Chapter 14 — Don't Use The Two Words 'Filial Obedience' To Tie Me Down

"That's what happened before, why bring it up..."

“You were the one who mentioned the past first.” I'm in no hurry.

"If you dare to say something, don't be afraid that others will recalculate it clearly."

Chu Ngon clenched his hands and lowered his voice:

“Okay, don't bring up the past anymore.”

"Okay." I suddenly laughed lightly.

“So let's talk now.”

I looked at him, my voice serious:

"This time my mother was hospitalized, for the non-insurance costs, my card paid most of them. The specific number, later we will compare, I did not take an extra penny, nor did I miss a penny."

Chu Ngon wiped his face, his voice lowered:

“After being discharged from the hospital, taking care of mother is divided equally between the three families.”

“Money and work, no one should lack their share.”

Chu Manh couldn't help but interject:

"What kind of equal division? My family's income is higher. Is it fair to give them the same amount?"

“So what do you think is fair?” I looked straight at her.

"Calculating according to income, or calculating according to the level of benefits, does my mother help her more or help my family more? Do I need to list each item?"

Chu Manh choked, his chest clearly heaving. I didn't give her another chance to argue and said frankly:

"I propose a plan: temporarily not take my mother to any home, but take her to a professional rehabilitation facility."

"There are doctors, nurses, and full equipment. For mother's condition, that is the best choice."

Chu Manh's eyes widened:

“Put her in a nursing home, are you planning on leaving your mother there?”

“A rehabilitation facility is not like a nursing home.” I speak clearly.

"You can do your own survey and see the environment and quality of care. Each of our three families contribute money proportionally each month. Those who have time can visit more."

Her husband frowned:

“So how much does it cost? I heard that some decent places cost at least more than ten thousand a month.”

"My mother's current condition is in the hospital, nearly ten thousand a day." I looked straight at him.

“Which do you think is more reasonable?”

The air in the hallway seemed to freeze. Chu Ngon was silent for a long time, then finally raised his head.

“I know what Nghien says makes sense.”

"The way my mother is now, no family can afford full-time care. Taking her to a rehabilitation facility is both better for her and more practical."

Chu Manh immediately became angry:

“You also said the same thing as her, do you still have a conscience?”

“Conscience is not in the mouth.” Chu Ngon replied, his voice was low but hard.

"When we bring our mother home, we don't know how to take care of a paralyzed person. If we make a mistake, we will have skin ulcers and complications. Who will be responsible at that time?"

Chu Manh was scared by the word "skin ulcer" until he turned pale. She bit her lip, unable to say anything.

“It's not that I don't want to take care of my mother.” Chu Ngon continued, his voice heavy.

“But the reality is, if you can quit your job and take care of it full-time, I will bring your mother to your house.”

Chu Manh's eyes wavered and remained silent for a long time. Her husband sighed:

“Okay, stop arguing, let's find out about the recovery facility first.”

"If it's really beneficial for recovery, we shouldn't not consider it."

I nodded:

"This matter doesn't need to be decided today. Before mom leaves the hospital, let's go see a few places together."

“Chu Ngon, please contact social support, I will find more information.”

“Tan Hao, I have a friend who works in medical equipment, ask them if they have any trustworthy places.”

He reluctantly nodded:

“As for money, we have it can sit at the table.”

“Calculating based on income is okay, it's okay to calculate based on a fixed rate, the important thing is that the care plan must be clear first.”

Chu Ngon nodded, his eyes brightened a bit. Chu Manh tightened his lips, in the end he didn't say anything more, just glared at me and then turned around and entered the hospital room. I looked at her back, not feeling relieved at all. This war… has only just begun. But at least, things have moved from blaming to discussing. At least… I'm no longer the one who has to shoulder it all by default. When I got home that night, it was almost ten o'clock. Niem Niem slept very soundly, her cheek pressed against the pillow, her eyelashes trembling slightly. I gently covered the baby with a blanket and sat next to him for a while. Looking at that peaceful face, the chaotic emotions in my heart gradually subsided. I suddenly realized that no matter how chaotic the other side was, what I needed to protect... was the small house in front of me. Not some old house. The next day, Luong To Phan transferred to the rehabilitation department. The doctor arranges basic exercises and gives detailed instructions.

"The patient is awake, just not talking clearly, this is the golden stage of recovery."

"The extent to which we can recover depends on the next half of the year. The family must prepare psychologically for a long time."

Chu Ngon asked:

“When can I leave the hospital?”

“A week at the earliest.” The doctor replied.

“But I advise moving directly to a rehabilitation facility. If the conditions at home are not met, the effect will be much less.”

Chu Manh was about to say something, but seeing my calm eyes, he swallowed his words back. The atmosphere in the hospital room became quiet.