When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

The doctor explained the risks of the surgery: "It can easily cause liver failure and hepatic encephalopathy after the surgery."

"The probability is as high as 50%," An Xiaoyue silently added in her mind.

The doctor was used to the silence and confusion of the patient's family. "Think about it and give me an answer before 6 p.m. this afternoon."

"Okay," An Xiaoyue replied mechanically, before managing to find her voice after a few seconds. "How much will it cost?"

My mother's condition has improved, she's using better medications, and she needs surgery, so we're probably incurring a lot of medical expenses again.

She doesn't have a part-time job, and she doesn't know if she has enough money.

If that's not enough, we'll have to ask Fu Shengyang.

Asking for money was something she had never done in her life.

She feels embarrassed and ashamed just thinking about it now.

But what to do?

Given her current situation, she has no other option but to ask Fu Shengyang for money.

"This morning, I saw that only five million was paid, so there's no problem with the fees."

"Five million!" An Xiaoyue exclaimed in surprise.

"You do not know?"

"I know." She had just found out, but she knew who had paid the money. "I just didn't expect it to be this much."

"My surname is Wei. If you have any problems, feel free to contact me anytime. If you can't find me, ask the nurse to call me."

An Xiaoyue frowned. Her mother had been hospitalized for almost a year, and this was the first time the doctor had spoken to her so politely.

In the past, most of the time, Dr. Wei would dismiss her with a few words in the corridor or by her bedside.

All her knowledge about cryptogenic cirrhosis came from textbooks and papers she studied on her own.

She even took the initiative to discuss the treatment plan with the doctor in front of her.

But the other person wouldn't give her a minute before interrupting her, "I'm a doctor, I'm more professional than you. If you don't want to listen to me, you can transfer to another hospital directly."

Now, a sense of sorrow welled up in An Xiaoyue's heart.

Doctors should have a compassionate heart, but Dr. Wei clearly lacked that.

The treatment plan for my mother was no longer the same for everyone. Everyone started to hold meetings to discuss the plan, and they took my mother's illness seriously. Even the doctor in front of us became more responsible.

Fu Shengyang must have given instructions behind this.

Sometimes, we have to admit that social resources are not evenly distributed or shared.

An Xiaoyue did not bring these emotions into the ward.

Even after only the second day of the modified treatment, my mother's skin was noticeably less yellow than before.

Hearing the door open, An Jiaren looked up and saw it was her. A smile immediately appeared on her face. "Baby."

"Mom, what book are you reading?"

An Jiaren closed the book and showed the cover to her daughter. "The Encyclopedia of Pregnancy and Childbirth, I asked the night shift nurse to find it for me."

An Xiaoyue's slight displeasure disappeared at this moment.

Mom no longer stares blankly out the window, lost in despair, like she used to.

An Xiaoyue placed her hand on her flat stomach. She was already thin, and when her stomach got a little bigger before, she thought it was because she had gained some weight. She didn't expect it to be such a precious lump of fat.

Little baby, you are truly my lucky star.

Since you came, everything has been going in a positive direction for me.

From now on, I'll call you Lucky, okay?

An Xiaoyue happily told her mother about part of the doctor's conversation, sharing the good news with her.

"So, Mom, let's work together. I still need Mom to teach me how to take care of the baby."

An Xiaoyue nestled her head on An Jiaren's arm and acted coquettishly. An Jiaren smiled indulgently and ruffled her short hair.

"Teacher, teacher, Teacher An is already preparing lessons."

"Teacher An must be the most elegant grandmother, whose knowledge and theory are perfectly combined."

After school, An Xiaoyue returned to Shuixie Residence, took a shower, and went downstairs to get a drink of water.

Cui's mother informed her that the meal was ready.

An Xiaoyue thought of the lonely figure of Grandpa Fu writing calligraphy alone at the table when she returned at noon.

Grandpa Fu also needs someone to keep him company.

When she suggested having lunch together, neither Grandpa Fu nor Aunt Cui said anything.

She tried to express her opinion, "Aunt Cui, I'll eat with Grandpa from now on."

When Cui Ma, who was arranging the food, heard her words, her smile widened and her eye wrinkles deepened.

"It's wonderful that the young mistress is willing to have dinner with the old master."

Knowing that the young mistress was a kind and sensitive person, Cui Ma couldn't help but say a few more words.

“Young Master is getting busier and busier, and Old Master is all alone at home with no one to talk to. He eats alone too. Now that Young Madam is here to keep him company, Old Master must be very happy.”

An Xiaoyue didn't understand. Fu Wantang was Grandpa Fu's youngest daughter, but what about Grandpa Fu's other children? And what about Fu Shengyang's parents?

She was puzzled, but she had a sense of boundaries and wouldn't casually pry into other people's private affairs.

Songtao Garden.

When Fu Jinyun saw An Xiaoyue bring Cui Ma over, with several servants carrying trays behind them, he smiled and muttered to himself, "This child is so sweet, I'm so happy."

Eating together may seem like an ordinary thing, but since Susie passed away, the dining table at Fu Garden has never been lively.

For over twenty years, he has always eaten alone.

During the Spring Festival, Wan Tang would bring Jiang Mianzhi and his grandson Jiang Kai to her home for a meal, making it a lively occasion only once a year.

Now that Xiaoyue is here, the Fu family will have a new addition in eight months, and then the dining table will be lively.

As Fu Jinyun was thinking about these things, An Xiaoyue had already arrived at the door. She said excitedly, "Grandpa, I want to have dinner with you."

"It's Grandpa's honor, come here quickly."

"Can I eat with Grandpa from now on? It's too boring for me to eat alone."

Fu Jinyun knew perfectly well that Xiaoyue wasn't bored while eating; she was simply worried that he would be lonely.

She said that simply because she was kind-hearted and didn't want to expose the fact that the old man was all alone.

Sure enough, the granddaughter-in-law is more considerate than the grandson.

The warmth in my heart made my tone become kinder.

"Okay. Your meals will be cooked here from now on. It's cold outside, and I'm worried they'll get cold if I carry them all the way."

An Xiaoyue replied sweetly, "Okay, Grandpa."

The two kept each other company and enjoyed their dinner exceptionally well.

After dinner, An Xiaoyue rested for a while before starting to catch up on the prenatal and postpartum care and psychology courses she missed that morning.

She was initially reluctant to attend classes, firstly because it was a waste of time, and secondly because she was already a medical student and had already learned about pregnancy and childbirth, so psychology was even less necessary. Now that she had no financial worries, she was in a very good mood.

However, Fu Shengyang acted in accordance with the prenuptial agreement, not only changing his mother to a special care ward, but also paying the medical expenses and having the doctors adjust the treatment plan.

She should also adopt the attitude of fulfilling the contract and at least properly complete the tasks that Fu Shengyang assigned to her.

As for the duration of the class, she can control that.

As long as she absorbs the information quickly, I believe she will be able to finish Dr. Zhang's class soon.

An Xiaoyue was listening attentively when her concentration was interrupted by the vibration of her phone.

She frowned unhappily; it was Fu Shengyang calling.

What's he doing on the phone?