"Isn't everyone's money just money? Shouldn't we prioritize life-saving funds first?"
If it were Madam Ye in trouble, Ye Wanting would really just shamelessly take it, but for that bastard Ye Cheng, there's no need.
"No need, if I really can't borrow money, I'll go for a loan, there will always be a way."
Yaen Chi stared at her for a while.
Ye Wanting didn't dare to raise her head.
He didn't say anything either, but walked to the payment window, stretched out his hand, "Let me see the bill."
The nurse asked, "May I ask your relation to..."
"It's not related to others, it's related to her," Yaen Chi tilted his head towards Ye Wanting, "Hurry up, let me see it."
The nurse, seeing Ye Wanting didn't object, handed the bill to Yaen Chi.
He glanced at it, his face turned cold, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and the fingers clutching the edge of the paper became more distinctly bony.
Just damn it, five hundred thousand.
