Lin Shiyao came back to her senses and quickly said, “Mom, I’m already fine.”
Mother Lin asked, “Yaoyao, didn’t you go boating with your classmate Jiajia today? How did you fall into the water?”
“Mom, Wang Jiajia pushed me in.”
“What?! That vicious girl actually dared to do something murderous like that. When your dad comes back, we’ll report it to the police and have her sent to labor reform,” Mother Lin kept cursing angrily.
“Mom, no one saw it at the time. Even if we report it, we might not have any evidence.”
At that moment, her younger brother Lin Zhengbin started shouting, “Sis, I told you! I saw her talking badly about you to someone before, but you didn’t believe me!”
Lin Shiyao thought carefully and realized it really had happened—only the original host hadn’t cared and assumed the child must have heard wrong.
With Wang Jiajia’s personality, she would definitely refuse to admit it and claim Lin Shiyao slipped and fell into the lake herself, since no one was around. But letting her off just like that was impossible. Even if she couldn’t be sent to labor reform, she couldn’t be allowed to live comfortably either. Thinking of Wang Jiajia’s family that favored boys over girls, she instantly came up with an idea.
“Mom, I’m fine now. I want to go home.” Mainly, she didn’t want to stay in the hospital anymore—her family in her previous life had all died in a hospital, and it made her unwilling to remain there.
“Let’s stay a few more days for observation. Don’t worry about the money—our family can afford this,” Mother Lin thought she was worried about the cost and felt her daughter was considerate, unlike her smelly sons.
Lin Zhengbin… and Lin Xiangdong far away on the island: Hey, why are we getting blamed while lying down? Fortunately, they couldn’t hear Mother Lin’s thoughts.
“Mom, really, I’m fine. I don’t feel uncomfortable,” Lin Shiyao said, getting out of bed. Seeing his sister get up, Lin Zhengbin hurried over to support her.
“Binbin, I’m okay,” she said, following her brother’s support and sitting up.
“Alright, you two wait here. Mom will go handle the discharge procedures.”
Soon Mother Lin returned, followed by a doctor in a white coat with a stethoscope around his neck. Seeing her sitting by the bed, the doctor walked over and asked, “Comrade, how are you feeling?”
“I feel much better. No discomfort,” Lin Shiyao replied.
The doctor was surprised—she had looked very weak when brought in yesterday, yet today she was already fine. Youth really was remarkable. Despite his thoughts, he performed his professional check, listened to her heart and lungs, found nothing abnormal, and allowed her to be discharged.
“There’s nothing serious, but you still need to rest well after going home. Eat nourishing foods and recover properly,” the doctor said before leaving quickly, as medical staff were scarce and many patients were waiting.
Seeing she was truly fine, Mother Lin told her younger brother to pack their things into a woven bag, while Lin Zhengbin carried the lunchbox.
Lin Shiyao tidied her clothes, then linked arms with her mother as they left the ward. She tried to help carry things, but her mother refused, saying a patient shouldn’t do anything.
Lin Shiyao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry—both moved and saddened. Such a good mother made her feel the long-lost warmth of maternal love again, while her brother chattered beside them about funny stories from the family compound.
Through his talk, she gained a clear understanding of the compound, and before they knew it, the family of three had returned home.