The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

Fu Hua walked over and sat down next to her.

Put the bag in your hand on the ground.

It contained towels, a washbasin, a thermos, and a few other odds and ends that might be needed during hospitalization.

Cai Xiaoyan did not look up.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Hua gently comforted her, "Didn't the doctor say Auntie is fine?"

Cai Xiaoyan's shoulders twitched.

After a few seconds of silence, she looked up.

Her eyes were red, and there were still tear stains on her face.

"The attending physician just spoke with me."

Her voice was hoarse, "They said my mother's illness requires a month of hospitalization, and the costs..."

She couldn't continue; she still hadn't secured tomorrow's rent.

Where is she going to get the money for a hospital fee of one yuan a day?

If they don't do business, where will they get the money to be hospitalized?

She lowered her head, and tears fell to the ground in a steady stream.

Fu Hua frowned slightly. Another speck of dust from the era, so insignificant and insignificant…

"What about your other family members?"

Fu Hua asked,

Cai Xiaoyan covered her face, her shoulders heaving, crying so hard she couldn't breathe.

After a while, she finally raised her head and wiped her face haphazardly with the back of her hand.

"My family is from a small village in the north."

Her voice was broken, "That man... he beats people when he drinks, he beats my mother, he beats me, he's been beating me since I was a child. I hate him to the core, I hate him to the core. I would rather die than go back to him."

Fu Hua looked at her.

"He also wants to marry me off to a bachelor in the village who is over forty years old."

Cai Xiaoyan clenched her fingers. "My mother wouldn't allow it, so he beat her, beat her to death."

She sniffed.

"My mother had no choice. It was me who, with a heavy heart, took her and ran away. We borrowed money from relatives and fled to Beijing, hoping to hide, but we never expected..."

She lowered her head again, and tears fell.

Fu Hua looked at her without saying a word.

The corridor was quiet, with the occasional sound of a nurse pushing a cart past, her footsteps soft.

Fu Hua reached out, tore off a tissue from the bag, and handed it over.

Cai Xiaoyan took it, drew a card, and wiped her face.

"Comrade Fu Hua,"

She looked up at her, her eyes blurry with tears.

"Tell me, am I particularly useless?"

Fu Hua shook her head: "You are very brave."

"But……"

Cai Xiaoyan's voice choked with emotion: "If I hadn't brought her out, she probably wouldn't have gotten sick. She's had such a hard time with me."

"I shouldn't have brought her out. It's my fault. My mother is sick, and there's nothing I can do."

Fu Hua gently patted her arm: "It's not your fault. People eat grains and vegetables, so it's normal to get sick. Your mother's illness isn't due to years of hard work."

Cai Xiaoyan was stunned for a moment.

"Medical expenses,"

Fu Hua took out her wallet. "I'll cover for you first."

Cai Xiaoyan suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"What?"

"Take the hospital fees and medical expenses from me first."

Fu Hua said, "You can pay me back when you have the money later."

Cai Xiaoyan opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

"besides,"

Fu Hua continued, "I can help you and your daughter get your household registration. Once you're registered, you won't have to hide anymore."

Cai Xiaoyan looked at her, her eyes reddening again.

"Comrade Fu Hua,"

Her voice trembled, filled with confusion and bewilderment: "Why are you helping me like this?"

They had only met three times in total.

Fu Hua lowered her head in deep thought.

Cai Xiaoyan clenched the tissue in her hand and stared at her.

"We've only met a few times, we're complete strangers. You helped my mom, lent me money, and even helped us register our residency... Why?"

She paused, then said, "Even if you want me to work in the store, you don't need to do this."

Beijing is teeming with talent; you can find plenty of people willing to go to a place as good as Huaning Textile.

Fu Hua's eyes flickered slightly, and after a few seconds, she spoke.

"I don't know either."

Cai Xiaoyan was stunned.

Fu Hua thought for a moment, and it was probably because... seeing such a mother-daughter bond,

It's normal to feel the world.

This is great!

She had never experienced the bond between mother and daughter.

Therefore, when I see others have it, I am willing to cherish it.

The corridor lights shone on the two people, casting long shadows.

The hushed voices from the nurses' station were unusually clear.

The instruments occasionally chimed, with a series of ticking sounds.

Cai Xiaoyan lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, blurring the cement floor with moisture.

This time, it wasn't tears, it was joy.

I'm so happy I don't know how to express it.

What has she done to deserve such a benefactor?!

Fu Hua stood up and patted her on the shoulder.

"Don't overthink it, just take care of your mom first."

Fu Hua handed the bag in her hand to Cai Xiaoyan.

"Everything you need for hospitalization is here: towels, washbasins, thermos flasks. Just tell me if you need anything else."

Cai Xiaoyan took it, held it in her arms, and kept her head down without saying a word.

After a while, she looked up.

"Comrade Fu Hua, I promise you."

Fu Hua looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

"I'll work at your shop."

Cai Xiaoyan's voice was more composed than before, "I will return your money, not a penny less."

Fu Hua nodded.

"No rush, you take care of Auntie first, we'll talk about it after she's discharged from the hospital."

She turned and walked out.

"I'll come see Auntie again tomorrow."

Cai Xiaoyan, holding the bag, sat on the chair and watched Fu Hua's back disappear at the end of the corridor.

She lowered her head, tears falling onto the back of her hand.

Heaven has been kind to her.

For her, the most important person in her life is her mother.

If it weren't for her mother, she would have been given away or beaten to death long ago, and she wouldn't be alive now.

She already owes this debt of gratitude, no matter what.

……

As Fu Hua left the hospital, a cold wind hit her face, and she pulled her coat tighter around herself.

"Comrade Fu Hua."

Someone called her from the side.

She turned her head and saw a person standing by the steps.

He took off his white lab coat and put on a gray woolen overcoat.

He was tall and slender, the streetlights illuminating his face, revealing a smiling, gentlemanly and gentle demeanor.

Cheng Yue?

"Would you mind chatting for a bit?"

He walked over, a smile on his lips.

Fu Hua's eyes flickered slightly, and she declined, "I'm sorry, I have something to do."

Cheng Yue smiled and followed, walking beside her.

"Let's talk as we walk."

He glanced into the distance. "There's still some distance to the bus stop. Let's talk about the patient from earlier."

"Haven't we already spoken to the family?"

Cheng Yue remained unchanged: "You're the one who performed emergency care on the patient, so it's also necessary for you to understand the situation."

Fu Hua glanced at him but did not refuse.

Cheng Yue's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"I later spoke with the attending physician about Cai Xiaoyan's mother's condition."

As he walked, he said, "The brain was not receiving enough blood due to acute hypertension. Fortunately, I was taken to the hospital in time and received timely treatment."

I will be hospitalized for another two weeks, mainly to control my blood pressure, regulate my body, and prevent a relapse.

Fu Hua nodded.

It was pretty much what she thought.

"Regarding nursing care,"

Cheng Yue continued, "Make sure she stays calm and doesn't get agitated or overworked."

The diet should be low in salt and oil, with plenty of fruits and vegetables. Even after discharge, long-term medication and regular check-ups are necessary.

"Thanks."

Fu Hua said.

"You're welcome, it's what I should do."

Cheng Yue turned to look at her. "By the way, those first aid techniques you used just now were really professional. You really didn't study medicine?"

"no."

Fu Hua glanced at the person beside her, somewhat impatient.

Has he finished speaking?