She entered the house and laid on Zhijun's wife's bed, crying. "Wake up, my daughter!"
Ding Jun frowned and stepped forward to pat her shoulder. "Auntie, the doctor speculated that the Chinese medicine she took to give birth to a son had damaged her body. Do you know the prescription? Show it to the doctor."
Zhijun's wife's mother wiped her tears after she heard it, she immediately denied it. "Impossible! That prescription is a miracle medicine that can not be passed on to outsiders. How can it damage her body? That prescription is very effective. The three women in our village all gave birth to a son after taking that medicine!"
The doctor's expression became serious, but his tone was still gentle. "Give me the prescription and let me see it?"
The woman hesitated. Ding Jun advised, "Auntie, regarding Zhijun's wife's health, we have to let the doctor take a look to see if there are any problems."
When the woman heard this, she hesitantly took out a thin piece of paper from her pocket. On it, there were a few herbs written in crooked handwriting. It was the prescription for the medicine.
The doctor looked at the prescription and frowned. "This medicine is poisonous. We can't take it often. How long has she been taking it?"
The woman was dumbfounded. She was in disbelief and a little afraid. "More than a year."
The doctor lowered his eyelids, shook his head, and sighed. "The treatment for renal failure is expensive, and the chances of curing it are very small. You guys can discuss it. Once you've decided, you can go pay the fee."
After the doctor said that, he left. Zhijun's wife's mother was stunned. After she reacted, she quickly knelt down to Mother Chen, she went forward and hugged her leg. "In-law, please save my daughter! I really want you to have grandchildren! Please save her! I don't have any money, in-law..."
Zhijun's mother-in-law cried until she was covered in snot and tears. Anyone who saw this scene would be swayed. Mother Chen helplessly agreed. After all, she was also her daughter-in-law.
Mother Chen did not have that much money in her hands, so she borrowed money from Chen Zhigang and Ding Jun. She even wrote a debit note.
Ding Jun cut the business hours of selling pastries in half. Every afternoon, she went to the hospital to visit Zhijun's wife, but her condition was getting worse and worse. Although she was awake, her whole body was swollen, and she could not eat, she only hugged her two daughters and cried. Ding Jun could not bear to see this scene. She put aside the pastries that she had brought to visit Zhijun's wife. She walked out of the ward to adjust her mood, but she did not expect to see Zhimin and his wife talking to Chen Zhijun. Ding Jun stopped and did not go forward.
Zhimin's wife whispered, "Zhijun, I advise you not to spend all the money. After all, you still have two daughters to support. The doctor said that the chances of curing them are very small and the cost is extremely expensive. You might spend the money and end up not saving her."
Chen Zhimin also echoed, "That's right. Maybe this is her fate. She married into a family like ours that doesn't have much money and even got this disease. It's not our fault if we can't save her. After all, we still have to live. You can use the rest of the money to marry a new wife."
Chen Zhijun nodded in a daze as if he understood something. Ding Jun frowned, turned around and walked back.
Perhaps Zhijun's wife's mother was afraid of spending money, but she had not been here for a long time. It was understandable that the in-laws were afraid of spending money. Even her own mother wanted to give up on her... Ding Jun suddenly felt a chill in her heart.
Perhaps because she felt that the people around her did not want to spend money anymore, coupled with the worsening of her illness, Zhijun's wife passed away very quickly. Not long after, the Chen family held a funeral for Zhijun's wife.
During the funeral ceremony, the Ding family also went over. When Mother Ding heard the people beside her discussing when Chen Zhijun should remarry, she suddenly realized that this person only had two daughters. Once he married in and gave birth to a son, he could be the housekeeper. Moreover, Chen Zhiguo's dowry was 200 yuan, so Chen Zhijun's should be sizable as well.
Thinking of this, Mother Ding's eyes lit up. When the ceremony was about to end, she sneaked into Mother Chen's room and probed, "In-law, Zhijun's wife is gone. When the time comes, he must marry another one."
Mother Chen raised her head and looked at mother Ding suspiciously. "What's the matter?"
Mother Ding pulled the fake smile on her face. "My youngest daughter is already in her teens this year. I was just thinking of finding a family for her."
Realizing something, Mother Chen frowned and felt a wave of disgust in her heart, she slightly raised her voice. "Mother Ding, let's forget about this matter. Your Ding Ling is still young. Just let her study hard. She's still a child. How can she be a stepmother to other children?"
After saying that, mother Chen stood up and left, she did not allow any comment.
Mother Ding still wanted to say something, but when she saw the situation, she felt embarrassed and her face burned.