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When Teacher He learned that Su Yu was sick, she rushed to the dormitory building. The door to dormitory 234 was closed. She then went to ask the dormitory supervisor and learned that Su Yu had been carried away by four other girls half an hour earlier.

"Why don't these kids...call me?" Teacher He was pacing anxiously.

She knew Su Yu's health well; with the snow so thick, what if something went wrong on the way...?

No, no, there won't be any mistakes!

She opened her phone book, about to notify Su's father, when the public phone in the dormitory management office suddenly rang.

The aunt answered the phone, said a few words, and then said with a complicated expression, "Your teacher He is right here. You can just talk to her directly."

After saying that, she handed the phone to Teacher He, adding, "Lin Ting."

Teacher He's eyes lit up, and she quickly answered the phone: "Lin Ting? Is that you? How is Su Yu now?"

"Teacher He, don't worry. We just took Su Yu to the hospital and notified Uncle Su. The doctor is examining her now." Lin Ting explained the situation clearly and logically.

"Okay, okay, which hospital are you at?" Teacher He said, "I'll be right there."

Lin could only say, "City Hospital...Teacher, please take your time, there's no rush."

"Okay, then you all take good care of her. Don't panic if anything happens. If you don't have enough money, tell the doctor, and the teacher will be there soon."

Teacher He spoke much faster than usual, fearing that Lin Ting and the others might not handle the problem well and delay Su Yu's treatment.

Lin Ting was calmer than her: "Don't worry, teacher, my father works at the city hospital."

"That's good, that's good..."

Teacher He breathed a sigh of relief, but didn't dare to delay. After hanging up the phone, he hurriedly ran into the snow.

Lin Ting put down the phone and smiled brightly at Dr. Zhuang, Lin's father's student: "Thank you, Brother Zhuang. I'm going to see my friend now."

“Okay, bring hot water to the office to pour it out. There aren’t many people here,” Xiao Zhuang instructed. “Director Lin’s surgery will probably take another two hours. I’ll tell him you’ve arrived when he comes out.”

From the beginning of his internship, Xiao Zhuang was taught and guided by Lin's father. Although he was scolded every day, his mentor was really good to him. He took him from a clueless young man who couldn't even write medical records properly to a qualified doctor who can now stand on his own.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhuang."

Xiao Zhuang and Lin Ting left one after the other. He found a colleague who was about to finish his night shift, stuffed a few yuan into his hand, and said, "Buy me four breakfasts."

"What's up?" My colleague yawned and decisively refused, "Go buy your own food if you want to eat."

“I can’t leave,” Xiao Zhuang said, bringing up Lin’s father directly. “Director Lin’s daughter accompanied a classmate to see a doctor, and it seems she hasn’t eaten yet.”

"Okay, I'll go then."

My colleague immediately ran off without even asking for the money.

Xiao Zhuang: "..."

Ridiculous.

A short while later, Xiao Zhuang came to Lin Ting with a pile of breakfast: "Little sister, you guys eat something first, but don't give it to your sick classmate yet, some tests need to be done on an empty stomach."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhuang. How much?"

"No, no, you guys eat, I'm going to work."

Xiao Zhuang was afraid that Lin Tingzhen would give him money, so he stuffed all the things into her hands and ran away.

A short while later, Su Yu came out after finishing her electrocardiogram and saw four people standing in a row at the door, showing off their meat buns.

She swallowed hard and asked, "Is it good?"

The four nodded in unison: "Delicious!"

"Then... are there any for me?"

"no!"

Su Yu: "...?"

Sometimes she really wanted to call the police.

Lin Ting stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth in a few bites and mumbled, "Let's go, next stop... or should I borrow a wheelchair for you?"

"That's...okay."

When Su's father arrived, he saw his daughter sitting in a wheelchair, her face deathly pale and her eyes filled with tears, looking as if she had suffered terribly.

"Xiaoyu!"

Su's father rushed over and stopped abruptly in front of the wheelchair. He squatted down, wanting to touch his daughter's face, but was afraid that his hands were too cold and would chill her.

“Dad.” Su Yu raised the corners of her mouth, “I’m fine… The doctor said I just have a slight fever, probably from catching a cold… but I still need to get an injection.”

She was very upset.

Because she was frail and sickly from a young age, and also had heart disease, even a cold required a trip to the hospital, and half of her father's salary went to the hospital.

Things were getting better these past two months, but this has come back.

"Is your heart feeling uncomfortable?" Su's father asked. "Is your cotton-padded coat not warm enough? Or should we replace the quilt?"

Over the years, Su's father has been both a father and a mother, juggling work and family. He is more attentive than the average father. Although he cannot always be with Su Yu due to work, he never forgets anything related to his daughter.

He bought his daughter the warmest cotton-padded coat, while he wore the same police uniform for five years.

Su Yu didn't actually know how she caught a cold. She said, "I must have caught a chill yesterday when I was walking too fast after class."

Su's father didn't blame her or say anything to her. He touched his daughter's forehead with his hands, which he had rubbed together to warm them, and it was indeed burning hot.

"Did the doctor prescribe any medicine? Can I get the injection now?"

“Uncle, we’ll have to wait a little while,” Zheng Miaoying interjected. “The infusion room is full. Let’s see if we can find a solution by talking to her father’s student.”

With the arrival of winter, hospitals are especially busy, with the emergency room and respiratory department overflowing with people suffering from colds and fevers.

"Hey."

Su's father stood up and thanked his daughter's roommates: "Thank you so much!"

The road is so difficult to travel, yet these young women still took time off work to bring their daughters to the hospital. It's truly touching!

"Uncle, please don't be so polite. We...we really did it voluntarily."

Su's father: "...?"

Very voluntary?

Something feels off...

Before he could think it through, Lin Ting returned.

When she saw Su's father, she greeted him with a smile and then said, "Let's go to the general surgery department. There are empty beds there, and there are fewer patients with colds. Let's borrow it for an injection."

Given the current state of the respiratory department, even if there were vacancies, Lin Ting wouldn't dare let Su Yu go there for injections. He estimated that Su Yu would catch some disease before even leaving the hospital.

Su's father seemed a little uneasy: "Is this... appropriate?"

"No problem, let's go."

Upon hearing this, Lin pushed Su Yu's wheelchair.

Su Yu looked at her with pleading eyes, her expression even more pitiful: "Ting'er, so when can I finally eat something?"

"How about I take you there, and Mr. Lin will personally go buy you some steamed buns?"

"Okay! I'll listen to you. You're really great!"

"Don't be shy, because I'm not full either."

"..."

Xiao Zhuang arranged a private room for them, which was convenient and also prevented other general surgery patients from catching a cold.

Su Yu looked around curiously: "I've been hospitalized so many times, but this is the first time I've ever had a private room!"