The Divine Healer Gets a Divorce after Reincarnating! Chapter 301: Liu Xue is Ill

Chapter 301: Liu Xue is Ill
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Xia Hai and Zhang Cheng had spent the past few days collaborating closely, forging a strong brotherly bond. Presently, Xia Hai arrived, clutching a box of ripe fruits in his hands.
“Come, Wanwan, help yourself to some fruit. The weather’s scorching.”
Arrayed on the fruits were toothpicks, a delicate touch that highlighted how much Xia Hai had evolved.
In bygone days, he’d have consumed fruit in a much less refined manner, forsaking the art of slicing and dicing for immediate indulgence. The metamorphosis was clearly thanks to the influence of Zhang Cheng. Xia Wan accepted his gesture with a smile. “Thanks, Dad.”
In this juncture, a young man dashed in, making a beeline for Zhang Cheng.
“Dad, you’re still here chatting? Mom’s suddenly in agony. The painkillers aren’t working. We need to hurry to the hospital.”
Coincidentally unoccupied, Xia Wan promptly interjected, “I’ll accompany you.
I’ve studied medicine previously.”
Zhang Chuan, in turn, scrutinized Xia Wan with a quizzical expression. “You appear roughly my age. You’re knowledgeable in medicine? You’re likely just in high school.”
With a nod, Xia Wan responded, “Yes, I’m in my third year of high school. We’re the same grade, though not in the same class.”
Xia Wan held residual memories of Zhang Chuan. In her previous life, Zhang
Chuan’s academic records hadn’t been exceptional, but he’d excelled in sports. During that era, he’d journeyed to the city for a competition, earning a top-three distinction. Coupled with his athletic achievements, he’d secured a place in a prestigious university.
Zhang Chuan’s brow creased, skepticism evident in his eyes.
Zhang Chuan was strikingly handsome, perhaps the most appealing lad in their class.
Unlike Zhou Chen’s soft countenance, Zhang Chuan radiated a rebellious aura.
Many girls had set their sights on him but were met with his resolute rebuffs. His popularity lagged behind Zhou Chen’s due to his acerbic tongue.
In her past life, Xia Wan had been incapable of deciphering individuals’ true natures, perceiving those like Zhang Chuan as challenging associates. Yet, life’s encounters had equipped her with the ability to discern essence beneath facades.
For instance, Zhang Chuan’s candor was a testament to his disdain for artifice.
Initially, such personalities might seem challenging, but they invariably became the bedrock of trust.
Zhang Chuan cast a disgruntled glance at Xia Wan. “I can’t fathom what you’ve said to my dad that’s earned you such staunch belief. Let me make this clear: don’t administer my mom’s treatment blindly.”
“Xia Wan’s grandfather is a village doctor. I’ve gleaned quite a bit about her these past days, including her commendable deeds. She’s saved numerous lives.”
Zhang Chuan compressed his lips. “Xia Hai is Xia Wan’s father. Naturally, he’d sing her praises. You wouldn’t disparage your own child, would you?”
Zhang Cheng interjected, “That’s not true. I’ve informed everyone how troublesome and unruly you are.”
Zhang Chuan was left speechless. That was undoubtedly his flesh and blood speaking.
Xia Wan didn’t expend energy clarifying to Zhang Chuan. She remained unconcerned about his belief in her capabilities. Instead of weaving more words, she chose to exhibit her competence through action.
Subsequently, they reached Zhang Cheng’s residence.
Zhang Chuan’s mother, Liu Xue, lay on the bed, contorted with pain. Pallor tinted her complexion, sweat forming on her brow.
Witnessing his spouse’s anguish, Zhang Cheng hastened to her side. “Sweetheart, where does it hurt? Don’t fret; I’ll whisk you to the hospital.”
Liu Xue’s retort was direct. “Hospital? I’m merely grappling with a stomachache. Your burgeoning wealth doesn’t confer a carte blanche to spend recklessly. Some rest will suffice.”
A disparaging look at Zhang Chuan punctuated her statement. “Did you fetch your father? I explicitly cautioned you about this recurring issue.”
Zhang Cheng’s worry seeped through, “Darling, aren’t we working hard to reap rewards? Your ailment necessitates care. What’s the purpose of accumulating money if we can’t use it when needed?
“Should your condition deteriorate, what’d become of us?”
Positioned beside, Xia Wan comprehended the situation. Zhang Chuan’s delay in seeking medical attention was clarified. His initial recourse was to locate
Zhang Cheng..