Witty Wife, Better Life
Chapter 245 - 235: It’s Not Good in the City either

Chapter 245: Chapter 235: It’s Not Good in the City either

As evening descended, another patient was admitted to the ward, a little girl of just three years old, skinny as a skeleton, with eyes tightly shut, uncertain if she was asleep or unconscious.

Oh, even though this ward is marked for gynecology and obstetrics, due to the strain on medical resources, sometimes children are also taken in.

The young nurse had just settled the little girl when she urged the woman following behind to go and pay for the hospital admission procedures.

The woman suddenly collapsed to her knees in front of the nurse, "Sister, I beg you, please let my Chunya stay first, my husband is still at work, but as soon as he gets here, I promise he’ll pay the bill."

The nurse, probably used to seeing this kind of situation, didn’t change her expression at all and stepped aside, saying, "Don’t talk to me about this, even if I say you don’t have to pay, it won’t work, you should go and talk to the doctor." Every day the hospital sees people who can’t afford medical care begging for help, but what capacity does the hospital have, and what can she personally do to help every pleading individual?

"You better hurry up and arrange the admission procedures. Your daughter just came through a resuscitation and is still unconscious. We need to get the IV started right away, and if her condition changes afterward, we’re not responsible."

Upon hearing this, the woman collapsed to the floor, her face, not yet dry, was once again covered in tears, "My Chunya, my Chunya, why is your life so hard, it’s all mom’s fault, all mom’s fault."

"Now is not the time to blame anyone. You must hurry up and find a way," the young nurse, unable to bear it, said before leaving, "Didn’t you say your man works at the lumberyard? He must have a work ID, and if you really can’t come up with the money, you can leave the work ID with the hospital for now. When you leave, the hospital will use it to get the money from your employer, but you will still have to pay in the end." The money would be advanced by the company, and then each month a portion would be deducted until the debt is cleared. This method is often used in this era filled with poor people, but it’s usually only for those with a job, someone like Shen Yunfang seeking credit, wouldn’t be allowed.

The woman on the floor, after a moment of stunned realization, seemed to grasp a lifeline, struggled up from the ground, muttering, "I will go home, I will get it, there is hope for my Chunya."

Shen Yunfang and Dashuan’s wife watched as she got up from the ground, babbling, without even a glance at her child on the bed, and headed for the door of the ward, only to stop nervously at the entrance and turn to look back at the two women.

The two women also moved back nervously, but since they were on the hospital beds, there was nowhere to retreat.

Then they saw the woman quickly approach Dashuan’s wife and collapse to her knees again.

"Hey! Hey? What are you doing, young lady, what’s this all about?" Dashuan’s wife did not expect the woman to come over and kneel to her, and that she would kneel without a moment’s notice, startling her so much she sprang up from the bed and retreated far away.

"Big sister, I just want to ask if you could look after my child for a bit. I need to go home and figure something out, I have to plead with the hospital, save my Chunya," the woman kneeling on the ground sobbed, tears and snot flowing freely.

Hearing her request, Shen Yunfang and Dashuan’s wife relaxed inwardly, relieved that it wasn’t anything serious. It was just a matter of watching the child for a while, something they could help with.

"Oh my, it’s nothing major, go ahead, I’ll watch her for a bit," Dashuan’s wife, not a cold-hearted person, agreed to the simple request to look after the child for a while. There was no reason to refuse, and certainly no need for such a grand gesture.

The woman on the floor, hearing the agreement from Dashuan’s wife, finally got up and started walking out of the ward, looking back with every step she took.

Dashuan’s wife, seeing that the visitors had left, truly gone, finally stood up to check on the child in the neighboring bed. Noticing that the child still had her eyes closed, she didn’t dare touch her, and turned to sit on the stool beside the bed with a face full of sorrow.

"Oh, everyone says how great the city is, how great the city is, but look at this child, healthy one minute and starved to such a state the next. I think the countryside might even be better." While the village may not have much money, at least there’s some grain to go around every year, not enough for a family to fill their stomachs, but there’s always a bowl of thin porridge to be had.

"I think the city has its advantages, and the countryside has its own," Yunfang said, sitting sideways on the bed and sighing softly as she watched the little girl’s profile.

The two women delved into a conversation about whether the city or the countryside was better, and during this, a nurse came and started an IV drip for the child. It was unclear if this was a decision by the hospital or a personal initiative taken by the nurse.

Ah, no matter how harsh people may speak, there are still very few who can bear to watch a child risk death due to a lack of money for treatment.

They also learned from the young nurse the reason for the little girl’s coma: severe malnutrition and, moreover, she had ingested something harmful that led to poisoning.

She had just had her stomach pumped, but further treatment was necessary before she could be completely out of danger.

"Dawei, Chunya is still in the hospital and hasn’t been revived. Please, have pity on her and give her some money for treatment," the child’s mother begged, collapsing to the floor in tears.

Originally, she had planned to sneakily take her husband’s work ID to the hospital to use as collateral, but when she returned home, she found her husband already there, glaring at her with wide eyes, questioning why she hadn’t stayed put at home. Frightened, she told him everything about what had happened that day and that their daughter was still in the hospital.

After listening, the man fell silent, but he did not give her any money.

"Dawei, Chunya is our own dear daughter, the flesh of my flesh. I can’t just watch her die. Tell you what, I’ll take your work ID to the hospital as collateral. They said that could save Chunya," the woman pleaded through her tears.

The man sat on the stool, letting the woman cling to his thigh, without speaking a word or making any other gesture.

Having lived with the man for many years, the woman knew well what he meant, and she collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

"Please save my Chunya! I beg you! I’ve worked like an ox and a horse for your Liu family for so many years..."

Hearing her say this, the man grabbed a handful of her hair and said, "My mother sent a letter yesterday, I haven’t mentioned it to you yet..."

Upon hearing this, the woman burst into a wail, her faint glimmer of hope shattered. If her mother-in-law was writing to ask for money, and there was any to spare, she knew her husband would certainly prioritize his mother’s demand. She was aware that her husband had a reputation for filial piety. There was no chance of getting his work ID, and his salary would have to be saved to send to his mother, with no chance of wastefulness.

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