Xu Weiran had gone out to buy supplies this ti, and a group of parents hoped to lend support to these two teachers, so they followed along. However, unexpectedly, a mudslide occurred on the way back.
The girl wearing a fisherman’s hat slightly raised her head, looking towards the front hospital room, and slowly said,
"The situation does not look optimistic, the car accident caused severe damage to his left leg, and there might be a need for amputation."
As she spoke, she added, "The doctor has given two options, either an eighty thousand yuan surgery to try and save his leg, or else wait for amputation."
This was indeed a very real problem; life often is like this, full of hardships and trials.
"What..."
The girl hadn’t expected the situation to be so serious. Amputation for him would be a disaster as he was the main support of this family, possibly ruining it entirely.
Because in the village, many relied on physical labor as their work.
But eighty thousand...
Xu Weiran muttered sothing under her breath, clearly very upset.
Although she had escaped a mudslide, it didn’t an she had nothing to worry about. On the contrary, she was responsible for many things.
And the biggest problem was indeed the eighty thousand yuan. She herself was a poor student, here to teach without much salary—where was she to find that kind of money?
She took a deep breath, her hands unconsciously clenching.
As both fell into silence, Xu Weiran suddenly glanced at the next room’s door, then looking at her, asked, "What are you doing visiting that room?"
Inside was soone she barely knew.
t twice, saved twice.
The mont she asked, the girl paused, then with a flicker in her eyes, suddenly stamred, "There’s a man in that room who ca with you, right? I just wanted to see if he had woken up."
Her stamring, guarded response virtually gave everything away.
Indeed, to say she developed feelings for that man under these circumstances would still be inappropriate.
Her student’s father was still lying in the hospital, waiting for surgery.
Xu Weiran pursed her lips lightly, knowing her thoughts but not saying much, only asking calmly, "So, has he woken up?"
The girl nodded repeatedly, "He has woken up, but his injuries are quite severe."
Xu Weiran: "..."
That was normal, given the doctor said he had a fractured arm and a moderate concussion. He needed to rest well.
Just as she was about to walk over, she suddenly heard her companion say, "Hey, Weiran, wait, you better not go now, he just fell asleep when I ca out."
She cautioned with a worried expression.
Xu Weiran looked at her hand gripping her own wrist: "..."
A strange sensation suddenly erged within her, her eyes darkened further, and her mood beca more irritable.
This man was saved by her; if he was sleeping, then he was sleeping—what was wrong with her going in to see him?
But this discouraged her from going in, and she decided to leave him alone.
...
In the evening, Cheng Dongyuan woke up again, and this ti, he began to try walking around. His arm was fractured, but as long as it healed well, it was okay, the rest didn’t matter much.
He opened the door of the hospital room and walked out.
Upon opening the door, he saw a doctor in a white coat and mask handing a form to a woman while speaking sothing.
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