Chapter 133: When Your Wife Falls Ill, She Must Be Treated
Watching the two of them struggle and walk away, Lin Jingyue’s mouth twitched slightly.
“What are those two doing here?” Just as Lin Jingyue was about to enter the house, she saw Sun Lanlan approaching from the other side.
“Do you need something?”
Sun Lanlan immediately left Sun Jiabao and Li Tongchui behind. “I need you to take a look at me.”
“Here for a check-up? No need to see you off,” Lin Jingyue rolled her eyes.
She turned around and went inside, closing the door in one swift motion.
With this time, wouldn’t it be better to lie down and take a nap?
Having been refused, Sun Lanlan stood there speechless. Lin Jingyue was still the same as ever.
“Knock, knock, knock.” She knocked on the door again. “Don’t come at me all angry. I’ll pay you. Isn’t this a special circumstance?”
No response from inside.
She kept knocking, “Just take a look, fifty cents.”
Still, no reaction.
“One dollar.”
Bang!
The door opened abruptly, and Sun Lanlan was pulled inside, the door slamming shut behind her.
“...” So practical.
On the kang bed, Sun Lanlan guarded her belly fiercely. “Can you be more careful? If something happens, I’ll be furious!”
“Pregnant?” Lin Jingyue frowned slightly.
“What’s wrong? Something off?” Sun Lanlan’s mind raced. Seeing Lin Jingyue’s expression sour, she quickly asked.
“Let me check first.”
Lin Jingyue took Sun Lanlan’s wrist to feel her pulse.
After a moment, her frown deepened again. Sun Lanlan’s heart sank.
“Be honest with me, I can handle it.”
“Have you recently been feeling pain in your lower abdomen, sometimes with bleeding?” Lin Jingyue asked bluntly.
Fortunately, Sun Lanlan was thick-skinned and nodded. “Yes, that’s right. At first, I wasn’t sure, but then I started vomiting, so I thought I might be pregnant. Did I disturb the fetus?”
She had been feeling sore in her waist and a heavy ache in her lower abdomen.
“No, your pulse doesn’t indicate pregnancy. There’s something wrong with your body,” Lin Jingyue sighed.
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Misfortune rarely comes alone—this was precisely Sun Lanlan’s plight.
Her condition was complicated. The signs were evident the day she carried firewood; traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes observation, listening, questioning, and pulse-taking.
That day, Lin Jingyue noticed Sun Lanlan’s complexion was off.
But since Sun Lanlan didn’t come back afterward, she put it aside.
“What?!” Sun Lanlan jumped up in shock.
“What’s wrong with my body?” Her eyes reddened, but she did not doubt Lin Jingyue’s medical skill.
Lin Jingyue had no reason to babble nonsense to her.
“Don’t panic. There’s likely something growing inside your abdomen, but it’s not too serious yet. You...” Before she could finish, Sun Lanlan’s face turned pale.
Lin Jingyue looked at her. “Don’t worry, it’s not the worst yet.”
Sun Lanlan forced a smile more painful than tears. “Lin Jingyue, are you sure? Is there still hope for me?”
“You didn’t hear me clearly,” Lin Jingyue snapped. “There’s hope, definitely! Don’t rush. For now, tell Cai Jinzhou about this and have you both go to the city hospital for a check-up. Remember, it has to be the city hospital. If the doctors can operate, you’ll have surgery there. If not...”
“Then I’ll come back to you!” Sun Lanlan gritted her teeth, calming herself. “You have a way, right?”
“Yes, I do, but I’m not fully confident. Also, if I intervene, the price you pay... won’t be small.” Lin Jingyue laid everything out plainly.
She wanted Sun Lanlan to understand the gravity.
If the hospital can perform surgery, that’s best. If not, she has conservative treatments.
Actually, she was about eighty percent confident but preferred to be cautious.
Never give anyone complete hope, nor take on everything herself.
Sun Lanlan understood and took a deep breath, pushing down all her swirling thoughts.
“I see. Thank you,” she said solemnly to Lin Jingyue. Turning toward the door, she paused, “About this matter...”
“I will keep it confidential,” Lin Jingyue assured her.
Sun Lanlan was indeed clever. For a woman to suffer such an illness, even if it were nothing, gossip would spread, and the issue would be linked to her child.
Saying a woman cannot bear children is a tremendous blow.
Especially in the countryside, it could ruin a woman’s entire life.
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Sun Lanlan returned home.
She and Cai Jinzhou were living in a house the brigade had bought, consisting of only two rooms. It had originally belonged to a lonely elderly person who had passed away, and then the brigade took it over.
When Cai Jinzhou saw her leave with a joyful smile but come back looking pale, his heart sank. “Lanlan, what’s wrong?”
He quickly set aside what he was doing and went to support her.
“Is something wrong with the child?”
Sun Lanlan clutched his hand tightly. “No, there’s no child…”
After speaking, she looked at Cai Jinzhou and tried to recount Lin Jingyue’s words calmly.
She watched as his expression shifted from worry to disbelief, then back to concern.
Her heart tightened, and tears welled up, spilling over. “Lin Jingyue suggested we go to the city for a check-up. You...”
“Let’s go! I’ll get the brigade leader to write a referral letter right now!” Cai Jinzhou gripped Sun Lanlan’s hand firmly.
If his wife was ill and he didn’t seek treatment, what kind of man would he be?
“Old Cai...”
“Don’t worry, my wife. You’ll be fine. If the hospital can’t operate, there’s still Lin Jingyue. Our family’s situation is tough now, but I have an aunt married in Su City. We’ll sell everything we have to save you!” Although Sun Lanlan was temperamental outside, she was very virtuous at home.
She managed both household and outside affairs and cared for him meticulously.
Before marriage, Cai Jinzhou hadn’t thought much—he figured since it wasn’t that other person, who else mattered?
But after marrying, his perspective changed. The daily life of rice, oil, salt, and firewood was its own kind of happiness.
He was an ordinary man who cherished the simple, peaceful joys of life. Despite troubles at home, Sun Lanlan stood by him steadfastly—a rare and precious quality.
To say he didn’t love Sun Lanlan was impossible.
Seeing Cai Jinzhou so resolute and unwavering, Sun Lanlan threw herself into his arms, sobbing softly, then gradually breaking down into tears.
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The next day, the two of them, holding a referral letter from the brigade leader, boarded a cattle cart bound for the city.
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“Dad, why did Sun Lanlan and her boyfriend get a referral letter?” At the meal table of the brigade leader, Li Cuihua suddenly asked.
It wasn’t just the brigade leader; Aunt Chun also frowned.
“Cuihua, you’ve been here since the second year of middle school. How many days has it been? Why haven’t you gone back yet? What’s going on with your fiancé? Why hasn’t he come to pick you up?” Aunt Chun asked, sensing her husband’s meaning.
Li Cuihua’s smile faltered. “Are you trying to get rid of me, Mom and Dad?”
Aunt Chun’s smile also dimmed. “A married daughter living at her parents’ house all the time, what kind of behavior is that? Tomorrow I’ll have your second brother send you home.”