Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 618 - 617 Not So Clever Acting

After sending Xie Yufei away, Lin Nianhe finally didn’t have to act like a thief every day.

Guan Manling was resuscitated once again, and this time even she realized something was off, her face no longer bore a smile.

Perhaps what’s more frightening than death itself is waiting for it.

Similarly, awaiting the verdict is an exceedingly agonizing process.

Three days later, Doctor intercepted Old Wu on his way back from getting food.

"That... The results are out." The doctor closed his eyes briefly, trying to be as considerate as possible of Old Wu’s feelings, and said, "The results aren’t good. All indications are that Comrade Guan has lung cancer."

This time, Old Wu did not lose his composure.

He just stood there silently next to the desk, not uttering a single word.

The doctor cleared his throat twice and said: "If Comrade Guan’s family is in Beijing, I still suggest that you go back to Beijing for treatment. Firstly, the hospitals in Beijing are better, and secondly, her family can take care of her."

Old Wu still didn’t speak; his eyes had lost their spark, ashen as if the soul had fled.

"Comrade Wu?" The doctor reached out and shook him slightly.

Old Wu snapped out of his daze, curled his lips into an unattractive smile: "Oh, Doctor, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back first. My wife finally has an appetite today and fancies some fish... it’ll, it’ll get cold soon." His voice trembled at the end.

The doctor sighed silently, nodded: "Yes, you should go."

"Mhm, mhm..."

Old Wu turned around stiffly, his knees seeming unable to bend, like a rusted tin man.

He walked, and walked, the deep corridor seeming endless.

He wished he could walk on forever.

If he didn’t go back, this bad news could be treated as if it never happened, and then he would never have to see his Lingling again.

Lin Nianhe came out to get water just in time to see Old Wu walking like a zombie.

With just one glance, she guessed the outcome.

She didn’t speak or interrupt his sorrow, acting as if she had not seen him as she carried the thermos back to the ward.

In just a few days, Guan Manling had already lost a lot of weight, her complexion pale as paper, her lips also white.

Lin Nianhe poured her a cup of warm water, added a spoonful of autumn pear jam to it, and gently stirred the water in the cup.

Guan Manling suddenly looked at her: "Nianhe, I want to go back to the Great Northern Wilderness."

Lin Nianhe’s hand paused, and she mustered a smile: "Are you silly? It’s so cold in the Great Northern Wilderness, and there’s never-ending work, so tiring." Saying this, she handed the cup to her.

Guan Manling shook her head, took the cup and sipped a bit, saying: "You all say it’s not nice there, but I feel it’s the best place... it has my dreams and love."

"You... don’t regret it at all?" Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but ask. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

"Why would I regret?" Guan Manling smiled an ugly smile, but her eyes brimmed with happiness, "I am forever thankful for my braveness back then."

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips, reached out, and grasped her cold hand: "As long as you’re happy."

One man’s meat is another man’s poison.

People can’t even see their own hearts clearly, so don’t bother to reflect on what others might be thinking.

Lin Nianhe pointed casually at the cup, telling her: "Drink some autumn pear jam when you’re free, it moistens the lungs... Principal Wu from our village school used to cough a lot, much worse than you, drank it for nearly a year straight, the last time I heard her coughing was because she choked on water."

Of course, this was just to comfort her.

If a bit of autumn pear jam could really cure an illness, what would be the point of inventing antibiotics?

But Guan Manling believed, and upon hearing this, she immediately drank the rest of the water in the cup.

"Fine, I’ll drink it every day too." Guan Manling rubbed her chest, "It does seem to have relieved a little bit of discomfort."

Just as she finished speaking, Old Wu came back with a lunch box.

He had already adjusted his expression, looking upset as he entered and said, "Lingling, the hospitals in the provincial city are not up to par. I just went to see the doctor, and he told me they couldn’t figure out the cause of the illness. This is just delaying things!"

His acting was rather poor; even Lin Nianhe found it hard to watch.

But Guan Manling said, "Then that means I’m not sick, right? Isn’t that good news?"

"No way, how can we let you keep coughing like this?" Old Wu opened the lunch box as he spoke, "I just had an argument with the Doctor. We’re going back to Beijing tomorrow. We must cure your cough."

Guan Manling took the chopsticks with a smile, "Okay, I’ll follow your lead."

"Then eat, I’ll go call Commander Shen to ask for leave." Old Wu handed the other pair of chopsticks to Lin Nianhe, "Sister Lin, you accompany your sister Lingling to eat first."

"Sure." Lin Nianhe nodded, somewhat helplessly.

Old Wu left quickly, as if he couldn’t wait to carry Guan Manling on his back and run back to Beijing.

Lin Nianhe held her chopsticks, glancing at Guan Manling.

Guan Manling was still pale, but seeing Lin Nianhe looking at her, she smiled, "Why are you looking at me? Eat."

Lin Nianhe wasn’t sure if Guan Manling had seen through Old Wu’s lie.

If she hadn’t noticed... with Old Wu’s acting skills, even a twenty-eighth-tier actor from future generations would perform more convincingly;

But if she had seen through it, Lin Nianhe really couldn’t understand why Guan Manling could still eat with a smile on her face.

Guan Manling didn’t explain, but simply ate almost a half box of rice, surprisingly more than usual.

Lin Nianhe truly didn’t feel like eating and put down her chopsticks after just a few bites.

Guan Manling then comforted her in turn, "It’s okay, Nianhe. Don’t get worked up over my issue."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She had thought of tens of thousands of words of comfort over the past few days, yet before she could utter a single one, Guan Manling, the one who should be receiving consolation, beat her to it.

She touched her nose awkwardly, saying, "I’m not... I just ate too much this morning, not hungry now."

Guan Manling looked at her with a smile, without pointing out the obvious, and just said, "I really feel quite good... but since Old Wu insists on going back to Beijing, let’s go. It’s just the right time; I can take him to meet my parents."

Lin Nianhe didn’t know what to say.

At times like these, words truly have no power.

Guan Manling, with her eyes slightly closed, leaning on the headboard, said to Lin Nianhe, "Nianhe, I’m a bit sleepy."

"Then you should get some sleep." Lin Nianhe immediately stood up, tidied up the lunch box to one side, and helped her lie down.

Guan Manling was exhausted and quickly fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, she held Lin Nianhe’s hand, whispering intermittently, "Help me... persuade... your brother-in-law..."

Her voice was so faint, perhaps anyone else sitting there wouldn’t be able to hear what she was saying.

But Lin Nianhe heard her clearly.

Help me persuade your brother-in-law.

Indeed, she had noticed.

Of course, she could see what was going on; if an outsider like Lin Nianhe could tell, how could she possibly be fooled?

Lin Nianhe tucked her in properly and placed her hand, bruised from frequent injections, under the covers.

She whispered softly:

"Okay."

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