My Darling, My Dearest
Chapter 419 Apply For A Grant

Jack frowned as soon as he saw Scarlett in the ward. "Didn't I tell you not to come here again?"

"I'm here to take care of you." Scarlett didn't take Jack's indifference to heart anymore because Tracy was always there to support her. So instead of feeling hurt, she sat down and asked him with a smile, "How are you feeling today?"

But Jack just ignored her. He closed his eyes and asked coldly, "Where is my phone?"

"I don't know." Scarlett tried her best not to laugh and said innocently, "I haven't seen your phone since you were sent to the hospital."

The truth was, she took his phone and gave it to Tracy.

On Jack's first night in the hospital, she was there to take care of him. When she was about to bend over to the bedside to have a rest, she heard a phone ringing, but it wasn't her phone.

She followed the sound to replace the phone. Finally, she found it in the pocket of Jack's bloodstained trousers.

As soon as Scarlett saw Rachel's name on the screen, she was so angry that she clenched her teeth. At first, she wanted to throw the phone away, but she controlled herself and managed to hide it. An idea flashed through her mind.

The next day when Tracy came to the hospital, Scarlett waited for Jack to fall asleep before she took his phone out and handed it to Tracy. She whispered, "Auntie, someone called Jack yesterday. Since this is his private phone, I didn't answer it."

"Who called him?"

"Rachel."

When she mentioned Rachel's name, she clearly noticed that Tracy's expression changed. By this time, she knew all along that her plan was a success.

Tracy took the phone and looked at it for a while. She then said expressionlessly, "I'll keep this. If Jack looks for it in the future, tell him you don't know."

Now that Jack was looking for his phone, Scarlett did what Tracy told her to do. She deliberately lowered her head and took out her phone from her bag. She handed it to Jack and said thoughtfully, "If you wan to make a call, use my phone."

Jack didn't respond. Deep inside him, he felt so depressed. He was sure that Rachel had already known that he had a car accident, but why didn't she come to the hospital to see him? Did she really feel more comfortable without him by her side?

His face didn't show any expressions, but complex emotions overwhelmed his heart.

A complacent smile appeared on Scarlett's face. From what she could see, it seemed that she now knew what to expect in her future.

After washing herself up, Rachel put on her pajamas and lay in the bed. In the past nights, she had developed a habit of reading fairy tale books before sleeping.

While reading, she would put her hand on her belly, where she could feel the random movements of her baby. Sometimes, she would feel her kicking naughtily, full of energy.

It was giving her an inexplicable feeling of happiness.

But she still couldn't help feeling surprised every time she felt her baby moved.

That night, she had just finished reading and was about to lie down when her phone rang. It was Lea. "Rachel, are you asleep?"

"Not yet."

Lea was silent for a few seconds before she spoke again. She said in a low voice, "Jack called Henry just now. He was asking about you. Rachel couldn't help but sneer. Finally, Jack remembered to call and ask about her situation.

Perhaps he was already feeling satisfied with Scarlett by his side, so he would only remember to care for her occasionally.

Well, she didn't need his concern at all.

It took a while before Rachel responded, "Henry didn't tell him anything, did he?"

"No, he didn't. But Rachel, why are you hiding from him?"

With a bitter smile on her lips, Rachel replied, "I'm not hiding from him. I just don't want to have anything to do with him anymore."

After she hung up, the sleepiness that Rachel had felt earlier had already dissipated.

Now, she was lying in bed but her mind was filled with different thoughts. Since they could already see a separate future ahead of them, why did they have to get involved with each other now? Besides, Jack had Scarlett by his side. He didn't need her anymore.

Scarlett was still as unyielding as before and would not give up Jack for anything. Moreover, Tracy was very satisfied with her. When Rachel saw Tracy and Scarlett at the parking lot of the hospital that day, they were walking hand in hand, talking, and laughing. They looked like mother and daughter. Although Rachel grew up in the Fu family, she had always been polite to Tracy but never been intimate. Rachel was in a trance that she didn't notice what time she had fallen asleep. But the next morning, her body clock woke her up as usual. The moment she stepped into her office, she saw a large pile of documents stacked up on her desk.

She sat down and looked through the medical records. She found out that they all belonged to the same patient.

One of her colleagues entered the office, holding a teacup with both hands. Seeing her looking through the documents, she explained, "Rachel, our superior brought these documents when you got off work yesterday. These are the medical records of a patient who wants to apply for a grant in our hospital. You have to evaluate her situation based on the information there."

"Okay, thanks."

The grant in the hospital was specially established by the executives ten years ago. The purpose was to give some financial aid to patients who struggled financially and couldn't afford to pay for their hospital bills. So the patient's record and information must undergo a series of reviews. The final evaluation would be in the executive department. Since Rachel had never done this job before, she sat down and looked through the medical records carefully.

The patient was only thirty-five years old. But because of a car accident ten years ago, her spine was broken. From then on, she was bedridden and was later diagnosed with liver cancer.

Rachel's colleague came to her again and said with a sigh, "That patient is really pitiful. According to her records, she had given birth to her child a month before the car accident happened. She had stayed at home for quite a while, so that day, she decided to go to the park to take a walk. But when she crossed the road, she was hit by a truck and was thrown away."

Rachel raised her head and said with a smile, "You know too well about her."

"Of course." The colleague raised her chin and added, "One nurse from the orthopedics department is renting in my apartment. She told me everything about that patient." Rachel only smiled and lowered her head to continue reading the patient's medical records. Her colleague also said, "I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back to work." Rachel nodded. Finally, there would be no distractions anymore.

It took Rachel the whole morning to finish reading all the medical records. After all, those records were for ten years. In the afternoon, she went to the ward to continue with the second step. She had to personally check the patient and conduct an interview with the patient's husband.

The atmosphere in the ward was very lively when she came. Four people were standing beside the bed. The two were elderly women. Rachel presumed that they were the patient's mother and mother-in-law. There was also a little boy who was about ten years old. He was holding a painting in his hand and showing it to the patient. Beside the boy stood a man. He reached out and touched the boy's head. Although he was smiling, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Rachel knocked on the door, walked in, and introduced herself. "My name is Rachel Shen. I'm from the hospital's executive department."

Everyone in the ward stopped talking and turned to look at her. Their eyes were full of doubts.

One of the elderly women with dark red curly hair asked politely, "Is there anything we can help you with?"

"Mom, she's here to talk to me about something," said the man. He tapped the woman's shoulder and turned to face Rachel. He then quickly walked up to her and said in a very low voice, "My wife doesn't know. Is it okay if we talk outside?"

"Okay." Rachel followed the man to an open space in the corridor. Before she could open her mouth, the man lit a cigarette and said in a low voice, "I didn't tell my wife about the application.

His face became stern. "My name is Jimmy Yang. I am Jodie Zhang's husband. If my business hadn't failed all of a sudden, I wouldn't have applied for a grant."

Rachel coughed lightly upon smelling the pungent smoke. The man looked at her bulging belly and immediately understood. He threw the cigarette on the floor and stepped on it twice. "Sorry, I didn't realize it just now."

"It's fine."

Rachel opened the notebook in her hand and read it to the man carefully. She then discussed with him all the requirements for the grant he was applying for.

Since she was busy, she didn't notice that time passed so quickly. She was a bit surprised when she realized that she had spent almost an hour talking to the patient's husband.

After the interview, Rachel went back to her office and encoded all the information she had learned on her computer. She made sure that she didn't miss any details. Fortunately, her busy day made her forget anything related to Jack for a moment.

This evening, she was able to sleep much better than before. Julie was also relieved to see that Rachel looked much better now.

When Rachel arrived in her office today, Jimmy Yang was sitting in front of her desk. Seeing his bloodshot eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

She immediately asked, "Mr. Yang, what can I do for you?"

Jimmy Yang stood up and said in a gloomy voice, "I want to let you know that my wife had already passed away last night, so I want to withdraw the application."

Rachel's eyebrows were drawn together tightly. She couldn't hide the sadness on her face.

She suddenly remembered Jodie Zhang's smile while praising her son's painting yesterday. Although she was lying in bed, her eyes showed that she was happy that her son was there.

Being a doctor for a long time, Rachel had met a lot of cancer patients who also didn't survive. But still, she couldn't help feeling sad upon receiving the bad news.

She took a deep breath and said sympathetically, "I'm sorry to hear that. Thank you for letting me know personally. Don't worry. The hospital will handle everything about your application withdrawal."

Jimmy Yang said, "I'm sorry that you have wasted time on us these past few days." "It's nothing." Rachel put down her bag on the desk. She noticed that Jimmy Yang was still standing there motionlessly. Seeing the hesitant look on his face, she felt like he had something more to say. She proactively asked, "Mr. Yang, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Author's note

Goose BBSS

Translator: Scarlett5555