The Beloved and Pampered Girl

Chapter 1856: Chapter 1856: Head Straight to the Doctor’s Office

After finally escaping from the clutches of the older man, it was already past ten in the morning. Jian Dan quickly tidied up and rushed to the hospital without even having breakfast.

"Little Lu." As soon as she arrived at the hospital lobby, she saw Cheng Lu.

"Jian Dan, why are you here?" Cheng Lu quickly put away the sorrowful expression she had just shown.

"I came to see how you guys were doing. Are you okay?" Jian Dan pointed to the medical bills that Cheng Lu had just hidden behind her and asked.

"I’m fine! Really fine!" Cheng Lu hid her hand further behind her, with a smile barely visible on her lips as she spoke.

"Really fine? Then let me see the bill behind you." Jian Dan stretched out a hand towards Cheng Lu.

"Really, nothing’s wrong. I need to take care of Lin Kun," she said, turning to leave.

With quick eyes and hands, Jian Dan snatched the bill from Cheng Lu’s hand. After taking a glance, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Jian Dan, what are you doing? Give it back to me," Cheng Lu reached out, trying to grab back the bill Jian Dan had taken.

"Cheng Lu, it’s important to have pride, but can’t you see the severity of the situation? Your mother is already in such a critical condition, and you’re still holding on?"

As Jian Dan spoke, Cheng Lu could no longer hold back her tears, "But what can I do? I work four jobs every day, yet I still can’t even cover my mom’s medical bills, let alone the surgery costs. I’ve tried every way I could think of, but it’s just too much. No matter how I try to scrape it together, it’s not enough." Cheng Lu, who had always been so cold, was now crying like a tearful doll.

"So yesterday you thought of..."

"I really have no other way. If my mom doesn’t have the surgery soon, she won’t make it. She’s my only family; I can’t lose her!" Cheng Lu said as she crouched down, burying her face in her hands.

"So that boy went to fight in illegal matches to gather surgery money for you, right?"

Cheng Lu nodded while crying, the guilt in her heart overwhelming her whole body.

"Oh, you!" Jian Dan looked at the tearful Cheng Lu before her, her heart full of sympathy, "Leave this matter to me."

"This won’t do. The cost is not a small amount, and I’ve already gotten one person involved. I can’t drag another person down with me." Cheng Lu abruptly raised her head and met Jian Dan’s eyes.

"Whether or not you can drag me down is another question, right? Come with me!" Jian Dan grabbed Cheng Lu’s wrist and headed towards the doctor’s office.

Just about to have lunch, Shang Sizhe was startled by the suddenly opened door, dropping his chopsticks.

"Jian? What’s going on, why are you suddenly at the hospital? Are you sick?"

"Ptui, ptui, ptui! You’re the one who’s sick. I’m perfectly healthy."

"I thought so too. If you were really sick, there’s no way Chu Liyuan would let you come to the hospital alone. Since you’re not sick, what are you doing here? And without knocking?"

"If I came to see you, it must be something important, and time is tight. Besides, when have I ever knocked when coming here?" Jian Dan looked at Sizhe with an air of confidence.

"You’re so rough. I still have no idea why Chu Liyuan took a liking to you," Sizhe grumbled unhappily.

"You dare say that about me? You believe I won’t tell Yuanyuan to deal with you?"

"Alright, I surrender, I was wrong. Whatever you need, just say it!" Sizhe felt the need to submit under the circumstances.

"I want you to perform surgery on my friend’s mom!" Jian Dan pulled the hesitant Cheng Lu forward, standing behind her.

"You are... Doctor Shang Sizhe!" Cheng Lu exclaimed in surprise upon recognizing Shang Sizhe.

"I am. And you are..."

"I’m a family member of Wang Mei, who is in bed number 58 in the cardiac surgery ward," Cheng Lu quickly introduced herself.

"Wang Mei? I think I’ve heard of her. She’s Doctor Liu’s patient, right? What’s the matter?"

"Look at this and you’ll understand." Jian Dan handed the bill in her hand to Shang Sizhe.