I only had three day offs in a year, but I still called up my company.
I then offered a few hundred dollars to my colleague who was resting at home that day to cover for me.
I flagged a cab and went straight to the hospital.
The driver was all smiles but drove as quick as lightning. I didnât want to complicate things so I simply told him that I was having a tummy ache and he got me to the hospital in the shortest time possible.
I handed him 21 dollars but he took only 20. He told me, âThatâs fine. Just hurry and go get a doctor.â
I smiled and rushed to the hospital building.
I called the number back.
After what seemed like hours of ringing, the line finally connected.
âHello?â I started.
âHi, how may I help you?â a lady answered.
âWhere is the owner of this number? Iâm her grandson.â
âNumber 1 Peopleâs Hospital,â she responded.
âIâm in here already. The specific location, please?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âInpatient department, unit 603. Someoneâs ringing the bell, I got to go.â
âAlright, Iâll be there soon,â I said before hanging up.
I was connected to strangers twice. Was Granny really in such a serious condition that she was unable to speak?
I looked around the building, having no idea where the inpatient department was situated.
I kept asking for directions from nurses and doctors and finally got to the right section on the sixth floor.
I found unit 603 in no time but I had no courage to enter.
As shameful as it was to admit it, I didnât know Granny anymore.
Standing outside the ward, I made another call to the same number.
I heard the ringtone coming from inside the ward, and felt somewhat awkward.
âIâm like a fish in your pond, wishing for us to wait upon the moonlight...â
I looked into the room and spotted four beds. The phone was on the table by the furthermost bed.
âThe lotus remains fragrant despite the change in seasons...â
I quickly hung up and walked in.
One of the three other patients asked, âWho are you, little fellow?â
âMay I know whereâs this patient?â I asked, pointing at Grannyâs empty bed.
âOut for a stroll, probably, because itâs so stuffy in here. She should be back soon so just wait a while.â
âStroll?â
Wasnât she in a critical condition?
âOh, sheâs back now!â
I turned around and saw Granny standing by the door.
Both hands were in her pockets as she walked in slowly.
âDarling,â she called with a smile
I was embarrassed but then I remembered that my grandparents used to call me that when I was little.
âGranny?â I hedged.
She smiled and walked over to me to start fiddling with my shirt.
âWhere have you been? Why are you covered in dust?â she said, swatting at my shirt and turning me around to repeat what she did to the front.
âThereâs dust at the back, too? You can see them?â I asked.
âI saw it the moment I came in! I was wondering which fool was covered in so much dust!â
âNo, no, wait. A doctor told me you were critically ill. Where is he?â I questioned.
âXiao Gao, right?â she asked, smiling.
âXiao Gao?â I repeated.
Another patient added, âHeâs in the general medicine department. There should be a number in her phone so just go take a look.â
I walked to the bedside table and picked up Grannyâs phone.
There was indeed a Xiaogao in the call records. Granny couldnât have typed these on her own.
Perhaps his contact was given to her by a nurse.
I called him.
âAye, has something happened to your grandmother?â he said by the way of answering.
âIâm Chalk. You said Granny...â I turned to look at Granny.
She was still patting my clothes so I covered the phone a little. âIâll be back soon, Granny.â
She put her hands down. âCome back soon.â
I walked to the corridor and picked the phone back up. âYou said my grandmother was in critical condition. Whatâs going on?â
âItâs two separate matters. Your grandmother saw it as an excuse to see you.â
I sighed. âSo itâs fake? Sheâs fine?â
âNo, no, itâs real.â
âIâm confused.â
âYour grandmother has no other family member around now. Your uncle and aunty are overseas. She wanted to see a family member so she had me call you over.â
âSo sheâs fine?â I asked, letting my guard down.
âThatâs what she thinks. Thereâs another thing thatâs pretty serious.â
âWhat is it?â I asked, frowning.
âBecause sheâs alone, we didnât want to tell her about her condition. You must know that sheâs over 70 and weâve found lesions in two parts of her body. They are spreading. Itâs critical, but we donât know how to break the news to her. Since youâre here, weâre telling it to you now.â
âSo sheâs really ill...â
âYes, but her case is rather unique. We donât know how to show the report to her. Her case file is with me. I think itâs alright to hand them over to you now since youâre her family,â the doctor said.
âAlright. Where are you, Doc? Iâll go collect it. Iâm in your hospital.â
âThatâs fine. Itâs really messy here so Iâll make a trip down to that department during lunch break to pass it to you. Iâm also going to personally share with you some information about your grandmotherâs condition. Iâm a bit busy at the moment so go spend some time with her in the meantime.â
âIs... is it curable?â I asked.
âIâm still treating a patient right now so Iâll be brief. Because itâs not just one lesion, we do not suggest surgery.â
âAlright. Okay. Weâll talk later.â
âSure. Iâll hang up now,â Doctor Gao said before ending the call.
I stood rooted to the ground, looking into the room.
Granny had a powerful voice; I heard her say, âSee that boy? Heâs my grandson. Heâs working in a state enterprise.â
She chatted casually with other patients as I massaged my temples.
After recalibrating my emotions, I calmly walked back into the ward.