Chapter 106: Transferring Hospitals

“From what you say, you came here just to check the results?” Zhao Fan nodded calmly, pulling out his phone to call his father. “Get ready. We’re transferring to another hospital.”

“This place,” he sneered coldly, “who knows how many people they’ve let die from dragging their feet!” With that, Zhao Fan bypassed the crowd. “The money I spent on tests here might as well have been thrown to beggars.”

Before leaving, Zhao Fan glanced at the name on the doctor’s chest: Guo Gaofei. Another man trying to persuade them was Xu Jiangliang.

The man’s face darkened slightly. “Has your hospital become addicted to delaying test results?”

He edged the dagger in his hand forward.

Guo Gaofei swallowed hard. “N-no, the results will be ready soon. I’ll get them right away...”

Suddenly, the man retracted his dagger. “That kid was right. It really is time to transfer.”

The commotion soon drew the hospital director over. But when the director entered the office, the troublemakers were nowhere to be seen—only two doctors, still visibly shaken.

“Guo Gaofei, Xu Jiangliang, where are the troublemakers?”

Xu Jiangliang trembled as he replied, “They left... transferred to another hospital.”

“Transferred?” The director’s voice suddenly rose. “Why transfer when everything was fine?”

Xu Jiangliang remained silent, glancing at Guo Gaofei.

Though Guo’s movements were subtle, the director caught the glance, and a surge of anger welled up inside him.

“Guo Gaofei, what exactly have you done?”

Guo touched his neck nervously and jumped at the accusation. “What do you mean, what have I done? The hospital’s slow with test results, what else can I do?”

The director pointed at him. “Don’t speak nonsense! Our hospital... forget it, I won’t argue. Xu Jiangliang, which wards were transferred?”

“There are two: Ward 503 and the single room 605.”

The director’s vision darkened. Two wards transferred at once? This was serious.

Ignoring everything else, he rushed toward the inpatient department, followed by three doctors.

At the entrance, Zhao’s father carried Zhao Haitan, who was unconscious, walking ahead. Zhao Fan limped behind with a cane, while Zhao’s mother hurried outside to hail a taxi.

At that moment, their family collided with the group returning.

Seeing Zhao Haitan still unconscious, the man’s expression worsened. “They didn’t even care about someone in a coma?”

Zhao Fan said, “If they cared, I wouldn’t be standing out there.”

These men carried an imposing aura, their movements sharp and clean—clearly not ordinary people. Zhao Fan chose not to say more and simply told his father to proceed.

Just then, a taxi pulled up. The family got in and headed straight to another hospital several miles away—Nanyuan Hospital.

Upon entering, a nurse took over immediately.

By the time Zhao Fan paid, several of Zhao Haitan’s test results had already come back. Once they settled into the ward, only a couple of items were pending until the next day; most results were available.

After reviewing the brain CT, the doctor said, “The patient is lucky—no fatal injuries. But since the brain isn’t like other organs, we’ll need to keep observing. We can’t declare anything definitive yet.”

Zhao Fan replied, “Understood.”

“Have you been admitted?”

“Yes, already settled in.”

“Alright, I’ll write the orders. We’ll do another check tomorrow morning, but for now, start the IV drip.”

Hearing “IV drip,” Zhao Fan said, “We were transferred from the first hospital and were already on IVs before coming here.”

The doctor paused, then asked, “Do you have the medical records?”

“Not yet.”

“My advice is to get the medical records first.”

“I’ll go now.”

As Zhao Fan limped toward the entrance, several vehicles blocked the steps. A few men stepped out—he recognized them as the same men from before.

“Here, ID and medical records,” the man in charge said, handing the items to Zhao Fan.

Looking at the items, Zhao Fan gave a forced smile. “Thanks.”

Though it saved him a trip, the gesture left him feeling uneasy.

The man smiled. “I’m Jiang Ying.”

“Zhao Fan.”

After exchanging names, Jiang Ying turned and left.

When the doctor saw Zhao Fan return so quickly, he was surprised. “You got the records?”

“Medical book and ID,” Zhao Fan placed them on the doctor’s desk.

Soon, the doctor prepared the medication, and Zhao Fan took it to the nurse’s station.

“We’ll observe tonight. Tomorrow, after all results are in, we’ll check again.”

“Alright.”

Given Nanyuan Hospital’s efficiency, Zhao Fan naturally cooperated.

Zhao’s father returned to the first hospital to retrieve admission items while Zhao’s mother sat by the bedside.

“Xiaofan, since you’ll be sleeping anyway, why the single room?”

“The single room is bigger. It’s better for whoever’s staying with him.”

“Everyone’s here to keep watch. Who can’t endure a little hardship?”

“I can endure it, but we’re not short of money anymore. Why make ourselves uncomfortable if we don’t have to?”

Zhao’s mother thought it over. They weren’t as poor as before.

“I was thinking too much.”

Zhao Fan glanced at Zhao Haitan. “Is Yun’er about to finish school?”

It was four in the afternoon.

Zhao’s mother slapped her thigh. “I forgot! Hurry, go pick up Yun’er. First grade kids finish early—four-thirty.”

Half an hour left.

“I’ll go get her.”

Taking a taxi, Zhao Fan arrived outside Yun’er’s school.

Just as he settled against a tree, the dismissal bell rang, and small children poured out.

Within minutes, Yun’er appeared, backpack on, standing before him.

“Uncle, why are you here to pick me up today?”

“There’s something going on at home. Let’s go; I’ll take you home.”

“Okay.”

They hailed another taxi, and Zhao Fan gave the address: Yilan Tian Di.

The driver smiled, “Wow, Yilan Tian Di isn’t cheap.”

Zhao Fan chuckled. “Lucky, I guess.”

“Uncle, is Grandma home today?”

Yun’er snuggled onto Zhao Fan’s leg.

He looked down at her. “She’s not. Why, are you looking for Grandma?”

“Grandma usually picks me up. I don’t like it when someone else does.”

Zhao Fan laughed. “What’s wrong with someone else? Without me, you’d be standing at the school gates with no way home.”

Yun’er huffed, “Don’t try to scare me.”

“Whether I’m scaring you or not, you know the truth.”

“Humph, I’m not talking to you anymore, bad uncle.” Yun’er pouted, staring outside.

Zhao Fan sighed. “If you won’t talk to me, then I won’t take you out to eat.”

“What would you take me to eat?”

“I said I’m not taking you.”

Yun’er glared, “How can you bully a little kid?”

“Bully? No, I’m just doing what I want. I’m not taking you because I don’t want to.”

“Such a meanie!”

They bantered all the way, much to the driver’s amusement.

“We’ve arrived. Do you want to drive inside?”

“No need, just stop here.”

After paying, Zhao Fan took Yun’er’s hand and entered the community.

“Yun’er, you’ll be home alone tonight. Will you be scared?”