The mother of the era is reborn to support her cannon fodder children!

Chapter 340 "Lucky Charm"

After settling the three children, Lin Zhao rushed to the provincial hospital.

I inquired about my uncle at the front desk and learned that he hadn't arrived yet.

So he had no choice but to go to the hospital entrance and wait anxiously.

The nurse waiting for news noticed that Lin Zhao was fidgeting and dizzy. After learning that the patient was this comrade's uncle, she comforted her with words of comfort.

"Dr. Jiang is here. He's the best doctor in the whole province. He's the most capable of treating your uncle's injuries. With him here, everything will be fine."

That being said, if even Dr. Jiang can't cure it, then no one else can either.

River……?
Lin Zhao looked over and asked, "Is it Dr. Jiang, who stitched up the severed arm and restored it to its original state, and thus made the newspaper?"

"You knew about this too?" the nurse asked in surprise.

Then, with pride, she said, "It's him! Dr. Jiang is the star of our hospital; many people come to see him."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao recalled the reports she had read before, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

"Thank you."

Just as I finished thanking them, the familiar, old, dilapidated vehicle from the textile factory drove up from a distance.

"They're here," Lin Zhao said.

A young nurse ran into the hospital to call for help. Several doctors and nurses pushed out a hospital bed and stood by, ready to respond at any time.

The car stopped.

A person jumped out of the passenger seat and said very quickly, "The patient is in the back, hurry and save him!"

He held a box tightly in his arms, his movements delicate and respectful.

"The arm is inside! We brought the arm with us! Doctor, Comrade Song is an important technician in our factory. He can't be without an arm. You absolutely must sew it back on! We came here because we heard that the provincial hospital can sew up severed arms. Thank you so much!"

The doctor had no time to listen to his nonsense, and the group worked together to lift the injured person onto the hospital bed.

Uncle Song lay on the hospital bed, covered in blood. His right arm had been cleanly severed by something sharp. He was barely breathing, and his face was as white as paper.

Lin Zhao's heart sank, as if a series of huge rocks were blocking his throat.

The mountain that once stood in front of her, sheltering her from the wind and rain, collapsed with a deafening roar, making her ears ring.

After calming down, Lin Zhao rushed over to help. While pushing the cart, she secretly slipped a life-saving pill into Uncle Song's mouth.

"Uncle, hang in there! We've arrived at the provincial hospital. I'm waiting for you outside. Aunt, Yuncheng, and Yunjin are also waiting for you. We're all waiting for you!"

After doing everything, she slipped away and took the severed arm from the textile factory manager before the nurse could.

"Uncle Fu, I'll take it."

After saying that, she quickly walked towards the direction of the hospital bed.

As he walked, he opened the box and poured a bottle of clear liquid onto the severed arm.

For a few seconds, the severed arm flashed with a bright light, which disappeared in an instant.

After getting it done, Lin Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

She spent most of her points to get this bottle.

—This stuff has "interstellar" in its description, and it's called something like "repair fluid." It's incredibly hard to get; I used up tens of thousands of points on it! That shows how precious it is!!

However, Lin Zhao was very willing to spend money on her own superhero.

Uncle Song was taken into the operating room, and several doctors rushed in.

A moment later, a doctor came out, looked around, and called to a running nurse, asking, "Where's Dr. Jiang? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

The nurse looked troubled and anxious. "Dr. Jiang is almost here, but he's been bothered by the family members of the patient in room 202 again..."

Lin Zhao understood; this was a case of medical malpractice causing trouble.

She walked over and said to the nurse, "Where is she? Take me there!"

"Are you sure you can do it?" The nurse looked at her; she was pretty and slender, not at all like someone with strength.

Lin Zhao was anxious, so he picked her up with one hand and spun her around. "I may look weak, but I'm strong. Take me there quickly!"

The nurse was lifted off the ground, looking somewhat dazed. Hearing Lin Zhao's words, she snapped out of her daze and pulled her towards the place where the trouble was.

When he arrived, Dr. Jiang, who had appeared so confident in the newspaper, was cornered and pushed around by people who looked like patients' family members.

Upon seeing this, Lin Zhao rushed over and shoved the troublemaker away, sending him sliding two meters away.

"Dr. Jiang, I'll take care of things here. You can go ahead and attend to your work. I'm entrusting my uncle to you. Please do your best to save his life. Thank you."

The nurse informed the doctor of Lin Zhao's identity at the appropriate time, and Dr. Jiang nodded, "I will do my best."

After saying that, he jogged to the operating room.

The family members who were causing trouble tried to follow, but Lin Zhao grabbed them by the collar and said fiercely, "Where are you going? If you delay my uncle's treatment, I'll break your neck!"

The person she grabbed was an old man. The old man was trying to extort money from Dr. Jiang, wanting the hospital to reduce his son's treatment costs, and the more the better.

Who would have thought that a little girl would ruin everything?

My heart is filled with venomous hatred.

He turned back and stared menacingly at Lin Zhao, then swung his fist, the size of a sandbag, toward her face.

"You're asking for death! Take this!"

Lin Zhao dodged, and the old man lunged forward, his head slamming into the wall with a thud. He slowly slid down, groaning and crying out.

Lin Zhao paid no attention to this and quickly left.

Looking at someone who acts superior because of their age is an insult to her eyes.

The old man was still engrossed in his opera performance, completely oblivious to Lin Zhao's sudden departure, and stood there dumbfounded. By the time he realized what was happening, the person who could have staged the accident was long gone.

"Bullying the elderly? The hospital teamed up with those nasty girls to bully the elderly—?"

A shout attracted a lot of onlookers.

"What's going on here?"

This old man had been eyeing the hospital for almost half a month, and many people remembered him, standing in groups of three or five pointing and whispering about him.

"It's that old man from 202 again, still causing trouble!" someone muttered.

"How could he possibly stop making a scene? He won't leave until he's extorted any money."

Everyone knew what was going on, and they couldn't be bothered to watch the old man wail and cry. They glanced at him disdainfully and left with a look of disgust.

The old man's bark-like face was contorted, and the hatred in his heart was like wild grass growing indiscriminately. He got up, dusted himself off, and went back to the ward to discuss countermeasures with his son!
"Useless." The young man with the broken leg looked gloomy. "Such a good opportunity!! How could we let that fame-seeking doctor escape!"

The old man was arrogant outside, but he seemed meek and submissive in front of his son. "I was blocking him, but then a woman came. That woman was as strong as a monster. She pushed me away with one push of her arm. That's why the doctor ran away."

"It's all that nosy woman's fault," he said bitterly. "She seems to have family members in this hospital too. We'll run into her sooner or later, and then..."

The young man glanced at him and said, "I'm about to be discharged. You'd better get things sorted out quickly. If you don't get the money, you can forget about having grandchildren!"

This was his secret weapon to control the old man. Hearing this threat, the old man quickly said, "If I can get it, I definitely will! Son, just wait to marry a beautiful woman and give your father a few chubby grandsons."

The person on the bed twitched the corner of their mouth.

Beautiful lady...

He's lost half a leg, and even the ugliest woman in the village wouldn't marry him. Where would he find a beautiful bride? That's a pipe dream!
……

Lin Zhao was unaware that she was being remembered. She waited alone at the entrance of the operating room, staring blankly ahead. She seemed to be in a daze, but she was actually drawing a lottery ticket. She wanted to draw a lucky charm to use on her uncle's surgery so that he could successfully overcome this ordeal.

One thousand points gone, two thousand points gone... five thousand points gone...

A few days ago, I felt like my unused points were disappearing very quickly.

Fortunately, Lin Zhao was lucky.

She drew the one she wanted. A small talisman called the Good Luck Talisman, which takes effect after her name is written on it.

Without a second thought, Lin Zhao wrote down her uncle's name, and before she could finish the last stroke, the small talisman disappeared.

Uncle, you'll be alright.

She looked at the operating room and smiled.

With this triple protection, everything should be fine, right?

"Comrade, the surgery will take a long time, why don't you go back first?" The nurse, after finishing her rounds, saw that Lin Zhao was still there and kindly advised her.

"No need, I won't be able to rest if I go back. I'll just wait here." Sitting all night is too tiring, so Lin Zhao asked, "Is there a spare bed for me to rest in?"

The nurse paused slightly, then smiled apologetically, "No."

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm on duty tonight, you can go to my rest room and get some sleep."

Lin Zhao looked up. "Is it convenient?"

Meeting her beautiful eyes, the nurse couldn't bring herself to refuse. Besides, she had originally wanted to help this man who looked to be about her age.

"That's convenient. Let's go, I'll take you there now."

Lin Zhao glanced back at the quiet operating room and followed the nurse.

She smiled gratefully, "Then I won't stand on ceremony, thank you very much, Comrade Xu."

Xu Ying looked puzzled.

Lin Zhao pointed to the name tag on her chest, feigning ignorance, "Is that your name?"

"Yes." Xu Ying suddenly realized.

"My name is Lin Zhao, Lin as in double wood, and Zhao as in bright moonlight," Lin Zhao introduced herself.

"Your name is so beautiful," Xu Ying said sincerely.

"Yours sounds good too," Lin Zhao replied politely.

Xu Ying smiled and said, "My grandma gave me this name, and I really like it."

As they spoke, the two arrived at Xu Ying's lounge.

The room wasn't big; it contained a single bed, a single desk, and a small cabinet. Perhaps because medical professionals tend to be a bit obsessive about cleanliness, the room was kept impeccably tidy.

"It's so clean, just like I imagined," Lin Zhao said.

Her voice was soft, yet her tone was sincere, making people feel comfortable.

"Thank you." Xu Ying smiled, revealing a small dimple.

"Go to sleep. The sheets and blankets are all freshly changed. There's nothing valuable in my rest room, so feel free to make yourself at home. I still have to make my rounds, so I'll have to go now..."

Lin Zhao thanked them again, thinking, "There are still many good people in the world. I have a place to stay tonight."

Xu Ying had just touched the doorknob when she remembered something, stopped, and turned back to say, "There's hot water in the kettle, you can use it as you like."

"Okay." Lin Zhao agreed. She had brought everything she could with her when she came, and she didn't lack anything.

Xu Ying nodded and then left.

The sheets had a faint disinfectant smell, which wasn't unpleasant and gave a sense of reassurance.

Lin Zhao lay down and closed his eyes to rest. He was very tired after a busy day, but his mind was frighteningly clear.

Despite having done everything she could, the thought of her uncle lying in the operating room still left her feeling conflicted.

I miss my aunt and Yuncheng and Yunjin. They are the ones who are suffering the most.

Then I thought about Alan and the twins again. I wondered if Hengbao had caused any trouble. I wondered if Alan and Yubao could keep him in check.

……

At the guesthouse, Hengbao was indeed still awake. Not only was he awake, but he also wanted to persuade Alan and Yubao to go to the provincial hospital together.

Hearing his words, Gu Lan shook her head vigorously, "No! We can't! Don't even think about it! Third Aunt told us to stay obediently in the guesthouse and not go anywhere. We have to listen to her!"

Hengbao argued forcefully, "I'm also worried about my great-uncle."

“Even if we go, it won’t change anything.” Gu Lan shook her head again. “Besides, even if we go, we don’t know where Third Aunt is. What if we get lost on the way? No, no, stop thinking about it and go to sleep.”

Afraid of wavering, she covered her ears, pretending not to hear a damn rambling.

"Brother~" Hengbao pestered his brother again.

Yu Bao wouldn't listen to him. "I'll listen to my mom. She told us to wait for her to come back."

Hengbao was fuming. He crossed his arms and turned his back to her. He was so angry that he soon fell asleep.

Gu Lan didn't hear any voices for a while, so she quietly got out of bed and went to check on the baby. The baby was sleeping soundly with his lips pouting.

“She’s asleep,” he said to Yu Bao.

Yu Bao tucked the blanket up to her younger brother and said to Gu Lan, "Let's sleep too. Mom will be back when we wake up."

"Correct."

Fearing that her younger brothers would be frightened if they woke up in the middle of the night, Gu Lan didn't turn off the lights.

……

The surgery lasted all night, nearly twelve hours, and didn't end until almost eight o'clock the next morning. When the operating room door opened, Lin Zhao was waiting outside.

A crunch.

The door opens.

Lin Zhao went up to him, "Doctor, how is my uncle?"

"The surgery was a success. As for the right arm, we'll have to see how it recovers." Dr. Jiang took off his mask, rubbed his stiff brow, and answered Lin Zhao's question.

"Comrade Song is very lucky. His severed arm is in good condition, and there is a good chance that it will recover to about 70% or 80%. Take good care of him."

Lin Zhao smiled happily, "Thank you, doctors, and thank you all for your hard work."

She asked a few simple questions about precautions, then didn't waste any more time and told the doctors to go and rest!

Uncle Song was taken to the ward. He was still unconscious due to the anesthesia, but his complexion was better than yesterday.

Lin Zhao was by the bedside when there was a knock on the ward door. She went to open it and found the textile factory director standing outside.

The textile factory manager came in carrying some things. "You haven't eaten yet, have you? I bought some breakfast. Take a bite."

He had learned about the situation before he came; Old Song's surgery went smoothly, and he would need to take good care of himself afterward.

Give him a break! He can take half a year off!
We owe a great debt to Lao Song this time. If it weren't for him, someone would have died in their factory!

It was done in front of reporters.

If that happens, the entire factory's leadership team will suffer the consequences!
"Zhaozhao, you didn't sleep all night, did you? Why don't you find a guesthouse to rest? I'll stay here with Lao Song."

Lin Zhao said, "No need, I've already slept. I'm actually hungry, thank you Uncle Fu."

"No need to thank me, it's what I should do. If it weren't for the factory's mistake that caused Lao Song so much suffering, you wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble," said Director Fu.

He and Uncle Song were old friends who had known each other for many years, and he knew Lin Zhao's whereabouts. If it weren't for Old Song's accident, Zhao Zhao would probably be living a carefree life somewhere.

Yesterday afternoon, Lin Zhao learned from the factory director about the cause and effect of his uncle's injury. He was trying to save someone, a young and impetuous technician.

“My uncle will never regret saving a life, so please don’t say that,” Lin Zhao said while eating a steamed bun.

Since things have come to this, just focus on recovering. There's no point in saying anything more.

"Alright, that's enough. Your aunt doesn't know that Lao Song is out of danger yet, does she? Why don't you send them a telegram later?" Director Fu said.

(End of this chapter)