Rebirth to 80s: I Raised the World’s Richest Man

  Chapter 433 433 still wants to do it (5)

"My daughter is kind-hearted. At first I saw that you were not cared for, so I took you home, fed you, dressed you, and provided you to school. She was a clothing store, and she paid you both of the money she earned. , Pity me for giving birth to her. I am sick and she didn't even pay a penny."

  Qian Cuifang’s skill in crying, making trouble, and hanging himself is very powerful, which is not comparable to ordinary people. She said that, there was a group of people watching the excitement.

"You got this **** disease, and it can't be cured, and you still need to live in the hospital. How much do you cost for your room this day? I heard that all the medicines you use are imported medicines, and all the expenses are my daughters. My son’s money! How long do you think you will drag my daughter down?"

"Since it can't be cured, I'll be discharged from the hospital as soon as I can. Don't leave the hospital to waste money. Do you know how much money you have to spend on such a day? Love is not your money, you are a little bit. Don't feel bad!"

  "My daughter has done her best to you! Can you consciously leave them and stop sucking their blood? Just like you, no amount of money at home will be enough to fill your hole!"

Qian Cuifang did not leave money in three sentences, and the performance was excellent. Although the words were a bit awkward, the meaning was very obvious. Everyone knows that Wen Liyan was not even an adopter, but was living in their home. Now he is sick. Moreover, it is still a very difficult disease, and money may not be able to cure it.

  Now that I have spent a lot of money, my condition has not improved.

The neighboring wards knew some of Wen Liyan’s situation, and also saw Jiang Mu and Zhaoyue’s large-scale work for his illness. Before, he thought this was their relatives, so he spared no effort. Now he knows the truth. The feelings are a bit complicated.

  "Isn’t his own child who treats him so well, Zhao Yue is really a good person, don’t you know how much they spent in the hospital!"

"Hehe, all the money spent in the hospital is small. Have you seen someone who comes to the hospital to make a match? You will pay 500 yuan for one. It's almost a month. How much is it? You count it. I heard It's not just in our hospital, there are several hospitals like this!"

   "That's really money-spending! This child is too ignorant of the measure, and he is not born with others, so how can he feel at ease so that he can pay so much money to treat his illness?"

"No, it's fine if it can be cured, but it's just looking for a matching model. So much money has already been spent. The key is that it hasn't been found yet. If you continue to search like this, who knows how much money will be spent? How much money to go in! Maybe in the end, even if you spend a lot of money, you can't find a suitable match. Isn't this a waste of bamboo baskets?"

"How can I say that this child doesn't know how to measure, and the child who is not someone else depends on him! I didn't see that all the money from the family was spent on him, and the mother couldn't afford to pay when he was sick. This person is too cheeky Some more!"

   "It's better to die than to live. If you can live, who wants to die? He definitely doesn't want to leave!"

  ……

   "You can't say that. I feel that people just have a good relationship and are willing to treat their children. We outsiders don't talk about it if nothing is wrong."

   “No, if you don’t treat your child willingly, you can simply cut off the hospitalization fee. Without the hospitalization fee, the hospital will naturally expel the person.”

"Yes, people care about the child’s life, not the money. I happened to be on the side when the child was first sent in. I heard the family tell the doctor that no matter how expensive the medicine is, as long as it works, then The little girl will pay the money."

  ……

  In the crowd, the patient and the patient’s family members talked about each other. Those who didn’t know thought that Wen Liyan was spending their money.

  For Qian Cuifang, Wen Liyan, the boss of the Zhao family, is the most clear. At the beginning, they could lick their faces and ask for compensation for demolition at home. Now there is nothing they can't do!

"Wen Liyan, our Zhao family has done everything to you! If you are acquainted, please leave the hospital as soon as possible and tell Jiang Mu not to deal with those who don’t. So is the younger sister. Just indulge Jiang Mu for so many days. How much money did you get in!"

  Zhao Bao’s family feels distressed. He heard this matter from his colleagues in the company. Whatever you say, you can give 500 yuan for one matching. This is simply a good thing to fall into the sky.

  After asking carefully, he realized that this was made by Jiang Mu, and it has been almost a month since.

  He calculated this way, and a number was reflected in his mind, and he couldn’t sit still at the moment, and he immediately told his mother and wife about the matter, so that a family came to the hospital.

"If you can say this, your cheeks are really not so thick! The ones who took me in were Aunt Zhao and Jiang Mu. They have nothing to do with your family. Let alone how kind you are and treat me. What a blessing! I sound disgusting."

  Wen Liyan has never been easy to provoke. When Qing Li’s voice said such words, the mocking Zhao Baojia’s face was hot.

   "That was also adopted by my sister and my niece. How can you say that it has nothing to do with our family? You are not using our Zhao family's money?"

  Zhao Bao’s family argued hard, but the confidence was a little lacking.

   "Boss, let alone those who don't have them, we are here today to do the discharge procedures for you, you don't want to be discharged!" Qian Cuifang was even more direct and decisive.

  I heard that Zhao Yue saved a large amount of hospitalization fees, and now he is discharged from the hospital, the remaining money will naturally be refunded to them.

   "Your family's mouth really makes me sick and want to punch someone." Wen Liyan's eyes were deep, watching the few people rushing into the ward, showing his left hand without infusion, and clenching tightly into a fist.

  Zhao Bao's family who was walking in the front suddenly felt a little pain in his calf and took a few steps back subconsciously.

Wen Liyan sneered when he saw it, "It seems that your memory is not that bad. Last time you broke your leg and lost your job in a state-owned enterprise. You said if you break it again this time, will you be unemployed again? ?"

  He smiled mildly, but in Zhao Bao’s eyes, all of this was cold, and sweat was oozing out of his back, which was wet and greasy and a little uncomfortable.

   "Dare you! You little bastard, why are you so vicious in your mind that you want my son to lose his job! You are vicious in your mind at a young age. I think you are a waste of food when you are alive, you might as well die!"

  Speaking of Qian Cuifang, she went to pull the bottle on the other side of Wen Liyan.

  Wen Liyan had to take a step back to stop Qian Cuifang's crazy behavior, but he agreed to Jiang Mu, to take good care of the infusion, take care of the body, and live as much as possible.

  Zhao Bao’s family saw Wen Liyan's infusion with one hand and the sling with the other hand. There was no kung fu attack. They winked at each other and walked forward together.

  (End of this chapter)