Chapter 89

Prince Zixuan chatted with Wu Aiming and Liu Zheng for a while, then asked, "Which hospital in the capital has the most leukemia patients we have helped?"

Wu Aiming, who had recently been evaluating this project, naturally knew the answer and said, "Many of the leukemia patients we have helped were introduced by the New Sunshine Charity Foundation, and many of them are at the Hematology Research Institute of the People's Hospital of Capital University."

Prince Zixuan nodded and said, "Let's go there and take a look."

Wu Aiming asked, "Should we notify the hospital?"

The Positive Energy Charity Foundation, in order to better help patients with certain diseases, has cooperated with many hospitals. Even without cooperation, given Prince Zixuan's current status, if he notified them, few places would not welcome him.

Prince Zixuan shook his head and said, "No need, we'll just go to the ward."

"Alright."

The three left the office, and Wu Aiming called Peng Wan, a young man in his twenties who was responsible for reviewing leukemia cases at the foundation.

To avoid drawing too much attention and disrupting the hospital's order, Prince Zixuan did not use his own fleet of cars. He only brought two bodyguards and took the Positive Energy Foundation's car to the hospital.

However, as soon as he got out of the car at the hospital, a few passersby looked over.

Liu Zheng and Peng Wan were familiar with the place.

The group headed straight for the ward, and wherever they went, people turned to look.

Just as they entered the corridor of the ward, a middle-aged man dressed simply rushed over to Prince Zixuan, excitedly.

The two bodyguards immediately became alert.

From a distance of more than two meters, the middle-aged man fell to his knees, bowing to Prince Zixuan with a tearful voice, "Thank you for saving my child."

Peng Wan said, "Brother Zhang's child was helped by our foundation."

Prince Zixuan quickly went forward to help the man up, saying, "Brother Zhang, please get up."

Just as he helped this man up, another person knelt down behind him.

Many family members of the patients who heard the commotion also knelt down.

To facilitate the follow-up assistance from the Positive Energy Foundation, the hospital had arranged for all these patients to be in the same area.

For a moment, the corridor was filled with people crying and expressing their gratitude.

Prince Zixuan could only go forward to help people up while loudly saying, "Everyone, please get up, there's no need for this."

With the help of Wu Aiming and others, the family members and patients finally stood up.

Some doctors and nurses, hearing the commotion, also came to see what was happening.

Prince Zixuan, seeing everyone gathered around him, could only say, "I came today to understand the situation. If anyone needs help, they can contact our foundation. If there are any issues with the foundation, please criticize and correct us. We don't want to disrupt the hospital's order, so everyone please go back."

After saying this, he turned to the man who had knelt down first and said, "Which ward is your child in? Can we go and see him?"

The man quickly replied, "Yes, yes, he's in 503."

The onlookers quickly made way for them.

As they approached the ward, Peng Wan, seeing that the man had not reminded Prince Zixuan, quickly took out a mask he had prepared and handed it to Prince Zixuan, saying, "You need to wear a mask to go in; their immune systems are very weak."

"Alright."

Prince Zixuan put on the mask.

The man had already pushed open the door.

Although he was prepared, when Prince Zixuan saw the scene inside the ward, his eyes still welled up with tears.

Three children, all bald, wearing masks, and hooked up to IV drips, their faces pale and cheeks swollen from the side effects of steroid medications.

Although he had known from the data that half of the leukemia patients were children, seeing these children, who should have been carefree and joyful, lying in bed and suffering from their illness, made Prince Zixuan hesitant to enter.

The man opened the door and respectfully said to Prince Zixuan, "Please come in."

"Alright."

Prince Zixuan finally mustered the courage to enter the ward.

Inside, he saw the full layout of the ward.

There were six beds on each side, all occupied by children.

Under each bed was a folding bed, and two of them had play mats for the children.

Other family members, seeing Prince Zixuan enter, came over to thank him.

After talking with the family members for a few moments, Prince Zixuan frowned and asked Peng Wan, "None of the accompanying family members have beds?"

Seeing Prince Zixuan frown, Peng Wan quickly explained, "The foundation does provide funding for this, and at first, beds were arranged for the family members. However, the families who received help later gave up their beds so that the foundation could help more people."

Mr. Zhang added, "Yes, we saw media reports that the Positive Energy Foundation spends a lot of money every day. Everyone thought that saving a little would help the foundation assist more people like us. Recently, the hospital has been short on beds, and there are no beds for accompanying family members."

Peng Wan explained, "The medical level here is high, and everyone wants to come here. The foundation also tries to choose the best hospitals for those it helps."

"I see."

Prince Zixuan nodded and began to inquire about the conditions of the children.

The oldest child in the ward was five years old, and the youngest was only two.

The most tragic case was Zhang Haimin, the man who had run into Prince Zixuan in the corridor. He had a daughter who developed leukemia and, despite years of treatment that drained their savings, she eventually passed away. Then he had a son, who was soon diagnosed with leukemia as well.

This devastating news plunged the family into despair. They had already spent all their savings on treating their daughter and had no means to treat their son.

His wife was hospitalized due to the shock, and Zhang Haimin was almost at the breaking point when he saw the news about the establishment of the Positive Energy Foundation. He went to the foundation with his last hope.

After reviewing his situation, the Positive Energy Foundation provided treatment fees for both his wife and son.

Now his wife has been discharged and is working to prepare for the future.

Because they have hope again.

While Prince Zixuan was talking with the family members, the children in the ward were all obedient and quiet, not crying or fussing, which was somewhat eerie.

Prince Zixuan felt something was strange and, after some thought, realized that they lacked the vitality of other children and seemed somewhat isolated.

Noting this, Prince Zixuan said to Wu Aiming, "The foundation's assistance should not only focus on material support but also on their mental well-being. With the hospital's permission, the foundation can invite some early childhood educators to give them classes and play with them, bringing them more joy."

Several family members, seeing how much Prince Zixuan cared about their children, could not help but shed tears.

Wu Aiming, feeling somewhat ashamed, nodded and said, "I will immediately increase this aspect of assistance."

As a professional, he had initially considered this issue, but the large amount of funding required made him hesitant, wanting to help more people, so he had reduced spending in this area.

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