saw Li Dong's appearance, the old woman was puzzled. She felt that he looked familiar.
Li Dong also felt the same. He stared at the old woman for a while and felt that he had seen her somewhere.
But perhaps it was because of her illness, the contrast was a little big. Li Dong couldn't recall if he had seen her before.
Seeing that the old woman was looking at Li Dong, Fang Qingfei smiled and introduced, "This is my friend, Li Dong. He heard that you're sick, so he came to see you."
Li Dong immediately put down the fruit basket in his hand and smiled, "Hello, Aunty. Are you feeling better?"
The old woman smiled, "I'm much better. Xiao Li, take a seat. Thank you for coming to see me."
Li Dong immediately said a few polite words, but he didn't sit down. He stood by the bed and listened to the conversation between Fang Qingfei and the old woman.
Fang Qingfei didn't talk to the old woman about her illness. She just talked about family matters.
The two chatted for about five to six minutes before the door was pushed open again. A woman in her mid-thirties walked in with a basin in her hands.
Seeing Li Dong, the woman nodded slightly and said to Fang Qingfei, "Ms. Fang, I just met Dr. Wang. Dr. Wang said …"
Without waiting for her to finish, Fang Qingfei quickly said, "Sister Chen, I got it. I'll do it later. Help Auntie wash her face first."
Sister Chen nodded and did not say anything else. However, the old woman asked, "Xiao Chen, is it about the medical fees?"
"Auntie, don't worry about the medical fees. When Jiajia left, she gave the money to me for safekeeping. You can focus on your treatment. Are you afraid that I will embezzle Jiajia's money? "Fang Qingfei smiled and interrupted.
When the old woman heard the words, she immediately scolded, "You child, is Auntie worried about this?"
Fang Qingfei smiled and said, "Then don't ask. I'm worried every time you ask. I'm afraid that you won't want me to keep it. How sad I will be."
The old woman smiled and said weakly, "Okay, okay. Auntie won't ask in the future, but if you don't have enough money, you must tell Auntie. I don't know what Jiajia is busy with all day. She only comes once in more than a month. If it weren't for you … "
As the old woman spoke, her eyes were red. She grabbed Fang Qingfei's hand and said, "Jiajia can make a friend like you. It's a blessing in her life."
When Fang Qingfei saw this, she smiled and interrupted, "Auntie, when you said that, I have goosebumps. It feels so mushy."
"Bad girl!" The old woman laughed and scolded, but her eyes were full of gratitude.
Fang Qingfei didn't interrupt and said, "Then let Sister Chen help you wash your face first. I will go down and pay the medical fees."
After that, she looked at Li Dong and saw that Li Dong was shocked.
…
When he left the ward, Li Dong recovered from the shock and quickly asked, "Is that Wang Jia's mother?"
Fang Qingfei nodded and didn't speak.
Li Dong couldn't believe that the old woman with a yellow face and sparse hair was actually Wang Jia's mother!
Li Dong had seen Wang Jia's mother once at the beginning of the year in the Wanyuan District. At that time, her mother looked at most in her forties. Her face was ruddy and healthy.
But the old woman just now looked at least in her early sixties, or even older.
If they hadn't mentioned Wang Jia, Li Dong wouldn't have dared to think that the two of them were the same person.
What was even more fresh in his memory was that when they met in Wanyuan District, Wang Jia's mother was imposing and domineering when she talked about buying a house. The only thing missing was the words "I don't lack money" engraved on her face.
But in just half a year, Wang Jia's mother had become so ill.
Li Dong composed himself and asked, "Where's Wang Jia?"
Fang Qingfei didn't say anything and continued to walk downstairs.
Li Dong frowned and said, "Wang Jia and her father aren't here. Are you going to take care of her?"
"Uncle Wang left." Fang Qingfei's voice was a little choked up.
"Where did he go?"
As soon as he said that, Li Dong's heart skipped a beat and he said hesitantly, "You mean …"
Fang Qingfei nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "Uncle Wang passed away two months ago."
At this moment, Li Dong only felt that the world was unpredictable. Things remained the same, but people had changed.
At the beginning of the year, he had even met Wang Jia's family of three when they came to Wanyuan District to buy a house. But in just half a year, that seemingly capable and strong man had left this world, and Wang Jia's mother was also seriously ill.
Li Dong fell silent for a moment. This was something he hadn't expected before he came.
Even though he still had doubts in his heart, such as where Wang Jia had gone and why Fang Qingfei was the one taking care of Wang Jia's mother, Li Dong couldn't ask any more questions.
…
At the payment counter, Fang Qingfei received the bill and looked at Li Dong awkwardly.
After a while, she said in a low voice, "Can you help me pay for it first and add it to the 300,000 yuan?"
Li Dong glanced at it and saw that it was a little more than 4,000 yuan. Was Fang Qingfei so poor that she didn't even have 4,000 yuan now?
Because there was a stranger next to them, Li Dong didn't ask and helped her swipe the card.
After leaving the window, Fang Qingfei let out a long sigh of relief. When she saw Li Dong looking at her, she said helplessly, "I really don't have any money. Auntie was hospitalized for two months, and the medical fees, hospitalization fees, and nursing fees cost almost 30,000 yuan. I've only been working for a year, and my salary isn't high … "
She didn't need to say the rest, but Li Dong also knew that Fang Qingfei liked to play the petty bourgeoisie.
Her 1,800 yuan a month salary probably belonged to the Moonshine Clan.
Li Dong was a little puzzled and said, "Didn't you say that Wang Jia left you money?"
Fang Qingfei said with a face full of distress, "You believe me just because I say it! Where did Jia Jia get the money? "
"Didn't Wang Jia sell Wan Yuan's house?" Li Dong remembered the last time he met Wang Jia and couldn't help but ask.
Fang Qingfei sighed, "You don't know. The house was sold, but not only did they lose a lot of money, but the money was taken away as soon as they got it. Jia Jia didn't leave a single cent."
Seeing that Li Dong still wanted to ask, Fang Qingfei said, "Don't ask first. I'll tell you in detail later."
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