"Families with financial difficulties do not have much savings, and it's hard to sustain when expenses exceed income. Even if the hospitalization fees can be reimbursed, other daily expenses are still significant. If it's possible to find a part-time job in the hospital cafeteria, I can take care of the patient and earn some income at the same time."
"You—" Brother Luo's lips began to quiver, and he started to tremble all over. On closer look, his eyes were turning red.
"If you think my suggestion isn't good—" Xie Wanying stopped mid-sentence as she noticed the other person's sudden movement.
With a thud, Brother Luo squatted on the ground, wrapped his arms around his head, and started pulling his hair vigorously. After a while, he began hitting himself as if his fists were pounding into a sandbag.
He was filled with regret, truly regretful. What had he been doing before? He thought he was doing justice, yet he ended up attacking someone with a similar situation to his own.
