CHAPTER 703: CHAPTER 698: THE COLD-HEARTED BIOLOGICAL FATHER

Luo Cuilan carried her son to the hospital, not knowing where to turn, she randomly grabbed a doctor, crying out, "Doctor, please save my son."

The person she grabbed was a female doctor. Seeing the state of the child in her arms, and realizing the urgency, she immediately took the child and headed for the emergency room, inquiring along the way, "What happened, how did it come to this?"

With tears streaming, Luo Cuilan vigorously shook her head, "I don’t know. He was playing just fine at home, and then suddenly became like this."

The doctor nodded, instructed Luo Cuilan to step outside, and then called for other doctors and nurses. After examining the child, they came to a conclusion.

The female doctor came out to Luo Cuilan and discussed the child’s condition, "It looks like he’s been poisoned. I’ve asked other doctors for a consultation. Please go and make the payment at the billing counter, and we will arrange the treatment immediately."

Hearing it was poisoning, Luo Cuilan was perplexed but had no mind to think further at that moment, and immediately nodded, "Okay."

Feeling somewhat relieved that the doctor agreed to treat him, Luo Cuilan’s heart sank when she reached the billing counter and was told that she needed to pay a deposit of at least US$ 500 for the treatment.

Together, her and Zhou Yunmei’s money did not even amount to US$ 200.

Seeing their demeanors, the cashier knew they couldn’t pay; seemingly accustomed to such situations, the nurse coldly handed them the bill, insisting, "If you don’t have enough money, go figure something out. Don’t block the line here; there are others waiting too."

After speaking, the nurse went on to the next person for payment.

Knowing she had no right to argue, Luo Cuilan returned to the area where her son was being treated and pleaded with the female doctor, "Doctor, could you start treating my son? I’ll try to gather the money right now."

The female doctor eyed Luo Cuilan and Zhou Yunmei, remaining silent as she could tell they were not wealthy and that US$ 500 was not a small amount. She worried they couldn’t come up with the money.

However, another male doctor immediately shook his head and refused, "No, no, if we do this for everyone, how can the hospital function? If you can’t pay, take your child and leave."

After speaking, he was about to walk away.

Desperate, Luo Cuilan grabbed the doctor’s arm and burst into tears, "Doctor, I’m begging you. I’m not healthy, this child was not easy to conceive, I don’t even know if I can have more children. Plus, my man ran off with another woman as soon as we came to the city. Raising my son alone is hard, I can’t live if something happens to him."

In the hospital, used to such scenarios, the male doctor remained unmoved.

Desperate, Luo Cuilan continued to plead, "I beg you, doctor. I’ll do anything, even become your servant, just save my son."

Honestly, as Luo Cuilan cried her heart out, her body trembling as if she might collapse, those around felt deeply saddened. Some compassionate mothers even reached into their pockets to give Luo Cuilan some money, but they were also poor and couldn’t give enough.

Seeing this, the doctors were also heartbroken, but the hospital had its regulations, and they couldn’t bend them for everyone.

Seeing that the doctors were still unwilling to relent, Luo Cuilan, in desperation, knelt and kowtowed vigorously to the doctors, begging them to save Zhuzhu first, promising she would find a way to repay the money.

Finally, after seeing Luo Cuilan’s forehead bleeding from the kowtowing, the initial female doctor who attended them softened and thought of a solution, "Comrade, here’s what we can do: our preliminary diagnosis suggests poisoning. Give us whatever money you have now; we’ll start with a stomach wash while you go gather more funds. The main expenses will be for the child’s follow-up treatment, which might become complicated if not properly handled."

Then, the doctor also explained the possible complications that could arise without proper treatment.

At this point, Luo Cuilan couldn’t care less, immediately agreeing, "Okay, okay, thank you, doctor."

The female doctor nodded at her, "Go on."

As the doctors began the stomach wash for Zhuzhu, Zhou Yunmei, worried about the sum needed, said to Luo Cuilan, "Cuilan, where do we find so much money?"

Luo Cuilan thought for a moment, "I’ll look for Zhang Jianguo. He is the child’s father; he can’t just watch his son die."

Given the situation with their child, it was natural to seek out Zhang Jianguo. Although it wasn’t certain if he had the money, it was worth a try.

Zhou Yun nodded, "Go then, I’ll stay here with Zhuzhu."

In haste, Luo Cuilan ran to the gate of the factory where Zhang Jianguo worked. Initially, Zhang Jianguo came out smiling when he heard someone was looking for him, but his face darkened the moment he saw Luo Cuilan waiting at the gate, turning immediately to leave.

Seeing his reaction, Luo Cuilan shouted, "Zhang Jianguo, our son is dying, do you even care?"

When Zhang Jianguo heard it was about his son, he still didn’t seem eager but came over to face Luo Cuilan, frowning, "What happened?"

Luo Cuilan cried, "I don’t know. The doctors say he might have been poisoned. He’s in the hospital now, and we need money for his treatment, or else he might have serious issues later."

Zhang Jianguo, anxious, asked, "What kind of issues?"

"The doctors mentioned he might become mentally handicapped." Actually, the doctor had explained many things, but Luo Cuilan didn’t remember; that was the only way she could comprehend it.

Zhang Jianguo looked even more distressed, wrinkling his brow, "How much is needed?"

Luo Cuilan clenched her teeth, "A total of US$ 500."

"US$ 500?" Zhang Jianguo looked at Luo Cuilan incredulously, then fell silent for a moment, suddenly as if coming to a conclusion, started waving at Luo Cuilan, saying, "Go away, I don’t want the child anymore, give him to you. You said you wouldn’t give him to me even if we divorced, I’ll grant you this now, he’s yours, and he’ll have nothing to do with me anymore."

Luo Cuilan knew Zhang Jianguo was ruthless, but she didn’t expect him to be so inhuman towards his own son, she bit back furiously, "Zhang Jianguo, are you even human? He’s your own son, your own flesh and blood."

Zhang Jianguo remained indifferent and even appeared annoyed, saying, "So what if he is my own flesh and blood, where am I supposed to find US$ 500 to treat the child? Even if I die, I can’t cough up that money."