After marrying an officer, she was spoiled by the group

Chapter 889 What a pity

Dean Zhao shed tears of sorrow and grabbed Fu Ling with trembling hands to confirm: "Are you really not my Lingling?"

Fu Ling felt a pang in his heart, and he suppressed the urge to tell her the truth and shook his head: "No, I really am her sister."

He took out an ID card from his pocket and handed it to Dean Zhao.

Dean Zhao let go of Fu Ling's hand and tremblingly took the ID card. When she saw the information on it, it was like a bolt from the blue. She burst into tears and said, "You really are not my Lingling. You are nine years younger than her. You are not her..."

Yes, her Lingling has left this world forever and will never be seen again.

"Look for grandma, please don't be too sad. I don't think my sister would want you to be sad because of her. It's been three years since the incident. Please accept my condolences."

"Lingling is the smartest child I've ever met. She's accomplished so much at such a young age. Not only is she smart, she's also kind-hearted. She donates money and supplies to the orphanage every year and comes back to see us from time to time. She's a kind and grateful child. It's such a pity that God is so blind that such a good girl had an accident. I couldn't believe it at the time. Why couldn't God be kind to this child? I'd rather it was me who got into trouble!"

Fu Ling's eyes started to ache after hearing this. Seeing that Director Zhao was getting more and more emotional, she hurried to comfort her, "Grandma Zhao, please don't get too excited. Your health is more important. Besides, it's already happened, and the living have to go on with their lives. I believe my sister's spirit in heaven would not want to see you like this. Besides, the orphanage needs you. You must be strong."

Dean Zhao wiped away his tears, forced a smile, and shook his head, "I know my body well enough. I can't hold on much longer. I've already made all the arrangements for my funeral, and the children's lives will continue as before."

"Grandma Zhao, don't say that. You will definitely live a long life."

Dean Zhao picked up the ID card and looked at it again. "Xuanyuan Ling, what a coincidence, both have the character 'Ling' in them. I was the one who gave her the name 'Lingling'. I hope she will not be afraid of danger or obstacles and will soar to the sky."

"Thank you for everything you've done for my sister. I looked into her past and know that you helped her a lot. Now that she's gone, as her younger sister, I will inherit her will and continue to help the children in the orphanage."

"I appreciate your kindness. After Lingling passed away, all her inheritance was donated to the orphanage. Now the situation of the orphanage is much better than before. You just need to take care of yourself. After all, you are not Fu Ling and you have no obligation to do these things." If someone else had asked to donate to the orphanage, she would have readily agreed and would even be very happy.

But Xuanyuan Ling is different. She might really be Lingling's sister. The orphanage has already accepted her sister's kindness. Accepting her kindness would be a bit exploitative.

"Grandma Zhao, don't worry. My help is within my ability. I won't push myself or overdo it."

Dean Zhao said with a look of relief: "If Lingling knew she had a kind sister like you, she would be very happy! Grandma can see that you are a good child. I am really happy that you can come to see me today. I hope you will be safe and happy in the future, and free from illness and disaster."

Fu Ling patted Dean Zhao's hand and solemnly promised, "You too, from now on, I will be responsible for your health. I promise that I will never let you suffer from illness again."

It was only then that Dean Zhao noticed something was wrong. Normally, she would get out of breath after talking for a few more words, but today she had talked so much and surprisingly felt nothing was wrong. Even if it was a last gasp of energy, it wouldn't be this severe. Moreover, not only did she not feel any discomfort, but she felt a lot more relaxed.

Recalling the pill Xuanyuan Ling had given her just now, she widened her eyes in shock: "What medicine did you just give me?"

Fu Ling chuckled: "The medicine that can cure your illness was developed by me."

"Are you a doctor too?" Dean Zhao asked in disbelief.

"Yes, my parents are both excellent doctors. I have been influenced by them since I was a child, so I am very interested in medicine."

"Your sister is also a doctor. She has also liked it since she was a child. It turns out that it is hereditary. She has been very excited when seeing doctors and nurses since she was a child. She said that they are all angels in white." Dean Zhao fell into reminiscence.

The past comes to mind...

"Grandma Zhao! When I grow up, I also want to be an angel in white and use my abilities to save more patients."

She did it and kept moving forward towards her dream.

If nothing goes wrong, three years will allow her to reach a higher level.

Pity!

Dean Zhao sighed.

At this moment, she felt unbearable pain in her abdomen: "Ouch!" She screamed while holding her stomach.

"Grandma Zhao, are you okay?" Fu Ling asked with concern.

"My stomach hurts a little, I need to go to the bathroom."

Fu Ling stood up and helped her out of bed: "I'll help you go."

Dean Zhao didn't refuse. After she got off the bed, she felt full of strength. She gently took away Fu Ling's hand and said, "I think I can stand up now. I can go by myself."

As he spoke, he tried to take a few steps. The weakness he once felt had long since disappeared, and his whole body was filled with strength.

"Okay, if you have any questions, feel free to call me."

The bathroom was in the ward, just a few steps away. Director Zhao quickly entered the bathroom with his legs clamped together, and soon the sound of diarrhea was heard from the toilet.

Fu Ling reminded her from outside, "Grandma Zhao, the blood in your stool is because you took my medicine. It's normal. It's eliminating impurities from your body. Once you eliminate them, your illness will be cured."

"I understand." Dean Zhao was very touched. This child was as caring as her Lingling. They were indeed sisters and both had very likable personalities. The only regret was that the two sisters passed away before they had the chance to see each other.

Fu Ling sat beside the bed, picked up his phone and ordered some meat wontons for Dean Zhao.

I had been sick before and my appetite had decreased. After taking the Stretching Legs and Staring Eyes Pills, my body felt like it was hollowed out and I soon felt a strong sense of hunger.

Before I started ordering, I heard my stomach growling in the toilet.

When Dean Zhao came out of the bathroom, touching his stomach, Fu Ling had already made his choice and paid.

"Grandma Zhao, I ordered takeout for you. Please lie down on the bed and rest for a while. The takeout will be here soon."

Dean Zhao smiled lovingly: "Xiao Ling, you are so thoughtful. Grandma thanks you."

"You're welcome. You've taken care of my sister for more than ten years. This is what I should do."

"I didn't do anything. Your sister has been sensible since she was young. When she was eight or nine, she knew how to go out and pick up scraps to sell for money. At that time, the orphanage was in very poor conditions, and she earned all the tuition and fees for the nine years of compulsory education herself. On the contrary, after she grew up, the orphanage was often taken care of by your sister. Everything she has done for the orphanage over the years has long since repaid her for raising her."