CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 42: HAS SISTER-IN-LAW ABANDONED HIM? (PART 2)

Song Qin glanced at her, then lowered her head and nodded slightly, choking up: "I saw, it’s a cold."

"Didn’t take any medicine?"

Lin Qiao noticed she didn’t answer, guessing she didn’t buy medicine.

She sighed inwardly, looking at Song Tingfan, "Uncle, carry Grandpa to the clinic."

She wasn’t sure if the money on hand was enough.

Even if it’s not enough, they have to brace themselves for the treatment.

Song Tingfan knew the family’s situation, he glanced at his sister-in-law with some complicated guilt, but he still picked up Grandpa.

Carrying him, he realized Song Rong was lighter than expected.

His lower lip bit down hard; Grandpa used to carry him every day and even taught him to use a bow and arrow.

On his back, because of the movement, Song Rong felt slightly dizzy, and after a moment, hurriedly spoke, "Cough cough... no need, no need cough cough, just a minor ailment."

Song Qin was afraid Song Rong might fall, reached out to support him, and persuaded, "Niu Niu, no need, it will get better after a while."

"Uncle, carry Grandpa out."

Lin Qiaoxin thought the two old men of the Song Family were still kind-hearted, even in such a situation, they didn’t want to burden Song Tingfan.

They say raising children prevents old age troubles, but when faced with ungrateful children, it’s better they don’t live long.

The four of them went to the clinic, the doctor seemed to know Song Rong. After taking his pulse, he sighed, "Your illness wasn’t serious initially, but it worsened due to delay. Alas, if it drags on like this, you won’t have much time left."

"Doctor, can my grandpa be cured?" Song Tingfan’s face turned pale, with a hint of urgency and worry.

There was an elder in the village who passed away from a cold; he didn’t want Grandpa to pass away.

He didn’t want it.

Not at all.

The doctor pondered for a moment, "It’s hard to say. First, one packet of medicine per day, take it for a month, and see how it goes,"

He paused, then added, "Eat a little better, the elderly aren’t like young people, they need more nourishment."

Song Rong’s thinness wasn’t just because of the cold, but also from not eating enough, or rather, hardly eating.

One packet of medicine per day, each packet costs dozens of cents, almost one tael of silver for a month.

For a normal family, this would be difficult, let alone for a family like Song’s second family, struggling to make ends meet.

Song Tingfan clenched his clothing, looked at Lin Qiao repeatedly, seemingly afraid she wouldn’t help but still understanding that his sister-in-law was also in a tough spot.

Needs to support him and pay for his schooling.

Suddenly, the young woman’s gentle voice, "Doctor, please prescribe the medicine."

His eyes lit up, then he pursed his lips, touched and grateful, "Sister-in-law..."

Lin Qiao shook her head with a smile, signaling him not to say anything further, then took out the money.

Fortunately, Song Tingfan’s gift wasn’t replenished, otherwise, there’d be no way.

Song Rong didn’t want them to spend money; he’s just an old bone, if he dies, so be it.

He shook his head and said, "Tingyi’s wife, no need, I’m fine, it’ll get better in a few days,"

"Grandpa, once you call me Tingyi’s wife, this granddaughter-in-law should be filial to you."

Lin Qiao’s expression was serious, and she added, "As long as Grandpa recovers, the money won’t be spent in vain; nothing is more important than family."

No matter how her original self treated them before, after this, they will definitely change their view of her.

Consider it an invisible support.

The doctor looked at her, and agreed with relief, "This young lady is right, people are more important than money."

Song Qin cried beside them, not knowing if it was because the old man was saved, or because they were burdening Song Tingfan and his sister-in-law.

The prescription was more expensive than normal, sixty cents per packet, saying it had added supplements. The doctor asked them to get ten days’ worth, including the consultation, it came to a total of six hundred fifty cents.

The old couple of the Song Family’s faces changed, and Song Tingfan clenched his coat.

Lin Qiao didn’t mind spending money, she asked in detail, "Doctor, is there anything to avoid with the food?"

"No, as long as your grandpa is willing to eat, it’s a good sign. But he shouldn’t eat too much at first, he might not be able to handle it." The doctor glanced at her again; this young lady has a kind heart.

Rare indeed.

...

A quarter of an hour later, at the thatched cottage

They surely can’t let Song Rong and his old partner stay in this shack any longer. Song Tingfan certainly wouldn’t be at ease, and she was also a bit uneasy.

Knowing that the old couple was essentially her protection.

She actively tried to gain favors, "Uncle, bring grandma and grandpa back home, I’ll take care of them, and we’ll all be at ease."

Song Tingfan looked at her for a moment, not the slightest unwillingness, he relaxed slightly inside, "Sister-in-law..."

He couldn’t leave Grandpa and Grandma unattended.

He was burdening his sister-in-law too.

She knew what he was thinking. Lin Qiao gently patted his head, "Be good, Uncle, don’t overthink, it’s nothing."

They had spent quite a bit on the medical expenses, and Song Qin couldn’t burden them any further. She said hoarsely, "Tingyi’s wife, no need, we’ve gotten used to living here with his grandpa."

Song Rong took the medicine from the doctor, the coughing lessened, he nodded, "We’ll just stay in town."

The third son’s family might provide them meals, but it’s just a matter of more or less.

"Grandpa, Grandma, no use saying no, today I’ll definitely bring you back to the village."

Lin Qiao’s expression was serious; she thought of something and looked at Song Tingfan, "Uncle, help Grandpa and Grandma pack up, I’ll be out for a bit."

The drawings haven’t been sold yet, let’s see if they can be exchanged for some money.

Upon hearing this, Song Qin instinctively thought she didn’t want the grandson anymore, after all, adding them seemed burdensome, she hurriedly said, "Tingyi’s wife, take Niu Niu with you."

Hearing his sister-in-law’s departure, Song Tingfan was a bit flustered, he looked at Lin Qiao, opened his mouth, but then closed it.

Lin Qiao realized they misunderstood, smiled with a chuckle, took out a key from her chest, and placed it in Song Tingfan’s hand, "Sister-in-law is going to trade the square cloth, will be back in two quarters of an hour."

Saying this, she remembered something, and gave him twenty cents, "Buy three bowls of noodles, and eat them with Grandpa and Grandma."

Seeing he still didn’t respond, she sighed inwardly, the good sister-in-law image hadn’t been established yet.

She reached up to pat his head again, leaned in to look at him, and softly said, "Uncle, sister-in-law won’t leave, be good, listen, go buy noodles for Grandpa and Grandma, they must be starving."

"Sister-in-law, I’ll wait for you to come back." Song Tingfan’s clear eyes reflected the woman’s face, he clutched at the hem of his clothes, then squeezed it again.