On the night the Shanghai socialite accompanied the military officer, he broke his vow.

Chapter 105 Someone paid for you

"How could this happen? How could this happen?"

How could the child he and his wife had been waiting for for ten months be a tumor?
Old Wang looked as if he had been struck by a heavy blow; his eyes were glazed over, and he kept muttering "impossible."

Wang Zhaodi finally understood why Zhao Chunhua was so emotional.

Not only Zhao Chunhua and Old Man Wang couldn't accept it, but she couldn't accept it either.

"Doctor, could it be a misdiagnosis? My mother's belly is clearly growing bigger every day, just like when she was pregnant. She also felt nauseous and wanted to vomit in the first few months, and her symptoms were exactly the same as when she was pregnant. How could it be a tumor?"

Wang Zhaodi asked the question that had been bothering her, looking flustered.

"The diagnostic equipment doesn't lie; she does indeed have a tumor in her abdomen. As the tumor grows larger, the patient's life will be in danger. The most urgent task right now is to determine whether the tumor is malignant or benign."

“I know you can’t accept it right now, but it’s already a stroke of luck that the patient is safe and sound in the hospital after the tumor has been in the body for so long. Please discuss it again. If you agree, we can proceed with the next step of the examination now.”

Song Jinyue told Wang Zhaodi about Zhao Chunhua's situation truthfully, giving the family time to consider it.

“Nonsense, you’re all talking nonsense. I don’t have any tumor. Zhao Di, her father, let’s go home now. My stomach will stop hurting after a couple of days of rest. Let’s not stay here for treatment.”

Zhao Chunhua was about to leave the hospital when she finished speaking.

Wang Zhaodi grabbed her arm. "Mom, don't rush off. The doctor said your condition is very dangerous. Let's listen to the doctor and get the necessary checkups and treatments."

"What illness do you need treatment for? I'm not sick! Let's go!"

Zhao Chunhua insisted on leaving, at which point the distraught old man Wang came to his senses.

He walked up to Zhao Chunhua and took her arm. "Chunhua, listen to me, let's have the doctor check whether the tumor is good or bad."

Old Wang's family makes a living by farming. They don't have much savings, and they usually have to bear minor illnesses and injuries on their own, afraid of spending money.

For them, serious illnesses like cancer are like adding insult to injury to an already impoverished family.

But after learning that Zhao Chunhua had a tumor in her abdomen, Old Man Wang and Wang Zhaodi never considered giving up on treatment.

Whether they have to sell their possessions or tighten their belts, they are willing to try anything as long as there is a glimmer of hope.

Looking at her husband and daughter who were so devoted to her, Zhao Chunhua could no longer hold back.

"Waaaaah, how could it be a tumor? I, Zhao Chunhua, have never done anything wrong in my life, why would this disease appear on me?"

Zhao Chunhua leaned against the wall and burst into tears.

She had already believed Song Jinyue when she said that the thing in her stomach was a tumor, but she just didn't want to accept the fact.

She has given birth to five daughters and knows what it feels like when a baby is about to be born.

But yesterday, apart from severe abdominal pain, she felt nothing else, and her water didn't break.

She didn't believe the village doctor when he said she wasn't pregnant at all, thinking that pulse diagnosis could be wrong. But now that she's at a big hospital, the doctor has used instruments to examine her body.

The result was the same.

The evidence is irrefutable; even if she doesn't want to accept it, there's no way to change the fact that she wasn't pregnant at all.

"Mother, don't cry."

Wang Zhaodi, with red eyes, patted Zhao Chunhua on the back.

The whole family wept uncontrollably.

Zhao Chunhua wiped away her tears, looked at Old Man Wang and then at Wang Zhaodi, and choked out a sob.

"My dear wife, Zhao Di, let's go home. I don't want to continue treatment. I'm old and don't have many years left to live. Let's not waste any more money, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhaodi retorted with a look of disapproval, "Mother, how can that be? We came to the hospital to get treatment. Listen to me, go to the ward and let the doctor give you a thorough examination."

"Don't worry, I'll figure out the money. We also have Lai Di and Pan Di. If the five of us sisters chip in, we'll be able to cover the medical expenses." Old Wang nodded in agreement. "You need treatment, you need treatment! What will I do if anything happens to you?"

He started crying again as he spoke.

The elderly couple have been living together since they were sixteen, and have been together for fifty years, having long regarded each other as an indispensable part of their lives.

The thought that his wife would pass away before him made Old Wang feel a sharp pain in his heart.

Song Jinyue, Director Zhang, and others were also moved to tears by the sincere and profound affection between them.

With the insistence of Old Man Wang and Wang Zhaodi, Zhao Chunhua finally agreed to proceed with the next step of the examination.

"Please rest assured, we will do our best to treat the patient."

Before going to the inspection office, Director Zhang made a promise to Old Man Wang and his daughter Wang Zhaodi.

"Doctor, please. No matter the cost, we'll do anything to cure my husband's illness."

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As the tumor continued to grow, Zhao Chunhua's abdomen became as large as a basin, but fortunately, the examination results showed that the tumor was benign.

As long as the tumor is surgically removed, it will not have a significant impact on future life.

In those days of limited medical care, the initial examination alone took two weeks, and the process from surgical sampling to pathological diagnosis took another two weeks.

Waiting for the results is often the most anxious part. During this month, Old Man Wang and his five sisters, including Wang Zhaodi, came to the hospital several times just to ask about the results.

During this period, whenever they had time, the sisters would go to Zhao Chunhua's home to take care of her, talk to her, and comfort her. A month later, when Zhao Chunhua came to the hospital again, she had changed from being resistant at the beginning to facing it calmly.

A patient's mood also has a significant impact on their physical condition.

After the diagnosis results came out, Song Jinyue and the two directors planned the surgical procedure together and performed the surgery on Zhao Chunhua as quickly as possible.

As Old Man Wang and his sisters waited anxiously, the operating room door opened, and a doctor came out.

"The patient's surgery went very smoothly, and he will be discharged in a few days."

The doctor's words were like heavenly music.

Old Man Wang and his sisters, including Wang Zhaodi, felt an immediate sense of relief and were moved to tears.

"Thank you, doctor! Thank you, doctor!"

The doctor smiled and said, "Don't be shy. Please sit down and rest for a bit. I'll call you when it's time to go in and visit the patient."

After reassuring Old Man Wang and Wang Zhaodi, the doctor returned to the operating room.

Old Wang leaned against the wall and slowly squatted down, finally releasing the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for so long.

Wang Zhaodi wiped away her tears. "Laidi, you stay here with Dad. I'll go pay the rest of the money."

The total cost, including surgery, medication, and hospitalization, is 120 yuan.

Old Wang took out all his savings, and Wang Zhaodi and her five sisters also chipped in, raising a total of ninety yuan. Zhao Chunhua paid part of it before being hospitalized.

The remaining thirty dollars were raised by Wang Zhaodi and her family by borrowing from the entire village.

"Doctor, my mother is Zhao Chunhua. We didn't pay the full amount for her medical expenses a few days ago, so I'm here to pay the remaining thirty."

As she spoke, Wang Zhaodi took out money wrapped in layers of plastic bags from her pocket and handed it to the doctor in charge of collecting payments.

"You're Zhao Chunhua's family, right? Someone has already paid the rest of the money for you."

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