Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart

78: Chapter 77 Friends Are There to Trick 78: Chapter 77 Friends Are There to Trick Because they were discussing a new name for Miao Yulan, Lin Nianhe completely forgot to go to the police station to find Wang Hong.

Wang Hong left the police station carrying a few boiled eggs and didn’t see Lin Nianhe, who had agreed to meet her there.

Thinking that she might have been delayed leaving the health clinic, she went on her way to meet her.

This meeting took her straight to the hospital ward.

“Comrade Steel, do you want some water?

Do you want some candy?

Shall I go buy you a couple of meat buns?”

Wang Hong: “…?”

Comrade…Steel?

She looked around and saw only those two girls beside Miao Yulan’s hospital bed, with no male comrade in sight.

Only the auntie, who had been at death’s door yesterday, was now watching them with a lively interest, her eyes shining brightly.

Wang Hong thought to herself, could it be possible this older girl’s name is Steel?

What kind of parents would curse their daughter with a name like that!

Wang Hong approached as calmly as possible and poked Lin Nianhe in the head, “Didn’t we agree that you would come find me at the police station?

You’ve caused me a lot of trouble.”

“Ah, Aunt Wang, you’re here.” Lin Nianhe quickly got up to give up her seat to Wang Hong before saying, “Well, you see, we were just giving Miao…Miao Tiechui a new name.”

Wang Hong: “…?”

It was only then that Wang Hong noticed Miao Yulan’s vacant stare and despondent face.

By the looks of it, if she could move freely, she’d probably jump out the window.

A twitch formed at the corner of Wang Hong’s mouth, “You’re naming her Tiechui?”

“Ah no, we’ve come up with many names, but she didn’t like them…”

After listening to a long list of different names, Wang Hong sympathetically took Miao Yulan’s hand.

“Miss Miao, it’s my fault for not arranging things properly.

I shouldn’t have let her come here.” Wang Hong expressed her deep apologies, “Are you feeling okay?

Do you want me to call the doctor to check on you?”

She finally understood why the big girl beside them could sit up too.

Who wouldn’t want to watch this joke?

Miao Yulan licked her lips and suddenly smiled.

She shook her head and said to Wang Hong, “Aunt Wang, I’ve thought it over.

Just do as you and Nianhe said.

Tell her I’m dead.

I don’t want to go back anymore.”

“Okay.”

Wang Hong unusually didn’t scold her but nodded in agreement, stroked her hair, and said, “Don’t think about these things anymore.

I’ll take care of it…

From now on, you are a child of our brigade.

Don’t be afraid, the aunties are here.”

While speaking, Wang Hong took out the eggs, peeled them, and handed them to Miao Yulan.

Seeing the egg in her hand, tears welled up in Miao Yulan’s eyes and fell drop by drop.

She had been sick before, but she had never even had a sip of millet porridge.

Blood relatives didn’t compare to the fellow villagers she had lived with for four years.

“Eat quickly.” Wang Hong urged, “You need to get your strength back first…

You should learn from Shumei.

Look at her, she recovered from her injury and is as lively as a donkey, even able to climb over walls.”

“Yes.” Miao Yulan held back tears, smiling as she ate the egg in small bites.

After she finished eating, Wang Hong asked: “What name would you like to change to?

Don’t listen to those two, they’re just messing with you.”

Wang Hong was actually mistaken this time; Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan weren’t doing it on purpose…

They were genuinely not good at coming up with names.

Miao Yulan’s eyes glanced at the book “Red Rock” beside her and said softly, “How about I take the name Miao Hongyan?”

Wen Lan: “So why do you dislike the name Hongzhu?”

Lin Nianhe: “Tiechui, do you want to think about it again?”

Wang Hong slapped the two away, “Scram, scram, scram, both of you with your nonsense!”

After a moment of thought, Wang Hong looked seriously at Miao Yulan and suggested: “For a girl, ‘Red Rock’ is a bit too tough-sounding.

How about…”

“Hongqi!”

Lin Nianhe interjected, standing at the end of the bed with hands over her heart, cleared her throat, and said, “We were born under the red flag, grew up in the spring breeze, running on the fields of hope…

How about you take the name Miao Tianye?”

Miao Yulan: “I’ll choose Miao Hongqi.”

Wang Hong: “…”

Actually, she wanted to suggest the name “Hongyan.”

But seeing Miao Yulan…

oh no, Miao Hongqi, already looking eager to settle this matter, Wang Hong didn’t speak up to avoid entering another round of debate.

She smiled, lips pressed together, stood up, and said, “Alright, then I’ll head to the commune now and change your name, then we’ll send her off.”

Miao Hongqi nodded: “Thank you, Aunt Wang.”

“What are you talking about, there’s no need for such formality.” Wang Hong was as brisk and efficient as ever.

After settling on the name, she hurried off.

She figured that once she left, everything would be set in stone, and Miss Miao wouldn’t be troubled anymore.

Shouldn’t be…

right?

“Comrade Miao Hongqi, your new name is a bit of a mouthful; how about picking a nickname?

Like, Tiechui?”

Miao Hongqi: “…”

She wanted to be discharged from the hospital, to keep her distance from her.

Miao Hongqi was brooding when a nurse came to inform her to go and change her dressings.

Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan jumped into action, both reaching to support her arm and said in unison, “Come on, get out of bed.”

Miao Hongqi looked left and right, and seeing that neither of them intended to let go, she asked, “How do you expect me to get out of bed like this?”

They’re not planning to tear me apart, are they?

Even the nurse looked a bit distressed and instructed, “She’s seriously injured on her back and can’t exert force…

Hey, I didn’t tell you to support her back!

You, you, you…

Nevermind, I’ll do it.”

Miao Hongqi looked at the nurse gratefully, as if looking at a lifesaver.

In the dressing change room, Zhou Fenyang frowned at the medical record and complained, “How could she be beaten up like this?

She’s really suffered…”

Before she could finish her sentence, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Fenyang purposely softened her voice: “Come on, lie down—what, it’s you?”

Her words stopped abruptly at the sight of Lin Nianhe, and her already sour mood worsened instantly.

Lin Nianhe: “What a coincidence.”

They say you should never offend doctors, and now Lin Nianhe was truly feeling the weight of that statement.

She wouldn’t take this opportunity for revenge and deliberately harm Tiechui while changing the dressings, would she?

Lin Nianhe felt that the possibility was quite significant.

Wen Lan looked puzzled and asked, “What’s the matter, Hezi?

You know her?”

Lin Nianhe licked her lips: “I guess you could say that I know her.”

Zhou Fenyang was much more direct, pointing at the door: “You get out.”

Lin Nianhe “hmm”ed, standing still: “Can’t leave, I’m afraid you might take personal revenge on my friend.”

Zhou Fenyang hadn’t reacted when Miao Hongqi was taken aback.

She said, a friend?

She vaguely remembered that when she first approached Lin Nianhe, her assessment of herself was: hadn’t noticed me, can’t say she looked down on me.

She had also never dared to get close to Lin Nianhe; she was too good, making her unworthy of friendship.

And now, she was saying they were friends.

These past few days, Miao Hongqi felt she had lost a lot, but at the same time, she had gained a lot, too.

With eyes slightly warm, she was about to say something when she heard the doctor sneer: “What do you take me for?

Am I going to kill her or what?”

Lin Nianhe: “What if?”

Zhou Fenyang was so irritated that she began to tremble with anger: “Fine, fine fine fine, then you watch!

Let’s see what you can actually understand!”

As she spoke, she stood up and clattered the items in the metal tray noisily.

Miao Hongqi felt that she should do something for her friend, too.

She searched for the right words for a long time, finally speaking up just as Zhou Fenyang was about to start: “Nianhe is also skilled in medicine, she treated the girls from our commune who were injured, and none of them were left with scars.”

Zhou Fenyang’s hand froze, turning to size up Lin Nianhe: “You’ve studied medicine?”

Lin Nianhe: “…”

This matter, she couldn’t admit.

She wasn’t worried about Zhou Fenyang complaining to Su Yuncheng; what if she went home and told her brother, and Zhou Xu mentioned it to Su Yuncheng?

When others fall from grace, it sparks a city-wide celebration and admiration, but her fall would only lead her onto an experiment table for dissection.

Lin Nianhe glanced at Comrade Tiechui.

She wondered if saying she was delirious from the injury to her head could be convincing enough to get them off her back.