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Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398: Chapter 332: Am I being nosy?

Chang Ying, even if she didn’t believe it, still held onto some hope inside, because she wanted her daughter to get better.

So she didn’t say anything, just fixed her bright eyes on the person taking her daughter’s pulse.

Rong Yan had finished taking the pulse and turned her head to look at Chang Ying.

"Your daughter’s fever is quite severe, and it’s turned into acute pneumonia. I’ll arrange a transfer to the Military District Hospital for her. What do you think?"

This was City First Hospital. She didn’t feel it was appropriate to intervene, but transferring to the Military District Hospital was a different story—as everyone there knew her.

When Chang Ying heard her words, she was dumbstruck, but she quickly reacted with utter delight, nodding her head, "Of course, thank you, thank you so much."

"Then wait a moment, I’ll get in touch right away." Rong Yan was thankful for her good memory; she still remembered the phone number of the Dean’s office at that hospital.

Chang Ying saw her leave and then turned to her husband, still unable to fully believe it, "Honey, did Mr. Rong just say... she’s arranging for our daughter to be transferred to the Military District Hospital?"

Sun Taoquan was a bit stunned himself. It turned out that when Mr. Rong said she had a way to reduce their daughter’s fever, she meant this... What a kind person.

He nodded seriously towards his wife, "Yes, that’s what Mr. Rong said... Let’s wait."

Rong Yan went outside to make the phone call and was lucky the post office was just a short distance from the hospital—which she had noticed when entering the hospital.

Reaching the counter, Rong Yan said to the employee, "Hello, I’d like to make a call."

The employee looked up at her, captivated. Such a pretty young girl.

"...Where to? Local or long-distance?"

Rong Yan: "Local, may I dial the number myself?"

Not only was this girl beautiful, but her voice was also especially pleasing to the ear.

The employee, still a bit confused, agreed. They unlocked the phone and then passed it out through the window.

The employee was just coming to their senses and was about to pull back their hand when they heard a clear "thank you."

"...No need to thank me!"

Their hand retracted, but the phone stayed outside... because she, she was thanking me!

Rong Yan dialed the Dean’s number...

Coincidentally, Dean Hao was about to leave his office when he heard the phone ring. He picked it up, "This is Hao Zheng, who’s this?"

Rong Yan thought... Dean Hao’s name is really quite interesting—Hao Zheng, very "correct."

She then stated her own name.

"Dean Hao, this is Rong Yan."

Dean Hao certainly knew who Rong Yan was—that was the talent he was eager to recruit.

He was immediately overjoyed to hear it was her calling, "Comrade Rong, why did you call me? Is there something I can help with?"

Rong Yan: "Dean Hao, I actually do need to trouble you with a matter. It’s like this..."

She briefly explained the situation regarding the girl with the high fever.

"That’s easy, I’m acquainted with that Dean. I’ll call the Dean of City First Hospital right now. This way, we won’t have to go back and forth..."

Rong Yan didn’t expect that Dean Hao would actually know the Dean of City First Hospital, which pleased her greatly.

Indeed, this would save a lot of time instead of wasting it transferring from one place to another.

"...Thank you, Dean Hao. That’s really very kind of you."

"Why be so formal with me? Just wait by the phone, and I’ll call you back in five minutes."

Rong Yan: "Okay, I’ll wait."

After hanging up, Rong Yan said to the employee at the counter, "No one will be using the phone for now. I’ll leave it here, as I have another call coming in shortly."

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