"Uh... the cost of this teratoma is astronomical; the current assessment from West China is about two hundred and fifty thousand, plus the subsequent rehabilitation might bring it to three hundred thousand."
Actually, Ah Shan knew that this matter could hardly be concealed sooner or later.
Moreover, when the child goes to the hospital, they can see the cost details of the examination and treatment.
He's very smart; it's impossible to hide it from him.
"Three hundred thousand..."
Ah Yun stood frozen in place.
He had never even seen a single one hundred yuan bill in his whole life.
The most he ever got were fifty cents, one yuan, five yuan, occasionally a ten-yuan bill.
Three hundred thousand, indeed.
That's three thousand one hundred yuan bills. What a concept.
Ah Yun felt as though he couldn't even dare to think about it.
