Chapter 115 Alone in the Hospital
Chapter 115 Alone in the Hospital
Chapter 115 Alone in the Hospital
When Lilian Rossum woke up again, she was in a hospital bed with an IV drip in her hand, and the pain in her abdomen had subsided.
She lay alone in the ward, with no one around.
Lilian looked up at the IV bottle, which was almost empty. She propped herself up and pressed the call button.
In less than two minutes, a young doctor walked in. He first changed Lilian's medicine, then turned to look at her. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .
"How do you feel?"
Lilian stared at the doctor for a moment, touched herself, and finally caught a glimpse of the phone on the bedside table. She picked it up and typed.
-Doctor, what's wrong with me?
The doctor looked at the words on the phone with some surprise, but quickly returned to normal. This was everyone's first reaction when they found out she was dumb. Lilian was used to it.
"You fainted. After the IV is done, go see the doctor. She'll explain to you."
Only then did Lilian notice the badge on his chest, indicating he was an intern.
Lilian nodded, lay back down, and quietly waited for the IV to finish.
The ward was empty, with hardly anyone around. At the far end lay a paralyzed old man who also couldn't speak. The room seemed especially lonely with two dumb people.
Lilian picked up her phone and saw that it was already past four in the afternoon. Her phone was silent, with no messages.
She turned off her phone and looked towards the old man in the corner.
After a while, an old lady with streaks of white hair walked in carrying bags. She went straight to the old man's bed and skillfully took out a basin and towel to wipe him down.
After cleaning him, she fed him, all the while muttering to herself about things like her grandson's teacher again asked her to school and how much money her son had sent back...
As she spoke, she began to complain about how she never enjoyed any blessings after marrying him and how she still had to take care of him in their old age.
The old man couldn't speak, so he could only follow her with his eyes rolling.
As the old lady spoke, her voice choked with emotion, "You were fine, and I've taken care of you for eight years. Every day I think of you lying in the hospital, and it still weighs on my heart."
Lilian watched the two elderly people. Tears shimmered in the old man's eyes, and his fingers trembled, probably wanting to wipe away the old lady's tears, but he couldn't.
Lilian turned her head away, not looking at them. She gazed at the sky outside the door, where dark clouds loomed low, signaling rain.
After the last IV was finished, she went to find the doctor.
Coincidentally, it was the same doctor as before. The doctor looked at her with a mix of helplessness and frustration.
"Have you been here before?"
Lilian nodded and handed her ID card to the doctor, who entered her name and pulled up her file on the computer.
The doctor's face showed a hint of anger as she reprimanded, "Didn't you want to keep the fetus last time? What have you..."
She paused, unable to find the right words, as scolding her would be too harsh, so she held back.
"I really don't understand what's going on in the heads of young people these days. You just had surgery, and you couldn't even wait a month?"
Lilian understood her meaning and lowered her head in embarrassment.
"You have uterine inflammation leading to bleeding, and judging by the timing, you've had this inflammation for several days. Why did you wait until it got serious to come to the hospital?"
Lilian pursed her lips, her fingers pinching the corner of her clothes. Every word of this private conversation made her face flush.
The doctor continued, "Young lady, don't blame me for not warning you. If you don't pay attention, it won't just be inflammation. Cervical erosion can turn into cervical cancer. I'm not exaggerating."
The doctor probably remembered that she couldn't speak, so her tone softened a bit, "Where's your family? Have you informed him?"