Chapter 200 You're welcome, employee benefits

Kan Jiashu: Are you sick again?

Qian Xu: Which hospital are you at? Do you need me to come over?

Yu Shuo: Don't worry, let me ask a friend of my grandfather's. He used to work in cardiac surgery.

You Mingzhi: President Ling? President Ling, what's wrong? President Ling, don't scare me!

Jiang Xia: Heart disease?! What's going on? Where is that girl Song Xinyao? Is she with you? I'll give her a call.

Ling Yue hadn't had a chance to explain yet, and already her mother's affectionate greetings were ringing out from Song Xinyao's side.

Having implicated her good friend, she could only apologize in her heart.

Long Zhuoli: I know a doctor in the UK who performs heart surgeries. He says he can do it, but you need to bring the patient to the UK in person.

Ling Yue replied helplessly: The condition is critical and cannot travel abroad.

Emergency rescues usually follow the principle of staying local.

Before long, Long Zhuoli sent a message: The other party's surgery schedule is full; there is no way he can fly over from abroad for one patient.

Ling Yue replied: I understand, thank you. I'll ask someone else.

In less than ten minutes, Ling Yue received successive replies from Zheng Sen, General Manager Zhang Ya, and even Manager Li from the bank.

Unfortunately, none of the messages were useful. Ling Yue explained the situation and thanked everyone.

Buzz, buzz, buzz—

The phone vibrated again.

Su Zhao: I showed the case files and scans you sent to my family doctor. He said he can do the surgery. If it's nearby, bring the patient to Suzhou as soon as possible, to my family's private hospital.

Su Zhao: My family has a history of heart disease, and our family doctor gathers cardiac experts from home and abroad with extensive experience. You can rest assured.

Su Zhao: Give me an exact time so the hospital can arrange admission.

Ling Yue quickly typed a reply: Are you sure?

Su Zhao: The patient is older and has other underlying conditions, so the surgery has about a 40% success rate. I can't guarantee complete success, but it's still better to come to Suzhou as soon as possible.

Immediately after, Su Zhao recommended a WeChat contact card to Ling Yue: Contact this doctor directly; he will communicate with your people.

Ling Yue: Thanks!

Ling Yue immediately forwarded the contact card to Cheng Jiao.

Cheng Jiao quickly sent a voice message: "Thank you, Miss. I have already added them. The hospital is processing the transfer. I might need to take a longer leave. I'm sorry, Miss!"

Ling Yue replied to her: Take good care of your family, don't worry about work.

"Call Housekeeper Li over." After replying to the message, Ling Yue looked up at Housekeeper Shi Xiaosha beside her.

Li Xinfeng usually works on a computer and occasionally travels for business, so he doesn't often hang around Ling Yue.

Housekeeper Shi Xiaosha called Li Xinfeng over via intercom.

Ling Yue told him about Cheng Jiao's situation and sent him the hospital address. "Housekeeper Cheng might not be able to handle it alone. Housekeeper Shi Xiaosha is better at managing home affairs, so I have to trouble you to accompany Housekeeper Cheng to Suzhou. After you get there, help arrange a caregiver and you can come back once you confirm her mother is out of danger. If you find she has financial difficulties, tell me immediately."

Cheng Jiao's annual salary is high.

She bought her house in Hangzhou directly, and the car she drives daily is a BMW 7 Series, so she definitely isn't short on money.

But, just in case.

No one knew better than her how painful it was to want medical treatment but not have enough money.

Li Xinfeng packed his things and left the house immediately.

That afternoon, Cheng Jiao's mother was sent to the private hospital in Suzhou.

The surgery was scheduled for that night.

By the next afternoon, she was out of danger.

The speed was just that fast.

This incident served as a reminder to Ling Yue that having her own private hospital was necessary!

It's fine to leave it idle usually, but at critical moments, it can save lives.

Ling Yue logged into WeChat and opened the chat dialog with Su Zhao: Let me ask, does your family's private doctor have any capable friends? Introduce some to me.

After a long while, Su Zhao replied: You can add the contact card I recommended to you earlier and ask him directly.

Ling Yue: OK.

Ling Yue: My housekeeper's mother is already out of danger. Thank you for this.

This time, Su Zhao replied quickly: Last time you bought my manor and solved my urgent need. This time I helped you with a favor; we are even.

Su Zhao: However, we are friends, so there is no need to be so clear-cut. Let's have a meal when you have time.

Well, he said it all.

Ling Yue turned the phone around, lost in thought.

Previously, Su Zhao was polite to her but not enthusiastic.

This time, he specifically mentioned the word 'friends', which should mean he felt she was already standing high enough to be friends with him.

Heh, whatever he's thinking.

He said the favors were offset, so why should she overthink it?

If something really happens, she'll deal with it then. Worrying in advance is just a waste of brain cells.

On the morning of the third day, Li Xinfeng arranged things in Suzhou and returned.

He didn't mention Cheng Jiao being short of money, so she must not be, and Ling Yue stopped worrying.

Two more days passed.

Cheng Jiao called Ling Yue.

"Miss, my mother is completely out of danger and is going through the transfer procedures. She should be able to return to Hangzhou in about three days."

Ling Yue was practicing Pilates at the time.

She hadn't been enjoying swimming lately, so Ling Yue switched exercises.

"I already said not to worry about things here. Just take good care of your mother."

Cheng Jiao was moved to tears. "Thank you, Miss. I don't know how to thank you."

This hospital was not on the Miss's list of assets. Obviously, the Miss had asked other friends for help, which was confirmed by Li Xinfeng.

For a big shot at the Miss's level, paying back owed favors couldn't possibly be a small sum.

Not to mention that Cheng Jiao couldn't afford to repay this favor, the person who was owed the favor probably didn't want her to repay it anyway.

All in all.

The Miss had only owed a favor outside because of her.

Ling Yue didn't know what Cheng Jiao was thinking. She replied in a joking tone: "You're welcome, employee benefits. Don't overthink it. Take care of your health and don't collapse."

The Miss even cared about her health!

Cheng Jiao was even more moved.

After hanging up, Cheng Jiao returned to the ward.

She had been able to keep her emotions stable during such dangerous situations, but now that her mother's condition had improved and her boss was so understanding, she couldn't hold it back.

"Why are you crying?" Yiparguli had taken off the ventilator yesterday and could already sit up today.

She was wondering whether to ask her daughter to juice some fruit for her when she saw her daughter wiping tears with her head down.

Yiparguli felt a pang of distress and said: "The doctor said the most dangerous moment has passed. We can go home soon."

Seeing that Cheng Jiao didn't speak, Yiparguli let her imagination run wild. "Did you take too long a leave, and did your boss fire you?"

"No!" Cheng Jiao answered immediately.

"Then what are you crying for?"

"I just feel lucky, lucky that you're okay."

Her mother's hand was warm and soft. "Do you know what I was thinking before my surgery?"

"What were you thinking?" Cheng Jiao quickly stopped crying, wiped her tears, and asked curiously.

Yiparguli smiled and said: "I was thinking, if I died, what would you do? My child, the only thing I can't let go of is you."

"What dying or not dying? You must live to be 100 years old." Cheng Jiao couldn't hear the word 'die' right now.

Yiparguli raised her hand and stroked Cheng Jiao's hair, as if she wanted to cross the long river of time to stroke the child who would eventually be old years later. "If you could find a partner, I would be at ease."

She was nearly 40, and it was the first time her mother had urged her to marry.

Cheng Jiao knew what she was worried about.

This heart issue had come so fiercely and suddenly, her mother was afraid that she wouldn't last a few more years and would leave her alone.

Cheng Jiao nodded and said: "Mom, I know what I'm doing."

She hadn't suffered heartbreak, nor did she have any psychological trauma; Cheng Jiao simply liked being single, and no reason would change her mind.

But it was true that because of work, she couldn't often accompany her mother.

Perhaps...

Perhaps she could adopt a child. When her mother recovered, she would have a child to keep her company, and she wouldn't be so lonely.

She was much older than Ling Yue and would definitely die before her. If she died, who would take good care of the Miss?

From the last will incident, it was clear that the Miss had no intention of marrying or having children.

Since that was the case, she might as well adopt a child.

If the child had the heart to inherit her mantle, they could continue to be the housekeeper for the Miss. After all, it was a million-dollar annual salary job. As long as the child worked hard, it was equivalent to an iron rice bowl.

If the child didn't want to inherit the job, they could inherit her money. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to take all that money she earned with her when she died.

The more Cheng Jiao thought about it, the more she felt the plan was feasible!

And Ling Yue had no idea that someone had planned all this for her.