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Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 695 - 694: Uncle, are you also from the Northeast?
Chapter 695: Chapter 694: Uncle, are you also from the Northeast?
Guan Manling gave many reasons.
Ultimately, there was only one reason—poverty.
The Guan family’s parents both worked, and they had to provide for the old—Grandma and the young—Guan Manling, as well as a younger brother and sister. Their salary was just enough to maintain the daily life of the family.
Old Wu’s family was also ordinary, and the money he had saved over the years had already been spent on the hospital in the past year and more.
The effective treatments suggested by the doctors were simply unaffordable for them.
Looking at Guan Manling’s calm eyes, Lin Nianhe finally remembered one of Sie Yufei’s major advantages—he was rich.
Or rather, the Sie family was rich.
If it were Sie Yufei, Guan Manling would probably be staying in a private hospital room right now, without having to worry about the cost of treatment or admitting that she was afraid of pain.
Lin Nianhe couldn’t judge whether Guan Manling’s choice was right or wrong.
While pouring water for Guan Manling, she took the opportunity to take out two thick red envelopes from her space and placed them in the cupboard.
Old Wu had returned from buying groceries, carrying two sticks of candied haws in his hand.
"Sister, you eat first," said Old Wu. "Lingling, you have to wait a bit, it’s a bit cold." freewebnoveℓ.com
"I can’t eat that much, just give me two," Guan Manling said as she pushed the candied haws back towards Old Wu’s mouth.
"I never eat this stuff, so I’ll take two for you, and keep the rest outside to freeze..."
"Ah..."
The two of them pushed the stick of candied haws back and forth; Lin Nianhe did not see a trace of regret in their eyes.
Lin Nianhe didn’t stay for too long and soon bid farewell. As she left the alley, she had half a stick of candied haws left in her hand.
Su Yuncheng was leaning against his bicycle waiting for her. Seeing the candied haws in her hand, he took out a pair of leather gloves from his pocket and put them on her.
"Shall we go watch a movie this afternoon?" Su Yuncheng suggested, seeing that she was not in a good mood.
"Let’s go home," yawned Lin Nianhe. "I’m a bit sleepy..."
Before she could finish her words, suddenly a noisy commotion came from inside the alley.
Old Wu came running out in a hurry, carrying Guan Manling in his arms. Her eyes were tightly closed, her lips still tinged with red.
"Brother-in-law, take the bike!"
Lin Nianhe reacted quickly and immediately signaled Su Yuncheng to lend them his bicycle.
"Okay, okay..."
Old Wu rode away on the bicycle carrying Guan Manling, and Lin Nianhe tugged at Su Yuncheng’s sleeve: "Shall we go have a look?"
"Alright, I’ll go with you."
Guan Manling had taken another stroll by the ghost gate.
But this time, the doctor insisted that she was not allowed to be discharged.
Guan Manling continued to make excuses: "Just the smell of the hospital makes me want to cough..."
"Lingling, be obedient, just stay for a few days," Old Wu coaxed, "We’ll definitely go home before the New Year, okay?"
Guan Manling pressed her lips together and said softly, "The candied haws will go bad."
"I’ll buy you more." Old Wu covered the IV tube with his hands, trying to make the medicine entering her bloodstream feel warmer.
Guan Manling’s spirits were low, and she soon fell back into a deep sleep.
Seeing that she was sleeping soundly, Old Wu’s eyes finally reddened.
Not long after, Guan Manling’s parents rushed over as well. Both of the elders had aged a lot, with their temples graying and their figures waning.
Seeing that she could not be of much help, Lin Nianhe quietly left with Su Yuncheng.
"Brother Yuncheng, do you think... Sister Manling will make it through?"
"Life and death are predetermined."
Su Yuncheng rubbed Lin Nianhe’s head: "Stop overthinking it."
"It’s just that I feel it’s a pity," Lin Nianhe frowned lightly, "She’s still so young."
...
Guan Manling’s illness this time was more serious than any of her previous bouts.
She’s been sleeping more and more, yet even in her sleep, she often mumbles in pain.
Old Wu bought her some candied haw again, but she couldn’t eat them anymore.
Lin Nianhe hadn’t been up to much recently and almost visited her every day, able to find her awake two out of five times.
Guan Manling seemed to have come to terms with it all, be it pain or parting, she appeared utterly unafraid.
On the Little New Year’s Day, Lin Nianhe bought dumplings from the canteen, planning to take them to the hospital.
Passing by the gatehouse, she happened to run into Uncle Zhang sunbathing outside.
"Uncle Zhang, have you eaten?" Lin Nianhe greeted with a smile.
"I have," Uncle Zhang smiled back, "Going to see your friend at the hospital again?"
"Yes," Lin Nianhe casually responded, "I’ll be off then, you take it easy."
"Sure, go ahead."
Lin Nianhe could never have anticipated that just ten minutes after she left, Sie Yufei, carrying a bunch of bags, returned.
"Yo, Yufei’s back," Uncle Zhang always greeted everyone with a smile and didn’t forget to remind him, "Your big brother is back, take care of yourself."
"Got it, thanks for the reminder."
Sie Yufei was full of vigor; he had a fruitful time in the forest and was in an exceptionally good mood.
He asked, "Uncle, may I ask if Xiao He is at home at the moment?"
He was eager to show Lin Nianhe his victorious spoils and didn’t want to wait a moment longer.
Uncle Zhang pointed outside, "Coincidentally, Miss Lin just left."
"Ah? Where did she go?" Tired from carrying his load, Sie Yufei simply dropped his bags and sat down on a little stool next to Uncle Zhang, deciding to inquire further about his own family.
"To the hospital..."
"This young lady is ill again?"
Sie Yufei sprang to his feet, running out while shouting, "Uncle, please look after my bags for a moment, I’m going to check on her!"
"Hey, hey!" Uncle Zhang also stood up in a hurry, "Why the rush? I haven’t finished speaking. It’s not Miss Lin who’s sick... well, go ahead."
How could Uncle Zhang have predicted the consequences that his words would bring? He clicked his tongue and moved Sie Yufei’s bags inside.
Thanks to Lin Nianhe, Sie Yufei was quite familiar with the hospital.
He rushed over and upon seeing a nurse he asked, "Comrade, do you know where Lin Nianhe is?"
"Ah?" The nurse, blocked by him, was startled, thought for a moment, and shook her head, "I don’t know."
Sie Yufei was about to ask another nurse to check the hospital records when Old Wu, who happened to hear him while returning from getting hot water, asked, "Comrade, you’re looking for Lin Nianhe?"
"Yes!" Sie Yufei was so anxious that he was sweating, "Do you know where she is?"
"Follow me, she’s in my wife’s ward."
Sie Yufei subconsciously assumed that Lin Nianhe was staying in the same room as this man’s wife and frowned.
With her penchant for fussiness, why hadn’t Brother Cheng gotten her a private room?
He was so preoccupied with the thought of getting Lin Nianhe a different room that he completely forgot to ask what was actually wrong with her.
Old Wu thought he was a friend of Lin Nianhe and, seeing him in such a sweat, assumed it was some urgent matter regarding the Lin family he came to address.
He comforted, "Young comrade, don’t worry, it’s not far."
"Thank you, thank you," Sie Yufei was truly grateful, "Lucky to have run into you, otherwise, I would have had to wait quite a while."
"That’s nothing, it’s the least I can do."
Sie Yufei noticed Old Wu’s accent and struck up a conversation out of habit, "Uncle, you’re from the Northeast too? I was sent-down in Hei Province!"
He thought Old Wu, with his white hair, must be over forty.
"That’s quite a coincidence, I used to be in the Great Northern Wilderness Corps."
Sie Yufei immediately felt a connection, his worries somewhat eased, "I just came back from the Forest!"
"Why did you go there? It’s pretty cold out there now..."
"I went there to shoot a film, your place really is no easy living..."
The two chatted as they walked into the ward.
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