The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

After hanging up the phone, Dean Yan walked towards the pediatric ward. Tongtong's ward was a regular three-person room, where all the patients were sick children.

Accompanying Tongtong to the hospital were his grandparents (his grandmother's surname is Huang, and his grandfather's surname is Yang).

The two elderly people usually farm at home and have little income. They rely on money sent back by Tongtong's father to make a living.

Since Tongtong was hospitalized, the already impoverished family has been plunged into even greater hardship.

My savings are almost gone.

"Old man, the nurse came to collect the bill again today, what are we going to do!"

Grandma Huang's face was filled with worry, making her already aged face look even more weathered.

She felt extremely guilty; if only she hadn't made those "poisonous buns."

She wouldn't let her grandson suffer like that. Why wasn't it this old woman who was poisoned?

During her hospital stay, she neither slept nor ate well.

She felt so sorry for her son; if anything happened to Tongtong, she wouldn't be able to go on living.

Grandpa Yang, whose back was usually quite straight, had become hunched over. "Old woman, I'll go make another call to borrow some more,"

Since Tongtong was hospitalized, we've borrowed from every relative we could, and we've only managed to scrape together a little money, which is far from enough.

"How about we contact our son's superior?" Grandma Huang looked at Grandpa Yang with hopeful eyes.

"No, old woman, we can't cause trouble for others!"

Grandpa Yang is also a veteran with a straightforward personality who doesn't like to make things difficult for others.

"You old hag, you've been like this your whole life! Even our grandson is like this now, and you're still like this!"

After Grandma Huang finished speaking, she covered her face and began to cry softly.

The noise from the two elderly people arguing woke Tongtong from her deep sleep.

"Grandpa...Grandma..." Tongtong called out softly.

Upon hearing Tongtong's voice, the two elderly people quickly went to the bedside.

"Tongtong, you're awake? How are you feeling?" Grandma Huang touched his little hand and asked softly.

"Grandma...you and Grandpa...don't fight," Tongtong's voice was weak.

"They didn't argue, Grandma and Grandpa were just joking!" Grandpa Yang quickly denied.

However, his slightly red eyes betrayed his current mood.

Grandpa Yang, remembering his son who was still on a mission, took out his phone book. "Tongtong, Grandpa's going out to make a call. Grandma will stay with you."

Things had come to this point, and he had no choice but to go against his original intentions.

We can't let our grandson suffer and then die because we can't afford treatment.

Grandpa Yang had just reached the door when Dean Yan pushed it open and came in. "Uncle Yang, where are you going? I just happened to need to talk to you!"

"Dean, what can I do for you?" Grandpa Yang asked, filled with gratitude.

When Tongtong was brought to the hospital, the elderly couple were in a panic and hadn't brought any money. They begged and even knelt down in the emergency room.

It was only after the hospital director saw this and vouched for Tongtong that she was able to receive treatment.

Dean Yan could tell that Old Master Yang was nervous.

He smiled and reassured him, "Uncle Yang, don't worry, it's all good news. Let's go to the corridor outside and I'll explain in detail."

Dean Yan explained the matter of the antidote pills to Old Master Yang in detail.

He also stated that if Tongtong was willing to participate, all treatment costs would be waived; if not, he expressed his understanding.

Old Master Yang's expression changed repeatedly after hearing this; he was torn between his inner thoughts and his own.

After a long silence, "Dean, we'll do this test!"

If this poison can be removed, everyone will be happy; if it cannot be removed, then it is Tongtong's fate.

Seeing that Old Master Yang had agreed, Dean Yan said, "Okay, Uncle Yang, please wait a moment. I'll go apply for the medication and prepare the agreement. I'll come to your ward in a bit!"

When Grandpa Yang returned to the ward, Grandma Huang was still puzzled. "Old man, did you finish the phone call so quickly?"

"I didn't call. The dean just came to see me and said..."

After hearing this, Grandma Huang kept wiping away her tears, saying, "That's the only way!"

...

Dean Yan called Commander Yu to request antidote pills and waited at the hospital gate for the delivery person to arrive.

Ten minutes later, a military jeep came to a steady stop in front of the hospital, and a soldier with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a tough demeanor got out of the vehicle.

"Hello, are you the person Commander Yu sent to deliver the medicine?" Dean Yan greeted him.

The man saluted. "Hello, Dean Yan, I'm Huo Jue. The commander sent me to deliver medicine!" Huo Jue then took a small box from the car.

"Dean Yan, the medicine is here, two pills in total. Take one pill a day. The commander specifically instructed that regardless of whether the trial is successful or not, all expenses, including medical and nutritional costs, for the trial participants will be borne by the military region!"

After Huo Jue finished speaking, he paused for a moment, then asked, "Dean Yan, I heard that one of the participants in this drug trial is a child named Yang Tongtong, is that right?"

"Yes, you know him?" Dean Yan asked, somewhat surprised.

"This child is my comrade's child. I should go see him, both morally and logically. Is that convenient for me?"

Upon hearing the child's name, Huo Jue knew that he was the son of his comrade-in-arms, Yang Shulin, who often spoke of Yang Tongtong to him.

“It’s convenient, what’s inconvenient about it? The child is pitiful too,” Dean Yan shook his head and sighed.

Huo Jue felt his pocket; inside was the 2000 yuan he had just swindled from Huo Shi.

He felt it was a bit little, but he decided to find a ward first and figure out what to do next time.

When the two arrived at the ward, Tongtong was sipping the porridge that Grandma Huang was feeding her.

Before she had even taken a few sips, Tongtong turned her head to the side, indicating that she was no longer drinking.

Helpless, Grandma Huang put the bowl on the table.

"Tongtong, you're awake? Are you feeling better?" Dean Yan gave Tongtong a kind smile.

Tongtong gave a sweet, innocent smile. "Uncle Dean, I feel much better,"

His gaze shifted to Huo Jue, who was dressed in military uniform beside him. "Uncle, have you seen my dad?" His voice was full of anticipation.

Huo Jue felt her vision getting a little blurry. "I see him. Your father is doing well. He can't leave yet; he's dealing with important matters. He'll come to see you once he's finished!"

"Okay, I'll be a good boy!" What an understanding child! Everyone present was moved.

Huo Jue looked around the ward and frowned slightly.

"Dean Yan, I'd like to move Tongtong to a single room; I'll cover the cost."

The triple room had the same beds but no bathroom.

A piece of cardboard was placed in the corner of the hospital bed.

On the cardboard was a piece of cloth or a blanket that was hard to tell what it was, and it looked like it was what the two elderly people used to sleep on the floor.

These conditions are terrible; Yang Tongtong still needs two elderly people to take care of her.

If they don't get enough rest, the two elderly people won't be able to take it, and then how will they be able to take care of Yang Tongtong?

Dean Yan had the same idea, and immediately called a nurse to arrange a new ward for Yang Tongtong.

The two elderly people tried to refuse, but Huo Jue persuaded them.

The new ward was quickly completed, and it has a private bathroom.

Huo Jue also bought folding beds, blankets, and some daily necessities for them from the hospital's convenience store.

He told the two elderly people that all of Yang Tongtong's expenses had been covered by the military, which moved them to tears.