My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 987: Chapter 971: No Need to Pay Anymore Chapter 987: Chapter 971: No Need to Pay Anymore He quickly picked up the bun again, split it in half, and handed one half to Mrs.

Chen.

“Eat first, we’ll talk after you’ve eaten,” he said, and he stuffed the other half into his own mouth.

But he didn’t know if it was because he was eating too hastily or too forcefully; he ended up choking on it.

He forcefully swallowed that mouthful of bun, his face turning red as if he were about to cry.

No matter what, they couldn’t leave later, even if it meant kneeling before the dean.

Both of them followed the nurse tremblingly to the dean’s office, but they didn’t dare to enter.

The sound of the door startled them so much that their faces drastically changed color.

“Are you Cheng Yuncheng’s parents?”

The dean had never met this couple, but they should be the ones.

“Yes, yes,” Mr.

Chen stammered, finally nodding his head.

“Please come in first,” the dean said.

Zhu Chenlong opened the door, allowing them to enter.

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Mr.

and Mrs.

Chen looked at each other before finally walking in, one after the other.

But they were still very uneasy and tense; their legs were soft, and they didn’t dare to look at anyone or listen to anything Dean Zhu said.

When they entered, however, they found that besides Dean Zhu, there was another middle-aged man.

This man was tall and well-built, dressed like a successful businessman.

His suit was very sharp – who knows how much it cost – and the leather shoes he wore were so shiny they could be used as a mirror.

Standing in front of this man, Mr.

and Mrs.

Chen couldn’t help feeling ashamed.

“Please have a seat,” the dean said as he approached and gestured for the Chen couple to sit down.

The Chens looked at the clean sofa but hesitated to sit.

They would rather stand than sit; if they sat down, they might have to stand up later to kneel to someone.

It was better to stay standing.

“Please sit,” the dean said with a smile, pouring tea for them personally and placing it on the table.

“Don’t be nervous, it’s good news,” he reassured them.

Good news?

Mr.

and Mrs.

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Chen exchanged glances.

Good news?

What good news could they possibly have?

Their family was already unfortunate enough, as if the cruelest misfortunes in the world had befallen them; they were on the brink of mourning their son.

The dean stood up again, sitting next to the successful man.

“This is Tang Zhinian, Mr.

Tang,” the dean introduced.

But the Chen couple still looked clueless – naturally, as rural people who didn’t even watch television, how could they recognize Tang Zhinian, a real estate tycoon?

Never mind, he would introduce him in another way.

“This is the father of Doctor Tang Yuxin.”

Not many might know of Tang Zhinian, but they’d certainly know Tang Yuxin—they see her every day, as she’s the one treating their sons, and they use her meal card daily to have their meals.

Upon hearing that this was Doctor Tang’s father, the couple became visibly uneasy and stood up; however, they were unsure of what his visit entailed.

“Here’s the situation,” Director Zhu, who never liked to make light of official matters, began with gravity.

After all, how could one jest about matters of life and death?

“Mr.

Tang is planning to establish a charity fund that will donate a sum of money to our hospital each year, specifically designated to assist those patients and their families who are truly in dire straits and unable to afford treatment.”

“I am aware of your situation,” said the director.

How could he be unaware?

He was familiar with all of the hospital’s critically ill patients.

And yet, how different their circumstances were!

Look at Tang Yuxin—also from a rural background, her family once could barely afford meals, and little Yuxin herself nearly abandoned.

Had it not been for the fatherly love of Tang Zhinian, she might not even exist today.

And look at her now, the head of the primary department in the main hospital and their best doctor.

Even if her family’s conditions were poor, it mattered little; she was a university student, a student from a good school, no less.

No matter what, she would never be too poor to support her parents in the future.

Director Zhu sighed at them and then said, “Please, take a seat,” how could he continue speaking if they remained standing?

The Chen Family may not have fully grasped Director Zhu’s words, but they knew he wasn’t there to discuss payment—that they might still have a few more days’ grace.

In that time, they could sell a kidney and get the money.

As soon as they had it, they’d immediately make up for what they owed the hospital.

As for the charity fund that was mentioned, they were uneducated and truly hadn’t understood.

Director Zhu cleared his throat.

Where had he left off?

Right, the charity fund.

He remembered and continued speaking.

“Mr.

Tang’s charity fund has been received.

We’ve verified your family’s circumstances and with the presence of the fund, we won’t be charging for Cheng Yuncheng’s surgery fees, medication fees, or nursing care until he is healed.”

When Chen’s parents heard Director Zhu speak, they were initially confused, but when they heard that the surgery and hospital fees wouldn’t be charged, it became clear to them.

To put it simply, they wouldn’t have to pay anymore, right?

They didn’t have to sell a kidney, did they?

“Director, we don’t have to pay?”

Mr.

Chen, eyes red, asked tentatively and hopefully.

Was that really what it meant?

Had the director just said they didn’t have to pay, that they wouldn’t even have to pay back their debts?

“Yes,” nodded Director Zhu, “You should thank Mr.

Tang.

If not for him, even our hospital would have been helpless.” In truth, he hadn’t said it all: if it weren’t for Yuxin mentioning that Zhinian might donate a sum to the hospital and that he wished to fund the Chen Family, they, who already owed so much in medical fees, would have had their medication stopped a while ago.

They continued to receive treatment because of this very reason.

This week alone, the multiple blood treatments have been costly, not to mention the other nursing care expenses and the most costly of all, Tang Yuxin herself as the primary physician for Cheng Yuncheng.

Although Yuxin doesn’t charge extra for treating patients, her usual cases are major surgeries, and taking on a case of pesticide poisoning like Cheng Yuncheng’s would be unlikely.

So, it’s been a stroke of luck amidst their misfortune.

Regardless of the child’s future, at the very least, the old couple wouldn’t be left destitute; they’d find some solace.

At a minimum, their son wouldn’t have suffered while he was alive.