"Doctor, how is Dongzi?" Upon seeing Yang Mengchen and the four others come out, the elderly woman anxiously and hopefully asked.
Sitting down on the chairs outside, Yang Mengchen took a brief rest; Dongzi's injuries were more severe than Situ Wenkai's, naturally draining a significant amount of her energy.
Yang Cheng'an said gently, "Rest assured, old lady, the severed hand has been reattached, but he must remain in the hospital for observation for three days. Afterward, nurses will transport him to the ward. In the future, besides avoiding heavy labor, there will be no other impact." After the surgery, his sister told them this.
Nurse Zhang and Nurse Zhao wheeled Dongzi out of the operating room, where other nurses waiting outside took him to the ward, and Dongzi had also regained consciousness.
Seeing that Dongzi's left arm had indeed been reattached, the onlookers all widened their eyes in amazement.
Heavens, could these doctors actually be immortals descended from heaven? Otherwise, how could they have healed Dongzi's severed hand?
"Thank you, doctors, thank you!" The elderly woman wept profusely, kneeling and continuously kowtowing. Yang Cheng'an quickly reached out to help her up, and the woman timidly asked, "May I ask, Doctor, how much will it cost?"
Glancing at his sister, Yang Cheng'an replied gently, "According to normal charges, it would require at least ten taels of silver." In truth, the antiseptic medicine alone was worth more than ten taels of silver.
Ten taels of silver!
The old woman's face turned pale upon hearing this, and she stuttered, "Doctor, the Owner of Ironworker Shop said that Dongzi was injured by his own carelessness, so he didn't give any money for the medical expenses. My family has a daughter-in-law and three grandsons, all dependent on Dongzi's support. This little over two taels of silver is all of our savings.
Could the Doctor grant us an extension of a few days, until I can sell our house to pay?" After speaking, she took out a little over two taels of silver to give to Yang Cheng'an.
Yang Cheng'an did not accept it and was about to say something when a young woman, leading three little boys, ran over, all sweaty.
"My children's father, my children's father?" Pushing through the crowd that had kindly made way, she saw Dongzi on the hospital bed and burst into tears.
The three little boys also started to cry loudly.
"Qiu Ju, Dongzi is alright." The elderly woman hurriedly comforted her daughter-in-law, "Thank goodness these doctors saved him in time, but we still don't have enough to cover the medical costs."
Hearing that her husband was alright, Qiu Ju stopped crying, removed the silver hairpin from her head, took off the silver bracelets from her wrists, and handed them over to Yang Cheng'an, "Doctor, take all these. We'll sell our house when we get back, and borrow from relatives. Please grant us a few more days."
"Your husband can no longer perform heavy labor." Suddenly hearing his sister's whisper, Yang Cheng'an said calmly to Qiu Ju.
Qiu Ju shook her head with tears, "As long as he's alive, that's all that matters. I can do the heavy work."
Dongzi in the hospital bed also wept, and the old woman had tears streaming down her face as well. Seeing the adults cry, the three frail children cried even harder, invoking sympathy and sorrow from the crowd.
"Seventh Brother, waive all their fees." Clearly moved by Qiu Ju's sincere words, Yang Mengchen spoke up softly.
Yang Cheng'an sighed in relief.
Since taking over hospital affairs, he had learned that the hospital's charges were already low, with three free clinics a month. Fortunately, he had his sister and Sixth Brother's support; otherwise, merely relying on medical fees would not sustain the hospital's operations.
He had indeed intended to waive this family's fees, but with his sister there, of course, he would listen to her.
"The hospital waives all your fees. Please take back your silver, hairpin, and bracelets, and there's no need to sell your house. You can go to the ward to care for the patient. If that's inconvenient, the hospital will also arrange for nurses to take care of him. Don't worry."
"Thank you, Doctor, thank you, Ms. Yang!" The family knelt on the ground and gave deep bows of thanks to Yang Cheng'an, the four others, and Yang Mengchen.
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