Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Just as Lin Tingzheng was at a loss, Director Feng arrived.

He had come to inform Aunt Zheng that she would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. When he saw Lin Ting, he was taken aback: "Ting'er? What brings you here... Oh, you've come to see your classmate's mother?"

Lin Ting stood up and greeted him with a smile, "Hello, Uncle Feng."

"Okay, sure." Director Feng's expression was a little strange. He nodded to Lin Ting but didn't say much.

He walked to the bedside, exchanged a few pleasantries with Aunt Zheng, asked a few routine questions, and then said, "You can be discharged tomorrow. After you go home, don't do heavy work. Come for your follow-up check-ups on time. If you have any problems, come to the hospital anytime."

"Great, great, great!" Aunt Zheng's eyes shone brightly, unable to hide her joy. "Thank you, Director Feng, thank you so much! If it weren't for you, my leg would probably be..."

"Auntie, it's a good thing you're being discharged from the hospital, you shouldn't cry," Lin Ting quickly advised.

"Yes, yes, no, no crying, no crying." Aunt Zheng blinked hard a few times, barely managing to hold back her tears.

Director Feng beckoned to Zheng Miaoying: "Girl, come here. I'll have the head nurse tell you how to take care of your mother."

"Okay! Thank you."

Zheng Miaoying's eyes were also a little red as she followed Director Feng step by step as they walked out.

"Ting'er, come with me for a moment too," Director Feng said to Lin Ting.

Seeing that Director Feng's expression was off, Lin quietly told Aunt Zheng to rest for a while, and then followed her out.

Director Feng handed Zheng Miaoying over to the head nurse and then took Lin Ting to his office.

"Uncle Feng, is there something wrong with my classmate's mother?" Lin Ting couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

If even Zheng Miaoying couldn't know this immediately, then there must be a big problem.

"It's not her problem."

Director Feng shook his head, casually handed her an orange from the table, and said in a low voice, "Ting'er, if you're alright, go home quickly. Don't come to the hospital alone these days."

Lin Ting took the orange, frowning in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Director Feng glanced at the door and lowered his voice: "Before you were home, they were talking about Chen Jun. Now that Chen Jun has gone back to his hometown, it's better if you don't show up. If you come to the hospital, they will definitely talk about you... Listen to me, go home first, and don't get involved in Chen's family affairs."

Director Feng wasn't just meddling; he was genuinely worried about Lin Ting.

In front of Lin's parents, those gossipy people naturally wouldn't dare to say anything unpleasant, but when Lin is alone, you never know what unpleasant things they might say.

Lin smiled, holding the orange and nodding earnestly: "Thank you, Uncle Feng. I didn't think that much about it. Don't worry, I'll just say goodbye to my classmate and go back."

"Okay, go ahead." Director Feng was relieved, and then added, "Your dad is in surgery right now, let me see you out."

"No need, Uncle Feng. You've had a long day, so please rest for a bit. I'll head back now." Lin Ting waved her hand in refusal, adding, "Thank you for the oranges."

After she finished speaking, she ran out happily.

Director Feng smiled as he watched her cheerful figure disappear into the distance.

"Daughters are the most considerate."

He muttered softly.

……

Lin Ting listened to advice and didn't stay at the hospital any longer; Zheng Miaoying came out with her.

With Lin Ting by her side, she couldn't help but worry, muttering softly, "Tingting, how am I supposed to pick my mom up from the hospital tomorrow? The hospital is on the fourth floor, and taxis can't get in there. Plus, the ground is all icy, and my mom is too likely to fall while using crutches..."

"My second uncle was right, having a girl like me really is useless..."

Lin Ting poked her head: "You're so stupid."

"what?"

Yingzi stared blankly at Lin Ting.

Lin looked around for a while and saw a taxi parked on the side of the road waiting for passengers. The driver was a kind-looking uncle.

She then pulled Yingzi over and bent down to the driver, saying, "Uncle, could you please pick us up from the hospital at 10:30 tomorrow morning? My aunt broke her leg and is being discharged tomorrow, and we're worried we won't be able to get a taxi."

Seeing that they were two pretty young girls and that they spoke in a pleasant tone, the uncle smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll come pick you up tomorrow."

"Thank you, Uncle," Lin Ting said with a bright smile. "Uncle, my aunt injured her leg and has trouble walking. How about we give you an extra twenty yuan? Could you help us carry her from the ward to the car, and then carry her home? The ward is on the fourth floor, and our home is on the first floor. Is that alright?"

The middle-aged man asked very rationally, "How much does your aunt weigh?"

Zheng Miaoying knew the answer to this question, and she quickly said, "My mom weighs over 90 pounds."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and immediately agreed: "Okay, no problem!"

The two parties reached a verbal agreement. Just then, someone from the hospital came out and needed a taxi. The uncle negotiated the price and then drove the passenger away.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell the two girls, "Girls, it's settled then, don't look for anyone else."

"Okay, goodbye, Uncle. The road is slippery, please be careful."

Watching the driver drive away, Lin Ting turned to Zheng Miaoying and said, "All done."

Actually, this job could be negotiated down to ten or five yuan, but Aunt Zheng is fragile now and needs to be taken good care of. It's better to spend a little more money than to cause her a second injury.

Zheng Miaoying's eyes sparkled, and she cupped her hands to her heart, gazing at her with admiration: "Listen to this, you're so amazing! How did you come up with this idea?"

Lin Ting lowered her eyes for a moment, then smiled: "In this world, 90% of things can be solved with money, including the problem of not having money."

Zheng Miaoying blinked and asked, "What about the remaining 10%?"

Lin Ting licked her lips and said softly, "There's no solution."

"What is there that can't be solved? There must be a way, right?" Zheng Miaoying maintained a positive and optimistic attitude towards life.

Lin Ting's face was expressionless, like a melancholy bard. She glanced at Yingzi, her voice as calm as if she had seen through the illusions of the world:

"Separation by death, natural disasters and man-made calamities, how can they be resolved?"

Zheng Miao was speechless: "This..."

Yingzi suddenly felt that the character she was listening to sound like a heroine in a romance novel full of stories.

As someone who has read countless Qiong Yao novels, Yingzi immediately felt sorry for her.

She hugged Lin Ting tightly and burst into tears, sobbing, "Tingting! Waaah... Don't be sad, no matter what happens, I'll always be your best friend..."

Lin Ting: "...?"

She just suddenly wanted to put on an act, what on earth did this girl imagine?!

An older woman walked by, glanced at Lin Ting's blank expression and Zheng Miaoying's wailing, and sighed.

The aunt passed by them, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and walked back.

She patted Lin Ting's head and said very seriously, "Little girl, be strong! You're so young, you can definitely do it!"

Lin Ting: "..."