Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

When the children learned that Li Jianguo had acute lymphocytic leukemia, they didn't know whether the disease could be cured, but they all came to visit him.

Jidong and Ergou abandoned the company, Zhuzhu stopped filming the half-finished scene, and Baolin stopped taking any further notices. Zhenzhen and Youcai also handed over the restaurant to their subordinates. Tong Shuyu and Jilin hurried over from Jiang Province.

Everyone gathered in the ward. Zhuzhu held her father's hand and burst into tears, "Dad! It's all my fault. I should have taken you for a physical examination earlier."

You can’t check cancer too often. I usually have a physical examination once a year. When I checked last year, I was fine. But suddenly I checked and found that I was in the late stage. This is too scary.

The other children also had red eyes and tears welling up in their eyes, but they tried their best to hold them back. Dad is already 81 years old, and the risk factor is already very high for surgery at this age, not to mention that it is a terminal disease like leukemia.

Li Jianguo patted Zhuzhu's shoulder and said, "Why are you crying? This is not a terminal illness!"

When these words came out, Zhuzhu's eyes widened, not even bothering to wipe away her tears, "Really? Can it be cured?"

She thought leukemia was a terminal illness. It turns out it can be cured? Is this true?

"Really?" Li Jianguo told Yaoyao about the research she had done before.

Several people looked at each other in bewilderment. It wasn't that they didn't care about Yaoyao, it was just that different trades were like different worlds. Every time she published in a magazine, they were like reading a foreign book, and they didn't understand at all.

It was Jidong who broke the silence first, "Then I'll go pay the bill."

Er Gou said hurriedly, "I'll go too!"

After learning that the disease can be cured, everyone spoke more freely. "I was scared to death. I thought I was going to lose my father."

Zhuzhu lay on Li Jianguo's shoulder, "Dad! You have to be well, my child is still young."

Li Jianguo rubbed her hair and said, "Got it."

Baolin was relieved when he learned that his condition had improved. "Uncle Li, where's my mom? Why can't I see her?"

"Your mother went to sell the house." Li Jianguo sighed, "I asked her to go and get the money. She refused, saying that she wanted to sell the house to cure me."

Zhuzhu sat up straight, "Sell the house? Is this disease very expensive?"

"Yes! One shot costs 120 million." Li Jianguo was a little nervous. 120 million is not a small amount. Many families can't earn that much money in their lifetime. What if the disease is not cured, what will happen to Xiuhua? !

Zhuzhu was relieved to learn that it only cost 120 million. She thought it would cost tens of millions. She waved her hand and said, "Tell mom not to sell the house. I have money."

Zhuzhu took out a black card from her pocket. She usually has to film and doesn't have much time to manage her finances. All her money is kept in the card and will be deposited into a fixed deposit at the end of the month.

Baolin was a little surprised. It was the first time she heard that an injection cost so much money. She immediately took out her bank card and said, "I took this card when I came here. There is 500,000 yuan in it. I used all my money to buy a house, so I don't have much cash on hand. This is the performance fee I just received."

Tong Shuyu and Ji Lin are not businessmen, but they are paid wages, and they use their money to pay off their mortgages and make fixed deposits. Ji Lin said, "Uncle Li, we have money too, so we don't need to sell the house. We can just pool our money together."

Li Jianguo thanked them for their kindness. "No need. It's not easy for you to make money. I have 200 million in my card. Use my money first. It's your mother who is worried and afraid that you will have to spend money later. That's why you want to sell the house."

Treatment requires more than just injections, but also various tests. Medical insurance can only reimburse half of the cost at most. The other half must be paid by themselves.

Ergou and Jidong came back, and Zhuzhu saw them and immediately came up to them, "Who of you paid?"

Jidong was confused, "I paid for it, what's wrong?"

He had enough money, so there was no need to swipe two people's cards.

Zhuzhu handed him the bank card and said, "I'll pay. You need money to run your business, but I don't."

Jidong hurriedly asked her to take the money back, "It's only 120 million. It's not much money."

Outside the ward, many family members passed by the door and heard them arguing.

Chinese people love gossip, and hospitals are gossip dens. Many family members walked back and forth at the door, curiously looking in. Some patients would also lean over to look over here. Even one patient had his leg in a cast, but that didn't stop them from watching the fun.

The new patient didn't understand the situation and asked the person in front of him, "What's going on? What's the noise?"

"For medical expenses. I heard that one injection costs 120 million." The sick old man sighed.

"120 million per injection? Even if he is cured at this age, it will still bring down the family. No wonder they quarreled." The new patient thought that the patient was ignorant and should not bring down the family just to survive. Especially the more children there are, the easier it is to quarrel over disagreements.

A patient next to him was also a new patient. Hearing this, he said, "Survival is a human instinct. Who wants to die when they can live!"

The old man was stunned, thinking he had misunderstood, "They don't think the money is too expensive, they just want to pay."

The patients looked at each other in disbelief, "Ah?! Is this true?! Are they willing to pay 120 million?"

"Really!" The old man raised his chin. "He seems to be quite rich. He is staying in a VIP ward. Several expert doctors came to see him."

Cancer patients are all in the wards on the third floor. Some wards are VIP wards, some are for two people, some are for four people, some are for six people, and the largest is for 12 people. Each ward has different situations.

Zhang Xiuhua came out of the elevator and walked among them. Someone recognized her and said, "She is the one..." He couldn't remember Zhang Xiuhua's name for a moment, but he remembered one thing, "Her children are very successful. One of her daughters seems to be an actress, quite famous."

"He looks very familiar to me. I seem to have seen him somewhere." Someone else also recognized him.

So more people sneaked to the door and recognized Zhuzhu, Baolin, Jidong, Ergou and Yaoyao. The ones they were least familiar with were Zhenzhen and Youcai.

The restaurants they run are all high-end restaurants that are simply not accessible to ordinary people.

Zhang Xiuhua heard the discussions outside, closed the door, and said to them, "Stop arguing! I'll pay for the medical expenses. You just come and see Dad. He needs someone to talk to him now."

People outside were staring at them, and the children finally realized what was happening. They were afraid that these people would take random photos and post them online, so they stopped making noise and responded in unison.

When Yaoyao came over, Jidong suggested changing the ward, "All the patients here are terminally ill, and there are people crying every day. Uncle's mood must be affected here."

Hospitalized patients tend to overthink. Being exposed to these dark sides every day can make a healthy person depressed. My uncle needed to cheer up.

Yaoyao hadn't really thought of this, "Then I'll tell the hospital."

Not long after, Li Jianguo was transferred to the obstetrics VIP ward. There was no other way. The fertility rate was getting lower and lower in 2024, and many rooms in the obstetrics department were empty. The VIP ward had been unoccupied for a long time, so he had to move here.

Ergou was a little worried, "Will listening to the baby crying every day affect Dad's sleep?"

Li Jianguo smiled and said, "It's okay. I feel good when I hear the child crying."

But he was obviously worrying too much, because with the door closed, he could not hear any noise outside at all.

In a blink of an eye, Li Jianguo got the injection.

Half a month later, he passed all the examinations and had returned to normal. After being discharged from the hospital, the two of them stayed in one of Zhang Xiuhua's courtyards.

This is her home in the capital, where she and Li Jianguo usually live. The children each have their own small homes.

I don't know who leaked the news, but the media actually released the news that Li Jianguo was hospitalized.

The media didn't write the headlines well, some wrote "Li Baozhu's father is seriously ill and dying" and others said, "Zhang Baolin visits his stepfather."

The video of several children quarreling in the ward also spread all over the Internet. So the interview video of Zhang Xiuhua's family 20 years ago was dug out for everyone to discuss.

Zhang Xiuhua also received an invitation. Li Jianguo asked her to go, "It's too boring for you to stay at home with me every day. You should go out and have some fun. When you come back, tell me what the current studio looks like."

They received the invitation more than 20 years ago, when the equipment was very simple. It must have changed a lot now.

After much thought, Zhang Xiuhua finally accepted it.

She was again asked by the host on TV about her parenting methods.

She could only talk about the parenting methods she used when she was a child, and how each family and child is different, and that we need to teach students in accordance with their aptitude and adapt to local conditions. We can’t just copy and paste.

If your child is not successful, you should calmly accept his or her mediocrity.

"I myself come from a peasant family, and I educate my children by teaching them as they learn. I mainly cultivate their self-learning ability. Most of the time, I will give them advice. But I am not always right. If they insist on doing something, I will support them, encourage them, and find teachers for them in this area. If they fail, I will do everything I can to cover for them. I won't let them fall once and then be unable to get up. I will give them opportunities to make mistakes." Zhang Xiuhua also mentioned her adopted son, Li Qi, who is also her son-in-law. "He likes to take risks and dares to take risks. At his age, many people stood at the forefront of the storm and made a lot of money. But they failed to keep their original intentions, became arrogant, and then fell to the bottom of the pit and could never get up again. But he fell many times, and every time he learned a lesson and corrected his shortcomings. I think such a child will not go wrong in the future."

Zhang Xiuhua's interview was publicized in various media outlets. The first people to see it were the grown-up children.

"This interview shouldn't be pushed to me, it should be pushed to my dad. I wanted to open an online store before, but he wouldn't let me, saying I was messing around. If he had listened to me, our factory wouldn't have closed down."

Some children are dissatisfied. "Look at other people's parents. They don't have enough education, but they don't give orders blindly. They try their best to provide for their children. But my parents are different. I can obviously apply to a 985 university, but they won't let me. They insist that I apply to a third-tier university in our city, for fear that I will flee my hometown and not support them."

"Such parents are really open-minded. No wonder they can cultivate so many talents."

The children complained and recommended these videos to their parents. Then the parents, who refused to admit their mistakes, scolded her for talking nonsense, saying, "We raised you to this age, and you have brought up hatred?"

"Ignorant wolf! I really raised you in vain."

"Without us, there would be no you! Stop watching such garbage!"

It is just like the saying: parents are waiting for their children to thank them, but children are waiting for their parents to apologize. Neither side is happy.