The nurse looked perplexed, "I came here to tell you about this matter. Don’t you know about the payment? Someone has deposited five hundred thousand yuan in treatment funds for you."
"Five, five hundred thousand?"
Fan’s father and Cui Guifang exchanged glances.
Both of their eyes were wide open, hardly believing what they had heard.
Fan’s father’s jaw almost dropped, and he was deeply alarmed, "Who, who gave the money? That, that’s not our money, could it be a mistake? It isn’t someone else’s lifesaving money, is it? We can’t leave it in our account. Doctor, please check it out, see who it belongs to and return it immediately, don’t let them become anxious!"
The nurse frowned, pulling out a piece of paper, "It clearly has Cui Guifang’s name on it, and, do you have a daughter named Fan Ran?"
Fan’s father was startled and nodded dumbly, "Yes, yes, but..."
"Then that’s it." The nurse took out a card and handed it to Fan’s father: "This is for you from Fan Ran, the prepaid fee. It was also Fan Ran who deposited it. She said it was money she had saved and asked us to transfer it to you. There’s one and a half million yuan on this card, and the pin is Fan Ran’s birthday. You should know it."
Fan’s father, upon hearing this, was turned to stone, unable to regain his senses for a long time.
It wasn’t until the nurse pushed the bank card into his hand.
The nurse kept talking to herself, "Your daughter is quite strange, I’ve never seen her before. I thought she was unfilial, but then she gave so much money... But even after giving the money, she didn’t want to show her face, even asking us to transfer it, really don’t understand."
As the nurse spoke, she shook her head and left the room.
Fan’s father held the bank card, feeling it burning hot, as if it were going to scald his hands.
He involuntarily looked at Cui Guifang.
Cui Guifang was also looking at him.
"Oh, old Fan, did your daughter send the money?" Auntie Liu had just helped a patient out and heard the nurse’s words. Her face lit up with happiness, pleased for Fan’s parents, "You told us before that your daughter was too busy to come. But look, daughters are more considerate than sons. Even being busy, didn’t she remember to send money? With such a large sum of money, you two can properly take care of your illnesses."
Auntie Liu recalled how pitiful Fan Ran’s parents had seemed before, with their daughter never having visited once.
Now it seemed that the daughter was the good one.
Auntie Liu cheerfully said, "Old Fan, you are blessed, to have a capable and understanding daughter; you’ll be able to enjoy your later years peacefully."
Fan’s father, tearfully joyful, wiped the corners of his eyes, "Yes, yes, isn’t that so..."
He looked at Cui Guifang.
The couple was both choked with tears.
They could see that most likely it was one of Fan Ran’s friends, or some kind-hearted person, who had d the money.
Today the police had spoken to them about Fan Ran’s case, they had dreamt of Fan Ran, and now received this sum of money; it was all heaven’s blessing. Their daughter must be watching over them from above.
Jiangli and Xia Xin waited by a shady wall outside the hospital for a while.
A Soul Nurturing Talisman suddenly appeared in Jiangli’s hand.
Jiangli glanced at it, then put away the Soul Nurturing Talisman, and said to Xia Xin, "Let’s go."
As she spoke, she stood up and walked away.
Xia Xin followed, "Ancestor, has Fan Ran returned? So soon?"
Jiangli nodded, "Almost. Dreamtime is different from outside time. They have had quite a long conversation in their dream. Besides, as Fan Ran’s mother is seriously ill and there is a great divide between humans and ghosts, even in a dream, one can’t take too long. This was enough."
As Jiangli’s words fell, the Soul Nurturing Talisman in her pocket stirred, as if it were thanking her.