Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1914 - 1915: Female Intellectual Youth Passerby 57

Chapter 1914: Chapter 1915: Female Intellectual Youth Passerby 57

"Little Yu, Xiao Jie, get up quickly, your dad is sick." In the middle of the night, Yao Ying frantically knocked on the children’s door.

The sound of Yao Ying knocking was quite loud, not only waking up the two kids but also the neighbors around.

Zhang Yu and Zhang Jie quickly got up, then after briefly tidying up, they prepared to head to the hospital.

Zhang Yu glanced down at the flushed face of Zhang Wei. He really went hard on himself, she thought, as she touched his forehead—high fever.

Zhang Jie, initially not too worried upon hearing Yao Ying’s knocking, thought this was something they had discussed before.

But who could tell him, wasn’t it just supposed to be a high fever? How could it end up with him being unconscious? What was going on?

Zhang Jie’s face turned pale. Zhang Yu glanced at Zhang Jie; it was quite fitting, perfect and natural, "Hey, Xiao Jie, you head downstairs to get the cart."

Zhang Jie hastily agreed and took two steps, "Sis, Dad is already unconscious. If I push the cart, can Dad sit steady?"

Right, he was already unconscious and obviously couldn’t sit in the back. After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yu figured the best solution was to borrow a cart or a tricycle.

"Yes, yes, we need to borrow a cart." Yao Ying quickly realized, "Xiao Jie, go borrow a cart from Uncle Li on the first floor."

Zhang Jie nodded, quickly opened the door, and was ready to go downstairs to borrow the cart, only to see Old Li already standing at the door, "Accountant Yao, is Mr. Zhang feeling unwell?"

Yao Ying replied, "Yes, yes, Old Zhang hasn’t been feeling well for the past couple of days, coughing every now and then. We thought it wasn’t a big issue, but who could have expected..."

"Now he’s burning with a fever, and he’s unconscious." As Yao Ying spoke, her voice began to choke with tears.

The commotion from Yao Ying waking up the two kids wasn’t unheard by the neighbors; they knew the situation was serious but didn’t expect it to be this dire, with a fever so severe that he was unconscious.

Everyone pitched in to move Zhang Wei onto the cart.

"I’ll do it." Zhang Yu looked around and decided that Zhang Jie’s skinny arms and legs were in no condition to transport Zhang Wei to the hospital.

The best solution was obviously for her to step up, as Zhang Yu was just about to start pushing the cart.

Old Li directly pushed the cart and headed toward the hospital, "Let me do it."

Zhang Yu thought it was good; having someone help get Zhang Wei to the hospital would save a lot of effort, and she could thank them later in person.

As for what gift to give as thanks, she could ask Yao Ying about it later.

Zhang Yu originally thought it was enough that everyone knew Zhang Wei was sick. There was no need for them to follow to the hospital, after all, wasn’t it cozy to stay in bed during the cold winter months?

Besides, tomorrow wasn’t a day off; it was a workday. More importantly, it was just work, not some major event.

But unexpectedly, someone did follow them to the hospital, which surprised Zhang Yu a lot.

What was going on? Did Zhang Wei have such good relations with people that they were willing to help out?

Zhang Yu wondered if the person following them had good intentions, but it turned out they really were just accompanying them to the hospital.

Yes, just accompanying them to the hospital; they didn’t do anything else like help with registration, and once Zhang Wei went in for emergency treatment, they just left.

On the other hand, Old Li was running back and forth, genuinely helping in every way possible.

Uncle Li stayed until Zhang Wei came out of the emergency room before he left, and by then, it was already dawn.

Yao Ying looked at Zhang Jie, "Xiao Jie, go back, tidy up and then head to work."

"You should also drop by the neighborhood committee to ask for a day off." Given Zhang Wei’s situation, leaving Zhang Yu alone wasn’t a good idea; it would be better if she took time off.

As for Zhang Jie, Yao Ying knew how busy the finance department was at the end of the year, so it was better for him to go back to work, "Oh, and don’t forget to ask for advice for your dad."

After a pause, "Never mind, I’ll go ask the doctor about the situation."

Yao Ying took Zhang Yu to the doctor’s office. Before she could even ask about Zhang Wei’s condition, the doctor bluntly dropped a bomb, "The patient’s condition is not very good."

"Besides the high fever, there are issues with many parts of his body," the doctor pointed out, "Of course, right now they’re all minor issues and don’t seem serious, but they shouldn’t be taken lightly. After all, small illnesses, if untreated, can turn into major problems."

The doctor could only offer some advice; as for what to do next, it was up to the patient.

Yao Ying was dumbfounded. She knew the man was sick, quite seriously so, but thought it was just issues with the lungs and trachea, which were old problems.

But who could have thought, not realizing the severity until he was hospitalized. The problems were not ordinary—it wasn’t just the lungs that had issues, but also the heart, kidneys, and liver.

As for the stomach, that was an old problem; at first, Yao Ying didn’t take it seriously, but who would have thought.

The doctor adjusted his glasses, "The stomach issues are very severe." He rattled off a slew of technical terms, "In short, it needs to be treated well; if it deteriorates further, it could become cancer."

What? Zhang Yu knew Zhang Wei’s stomach wasn’t in great shape, but how did it deteriorate to this extent so quickly that it was on the verge of cancer? Shouldn’t a gastrointestinal endoscopy be needed to figure that out?

Zhang Yu only remembered that an X-ray was done on him. Is an X-ray machine that powerful? She really didn’t know about these things; overall, she was genuinely confused and didn’t understand anything.

"The results from the X-ray aren’t that effective." The doctor took out an image to discuss with Yao Ying.

Zhang Yu looked at the image of the stomach, goodness, the situation was really not good, but it seemed more like a case of erosion rather than outright cancer.

"Here, there’s a mass that I pressed earlier." The doctor explained the reason for the body’s X-ray and why he was unconsciously conducted.

A mass? Yao Ying’s expression immediately became unpleasant. A mass in the body indicated an internal discomfort.

"The mass may not necessarily be malignant." Seeing Yao Ying’s stunned expression, Zhang Yu knew they couldn’t rely on her right now. As the eldest daughter of the family, she had to take charge.

"Right, so my suggestion is surgery, followed by testing." The doctor proposed, "Ultimately, what you decide is up to you."

"Because it could very well be benign." This decision was left to the family.

"Okay." After thanking the doctor multiple times, Zhang Yu helped Yao Ying out of the doctor’s office.

Zhang Jie saw that Yao Ying needed Zhang Yu’s support to walk, and his body swayed, "What’s going on." Zhang Jie signaled to Zhang Yu with his eyes.

They had been fine just a moment ago; how did it change in the blink of an eye? The young man genuinely didn’t understand what was happening.