Because she was addicted

The best rehabilitation hospital in the port city had a long queue of people waiting to reserve a bed.

In this world, the most stable business is always that of hospitals.

Wen Jia couldn't help but think of Ji Ningyu again. Having a doctor friend at a time like this would really be great.

"The next available bed won't be available for another month. Do you want one?"

The nurse at the window looked impatient and tapped on the table as she watched Wen Jia.

Wen Jia frowned.

Wen Zhao can be transferred to a rehabilitation hospital the day after tomorrow, but the bed here won't be available for another month? What should we do? Should we try other hospitals?

"Do you want it or not?"

The nurses have already started to urge people to leave.

The people in line behind were also shouting, "That's right, if you don't want it, move aside! There are plenty of other people in line behind you! If you don't want it, we have plenty of others who do."

"Yes! Yes!"

Wen Jia quickly answered.

She'll get a number here first, then go to other rehabilitation hospitals to check them out, and then compare them.

With this in mind, she visited several rehabilitation hospitals in the port city.

But the situations are all pretty much the same.

Some are even more outrageous, with appointments already scheduled for three months from now.

"I really don't know how there are so many sick people. Why is it so hard to get a hospital bed?"

She called Wen Lin and said.

"No, it's mainly because these are the best ones. We do have some smaller, less prestigious ones. But we're not comfortable letting Wen Zhao go there."

For the next ten minutes, Wen Lin felt guilty for her poor performance.

"Jiajia, I'm so sorry, I wasted more than half a month of my time."

"Sis, don't say that. It's okay, I'll ask around to see if anyone knows anyone."

Wen Jia flipped through her contacts. In Hong Kong, besides Wen Lin's family, the only other people she knew were her colleagues from the company.

Are we looking for Yang Yang?

If she owes this favor, it will be difficult for her to repay it.

After hesitating for a long time, she ultimately decided not to call Yang Yang.

When she got home in the afternoon, she saw the real estate agent from the next building, dressed in a black suit and white shirt, come out. A plump middle-aged woman, who looked like the landlord, was beaming, her mouth stretched to her ears, and she was speaking loudly.

"...Yes, yes, there's time. The transfer can be completed tomorrow. I'll bring the documents over tomorrow..."

A few words drifted into Wen Jia's ears.

She didn't pay any attention.

The real estate market has been booming in recent years, with countless properties being sold every day.

I went home, cooked dinner, made soup, and then took it to the hospital.

She's usually busy with work, so Wen Lin visits Wen Zhao from Monday to Friday. She can only find some time to see Wen Zhao on Saturdays and Sundays.

Upon entering the ward, Wen Zhao was somewhat surprised to see her.

"Sis, what brings you here?"

Wen Jia saw the boxed lunch he had just eaten in the trash can next to his bed.

"You've already eaten? Where did it come from?"

Wen Zhao choked,

"It's not mine, it belongs to the caregiver. He just ate it and threw it here."

His eyes flickered, and he managed to prop himself up on his elbows.

"Sis, what delicious food did you bring me?"

Wen Jia rocked the bed up and set up a small table to put the food on it.

"These are all your favorite foods, including pork rib and yam soup, which is good for calcium."

"Sister, you're too busy with work, so please don't come over so often. My older sister comes almost every day, and I don't need anything here."

Wen Zhao's hands were still too weak to be fed, so he needed someone to feed him.

But he didn't seem to have a good appetite today. He ate very slowly and it took him a long time to finish his food.

Wen Jia put the lunchbox away.

"I'm fine. Just tell me what you want to eat or buy, don't ask your older sister for anything, okay?"

"What's wrong? Is Big Sister not feeling well?" Wen Zhao burped, her stomach really full.

"It's not that it's impossible, but my older sister doesn't work, and every penny she spends comes from the Zhou family. Don't put her in a difficult position, understand?"

"Okay, I understand."

Wen Jia sat for a while longer, chatting with Wen Zhao, and went to the doctor to inquire about the situation. The hospital was urging her to apply for a rehabilitation transfer.

No sooner had Wen Jia left than a figure crept into the ward.

Pan Mei, looking rather sneaky, sat down beside Wen Zhao's bed.

"I was so scared, she almost caught me."

Wen Zhao gave her a disgruntled look.

"You don't want me anymore, so why are you still looking for me?"

Pan Mei's eyes immediately welled up with tears as she grabbed Wen Zhao's hand and said, "Son, I'm your mother, you're my dear son, how could I possibly abandon you? That day, I was truly terrified. Son, mothers are human too, mothers are afraid of dying."

She lay by Wen Zhao's bedside and sobbed for a long time, telling him how much she missed him and how much she longed for him after they separated.

Wen Zhao's heart softened at her crying.

"You said you felt sorry for me, so why did it take you so long to come find me?"

Pan Mei said, "Silly son, your mother has also suffered a lot. I'm always afraid that Xiao Lin will come looking for me and beat me to death. I've been hiding and dared not come out. It was only recently, when something happened in Haicheng and the situation eased up a bit, that I dared to come out."

This is only a small part.

The real reason is that Pan Mei couldn't bear the huge medical expenses.

Wen Zhao's medical expenses have totaled over 100,000 yuan so far. Wen Zhao doesn't have medical insurance to reimburse her expenses, and there are still ongoing rehabilitation costs. Pan Mei has to pay all of these out of her own pocket, which she finds very difficult to bear.

But right now, Wen Jia has taken on all the responsibility.

Pan Mei was determined to squeeze money out of this daughter; this was a golden opportunity.

"Don't tell your sister I was here, okay? Otherwise she'll beat me to death."

"understood."

After all, the mother and son had been together for twenty years. They hugged each other and cried their hearts out, and the grudges were resolved.

"Mom, did you take all my things with you when you moved?"

Wen Zhao suddenly asked.

"I brought it with me. What do you need? I'll get it for you."

Pan Mei wiped away her tears.

Wen Zhao lowered his voice, "Mom, I have a portable hard drive in my Adidas bag. Could you bring it over for me? It'll be very useful."

"OK."

……

Evening, at the Zhou residence.

When Zhou Jin returned home late at night, he found a white shadow sitting straight on the edge of the bed as soon as he entered the room. He was so startled that he sobered up halfway.

When he turned on the light and saw that it was Wen Lin, he yanked off his tie and threw his coat on the ground, angrily saying:

"You ghost! Sitting there scaring people in the middle of the night instead of sleeping."

Wen Lin walked over and picked up the coat.

"Honey, could you try to pull some strings again about Ah Zhao Rehabilitation Hospital?"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Jin lay down on the bed and said impatiently:

"Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao, it's Ah Zhao again! Is your brother so precious that he insists on staying in such a good rehabilitation hospital? Don't you know that getting things done through connections requires face and money?!"

"Honey, Wenjia and I will pay for it. You just need to help me find some connections. We'll cover the expenses for bribing people. Hospital beds are so scarce right now. Wenjia's waiting list for a number is already a month away. You said you had connections, but more than half a month has passed and there's still no result."

Wen Lin sat on the edge of the bed, speaking softly.

Zhou Jin had been simmering with anger lately due to poor business performance. Wen Lin's words ignited his fury, and he kicked her hard in the stomach.

"What do you mean by that?!"

"Are you saying I'm incompetent? If I were incompetent, would you still be able to live a life of luxury as a stay-at-home wife every day? You, your brother, your mother, your whole family are bloodsuckers! Without me, your whole family would be eating shit!!"