A Young Woman's Heart

"Hey, wait a minute, Wanyan, do you know which ward your mother is in? Don't be in such a hurry. It's ward 406 in the inpatient building. Don't go to the wrong one."

"it is good……"

Standing opposite, Mo Xueyao saw Li Wanyan enter the convenience store, say a few words to Grandma Jin, and then quickly run out, her face full of worry and anxiety.

"Wanyan! What's wrong!"

My mother... is in the hospital!

"Hey? I'll go see her with you!"

"Wait, Xiaoyao, take this fruit basket!" her father shouted from behind.

……

(Fives)

"Thank you for your kindness, but there are many people who need help. You can't possibly provide that much money to every student family that needs assistance. This money can help many more people, and there's no need to waste it on me."

"This money will be lent to you by the school, with an interest rate of one percent. You can choose to pay only the interest each month or pay back both the principal and interest together, as long as you pay it off within twenty years." Mo Kong gently shook his head.

Pan Jiexiang's eyes flickered slightly; after all, who wouldn't want to live?

"Sister Pan, I hope you will think it over carefully. There are indeed many people who need help, but aren't you even more in need of help? And—it's not about how many people you can help, it's about helping as many as you can."

“But if it fails, my daughter will have to pay back the money.”

"Don't worry, we can extend the repayment period." Mo Kong's magnetic voice carried a hint of gentleness. "Besides, the success rate of the surgery is actually very high; it's just that there's a chance of failure."

"Yes, that means that out of a hundred people, less than ten will fail, and the rest will succeed."

Pan Jiexiang turned to the side, seemingly feeling waves of pain in her body once again.

She gritted her teeth: "Okay... thank you."

"Okay, rest assured and we'll go pay the surgery fee right away. We'll tell you the specific cost after everything is over, and we'll bring the bill and the outstanding amount then."

"Thank you, thank you..."

"Get some rest." Mo Kong nodded gently, took Su Yuqing's small hand, and turned to walk towards the door.

They still have a lot to do in this matter.

"Knock knock—ah, Wanyan, shall we go in directly?"

"Splash—"

The door was pushed open abruptly, and Li Wanyan, her hair disheveled, stood at the doorway.

"Mom!" she cried out in a panic, her eyes seemingly brimming with tears.

"Hey, Principal, is that Teacher Su?"

Hello.

"Xiaoyao, tell your friend not to worry, the surgery isn't very difficult."

"Okay...uh." Mo Xueyao tilted her head and looked inside, only to see Li Wanyan already throwing herself onto her mother and hugging her tightly.

……

Chapter 201 Minor Surgery

(One)

Li Wanyan did not return home all night.

Mo Xueyao was a little worried about her; she had slept in the fruit shop.

She hadn't slept in this hard, small bed for a long time, so much so that she was woken up from her not-so-pleasant dream at five in the morning because of back pain from lying down.

The room was not spacious enough, and the small ventilation window seemed unable to dispel the slightly stale air.

The sugar cube lay at her feet, and perhaps because it was rare for anyone to stay at the fruit shop today, it was being rather clingy.

Of course, that overweight, obese body made her feet go numb...

"Uh... um..." She struggled to get out of bed with some difficulty.

The sky outside the window was a deep blue with a grayish tinge.

The sun seemed to have risen, but not a sliver of it was visible; only a faint light shone from below the horizon into the sky.

The gradually warming weather made her feel warm even when she got up at five o'clock. She quickly put on the school uniform that she had left on her bedside yesterday, pushed open the door and walked out of the small room of the fruit shop.

The roller shutter door was locked. She opened the cash register, found the spare key to the roller shutter door, and after turning the keyhole somewhat clumsily, she slowly pulled up the roller shutter door with some effort.

She nimbly slipped through without fully opening the door, stood outside the fruit shop, and then slammed it shut again.

After locking it, Mo Xueyao put the spare key into her pocket, glanced left and right at the long slope, and saw that there were no cars on the road, only early-rising sanitation workers sweeping the ground with their big brooms.

This city, seemingly both bright and dim, exudes a captivating charm.

From afar, you can see plumes of steam rising up; those must be breakfast shops that have just opened.

Mo Xueyao hesitated for a moment before heading towards the hospital, then turned around and walked towards a breakfast shop at the bottom of the slope.

The owner and his wife were busy in the shop, and steam was billowing out in waves, making it feel as hot as a sauna.

In winter, Mo Xueyao quite likes to stand in front of such breakfast shops for a while longer.

"Boss, is anything ready?"

"Everything is ready, except for the pan-fried dumplings and buns. What would you like to order?"

“Hmm—” Mo Xueyao looked up at the simple menu posted on the wall and put her index finger to her soft lips. “Then let’s have two meat buns, two tofu buns, two red bean buns, two shumai and a serving of xiaolongbao, um, two tea eggs and three bags of soy milk.

"Okay, that's seven dollars and ninety cents in total."

"I have some change, wait a minute—" Mo Xueyao touched her coin purse and took out the various one-cent coins she had received as change. Of course, she wouldn't let go of the opportunity to spend them.

……

(two)

Mo Xueyao walked into the Zhejiang Cancer Hospital, which is located at the highest point of this uphill slope.

Although it was still early, I could already feel the busyness of the nurses and doctors. People walked by every now and then, and there seemed to be a faint aroma of food coming from the hospital cafeteria.

She entered the inpatient building based on her memory, and instead of taking the elevator, she carried her breakfast up the stairs by herself.

As she climbed the stairs, one step after another, Mo Xueyao's heart inexplicably tightened. Upon reaching her floor, she would have to walk through a long corridor.

The nurses sitting at the nurses' station were yawning, probably because it was almost time for their shift to end. Their eyes were clearly sleepy, and even as Mo Xueyao walked past them, her eyes remained unfocused and unfocused.

Mo Xueyao, carrying the snacks, took a deep breath and gently turned the doorknob.

This is a simple three-person ward. By the window lies an elderly man who has been connected to various tubes since yesterday. Next to him, a machine is drawing undulating curves with simple lines and occasionally makes a 'beep' sound.

The middle bed is empty. The patient just passed away yesterday, and the bed has just been cleaned. But it's hard not to feel that getting close to it will leave you with a sense of death.

Pan Jiexiang lay on the bed closest to the door.

In the quiet ward, she was sleeping with her head tilted to the side, and Li Wanyan was lying on top of her, like a little squirrel nestled in its mother's arms.

Pan Jiexiang was not a deep sleeper, and when she heard the door being pushed open, she slowly opened her eyes.

Mo Xueyao placed the breakfast on the bedside table, looked up, and saw her smiling at her.

"Good morning, Aunt Jiexiang, how are you feeling?"

"Much better." She smiled wearily, pursing her lips. "Thank you for bringing breakfast, and so early at that."

"It's nothing, I just couldn't sleep either." Mo Xueyao looked down at Li Wanyan, whose hair was a little messy. "Wanyan, did you just lie here all night like this?"

"Yeah, I told her to go back to sleep, but she just wouldn't."

“Wanyan is just that stubborn,” Mo Xueyao said, seemingly unsurprised.

Sleeping face down like that obviously makes it impossible to get a good night's sleep.

The two people's voices also woke Li Wanyan from her light sleep.

She looked up, her arms feeling numb and almost numb, unable to lift them, stiff like a rusty machine.

"Wanyan, do you want to go back and sleep a little longer?"

She looked at Mo Xueyao and silently shook her head.

"Oh, are you hungry? I bought breakfast, it's still warm, eat it while it's hot?"

"I'm not hungry, where's Mom?"

"You have surgery today, so you can't eat anything."

"Hmm..." For the first time, Li Wanyan looked at Mo Xueyao with such a bewildered and helpless expression.

"Are you thirsty? We have soy milk."

"Um... I'll go wash up first..." She had just stood up from the chair when her legs gave way and she fell back onto the chair.

Mo Xueyao reached out her hand, and Yi took her hand, slowly standing up again.

The girl, who was slightly taller than her, was hunched over, her long, disheveled hair unintentionally scratching Yi's cheek.

"Is everything alright?"

"It's nothing..." Li Wanyan turned the doorknob and walked out, her steps unsteady as if she were drunk.

……

(three)

The room fell silent again, leaving only Pan Jiexiang and Mo Xueyao.

"Yaoyao," Pan Jiexiang sat up a little, "could you help me rock the bed a bit?"

"Uh, where is it?"

"Here, just shake the one on top."

"Okay...is that alright?"

"Okay, that's settled then, thank you."