Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 283 Leaving Home to Recover

The next morning, Zhang Peter took Xu Weiwei to his laboratory and together with his assistant, he gave her a comprehensive examination. In the end, he diagnosed her with tuberculosis and pulmonary hypertension, which was almost consistent with his speculation.

Xu Weiwei was immediately worried when she learned the diagnosis. Yesterday was the first time she coughed up bloody sputum, and she had not thought of tuberculosis before, thinking that the worst case was pneumonia.

Unexpectedly, her health was worse than she expected.

Tuberculosis is contagious. She has been coughing for a while and has been staying with her family. What if she infects them? She can't live with everyone anymore.

Xu Weiwei found a thick cotton mask and put it on. She said in a muffled voice, "Doctor Zhang, please vacate a clinic for me. I won't be going back for the time being."

After that, he sent a message in the family group: [Everyone, it has been confirmed that it is tuberculosis. This disease is contagious. If you have a cough or physical fatigue, you must get checked immediately. The house needs to be disinfected thoroughly, especially the things I have touched. Open the windows for ventilation. I will stay at Dr. Zhang's place for a while and will not go back yet.]

Zhang Peter sighed: "I didn't expect you to know this. In fact, as long as you take precautions, the chance of infection is still very small."

"It's always better to be safe than sorry. Doctor, you were in close contact with me, so you're also at risk of being infected. I'm sorry."

Zhang Peter raised his hand: "Let's not talk about this. Are you sure you want to live here? The treatment period for tuberculosis is half a year."

"Yeah, I can stand it."

Zhang Peter: ...You can endure it, but others may not be able to endure it.

"If you have made up your mind, just have someone send the things over." Anyway, he is so close to the villa and can go back anytime he wants.

"it is good."

Xu Weiwei told her family about it, but she didn't expect that what came was not the servants who came to help her decorate the room, but two aggressive hostesses.

"Mom? Grandma? Why are you here?"

"You kid! How dare you say that! You're so bold! Who taught you to talk like that? Huh? Did your mother and I agree? You're so young and you still want to make decisions for adults..."

The old lady was about to catch her, but Xu Weiwei dodged her. The two of them started to circle around the medical equipment, which made Zhang Peter terrified.

"You're still hiding?! You don't listen to grandma, do you?! Stop running! Come back with me!"

"If you don't chase me, I won't hide. I just put on my mask and my clothes are still the same as this morning. What if I infect you with the virus?"

"If you get infected, I'll treat you together! We don't have to keep our distance anymore, and you're running. Do you want to see me wrestle?"

Xu Weiwei stopped walking. The old lady caught up with her from behind, grabbed her arm, and slapped her little butt in anger, with a force not much greater than a dusting blow.

Seeing that her grandmother was so angry that she was about to wipe her tears after taking the photo, Xu Weiwei quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Tuberculosis bacteria can attach to dust and objects and are contagious for 8-10 days. You just came into contact with me, so don't rub your eyes with your hands."

The old lady who had just been crying in anger became happy again because of her granddaughter's concern. She touched her face through the mask and said, "Thank you, my baby, you understand so much."

Xu Weiwei pointed to the masks over there and asked them to put them on. "If you live with me, you have to wear a mask every day. It's very uncomfortable. Doctor Zhang also has to run back and forth."

Zhang Peter raised his hands in surrender: "I don't mind the trouble. I don't need to wear a mask from morning to night. I can just take it off when I enter my own private space."

Xu Weiwei stared over expressionlessly, while Zhang Pete looked up at the sky.

"That's great! We'll take the person away first. Doctor Zhang can come over when he's ready. Just tell the housekeeper if there's anything you need us to prepare."

"Okay, you go slowly."

Zhang Peter leaned against the door and waved goodbye to Xu Weiwei with a smile on his face.

The mortality rate of tuberculosis is not high, and the treatment is also very simple, requiring only regular medication and intravenous infusion. Although the treatment period is a bit long, it is generally not a difficult disease, and Xu Weiwei is still optimistic.

The same goes for Zhang Pete. Everyone is prepared for a protracted war.

Variables often come unexpectedly.

In March of the following year, the winter vacation was over and students returned to school one after another. Finn looked at a small bell-shaped white flower on the windowsill, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the edge of the flowerpot.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he picked it up, walked out a few steps, then turned back and put it back where it was.

At dinner time, he and his mother were the only ones at the table. Finn was not one to initiate conversation unless it was something serious about school, but today he broke his habit and said a few irrelevant things.

"When are you going to the Seaforths? Is Selvie still sick? It's troublesome to take care of that pot of flowers."

Mrs. Wolfhard looked up and saw her son chewing his food with his head down, as if the words he had just said did not come from his mouth.

"I told you to pick out some jewelry or something, but you insisted on digging that grass back. You've caused all the trouble. Mom feels ashamed. This is the first time I've seen such a low-brow gift... If Mom and your Aunt Tina weren't on good terms, giving this away would definitely be misunderstood..."

Mrs. Wolfhard talked for a long time without getting to the point and didn't answer any of her questions. Finn tapped his chopsticks with his index finger.

"If you don't mind taking it to school, give it to Kane and ask him to take it back, along with the things mom prepared. With a gardener taking care of it, it should be healthy until Wei'er comes back. Wild grasses are easy to grow..."

Finn didn't bother to refute the question of "weeds", but quickly grasped a key point and looked up and asked: "'Come back'? Isn't she home now?"

"Well, I've been away from home for a while, probably in the middle of last month... This disease should be a bit difficult to treat. I sent him away for treatment, and I'm not sure when he will come back."

"Where did you send it?"

"I don't know. It's not a good thing to know other people's privacy. Why do you want to know so much?" Mrs. Wolfhard sighed. "This child has suffered so many misfortunes. It's pitiful. I originally wanted her to be our daughter-in-law, but now it seems that I shouldn't think about it so soon."

Finn was furious, but his upbringing prevented him from venting his anger on his mother. He could only put down his chopsticks, said "I'm full" and left the restaurant.

Mrs. Wolfhard regretted her words as soon as they came out of her mouth. She turned around and yelled at her son, "Mom didn't mean to curse anyone! Don't say anything when you get out of here! Especially in front of your Aunt Seaforth, do you hear me—"

The answer she got was Finn's silent back.

"Oh! How could I think like that..." Mrs. Wolfhard put her fingers into her fluffy wavy hair and scratched it, looking very annoyed.