Promise You a Prosperous Life - C4

It was almost four o’clock in the afternoon. The sunlight was not strong, but it was also sufficient. The golden halo sprinkled on his tall body, and with a firm step, Yu Mo Yi was like a warrior from ancient times, cold and inviolable.

I couldn’t help but take a few more glances.

Realizing that I had lost my composure, the nurse came out of the ward with an examination set. I was left with only one or two people in the room, and I felt more and more embarrassed. But he was the one who had helped me, so I had to express my gratitude.

My heart raced as I looked at him. “Thank you,” I whispered.

Actually, I had a lot to thank you for, but in the end I only said two words.

Yu Mo didn’t say anything immediately. He looked through all the diagnoses and tests on the bedside table before turning his head back.

His gaze was sharp as he stared at me, and his words were filled with mockery, “Gu Yan, you refused to accept my money, and I thought you were a noble and noble person. So it turns out that you’re actually a fake, and you’re willing to risk your life just for money. I’m truly convinced.”

I had nothing to say, so I lowered my head in silence. At the same time, I recalled the impending fifty thousand yuan deposit. After defeating eight hundred cockroaches, my face reddened and I opened my mouth.

“Can I get that bank card back now?”

I knew I should never have said such a thing, but there was nothing I could do about it, and the bank card was the only thing that mattered.

Yu Mo paused for a moment. Then, as if his voice came from the south pole, it also vividly expressed his contempt for me.

“Gu Yan, once again, I have to ‘look at you in a new light’. However, this is also good. I also want to give the card to you. Take it.”

The bank card fell in front of my eyes from the side and I finally got what I wanted. However, I felt that I had really become an unscrupulous pauper.

Yu Mo repeatedly refused to say a word to me before he got up and left.

I stood there for a long time, biting my lip and picking up the card. Then I got out of bed, trembling, and insisted on the discharge, putting the money and the card together.

Sweating profusely, I hurried back to the hospital where my mother was being rescued. I stuffed the money and cards into the pay-per-view window and listened intently for what was going on inside.

After a long, uncomfortable time, I let out a long sigh of relief. It was enough for my mother’s medical expenses.

At the same time, my heart was filled with gratitude for Yu Mo Yi. In another sense, he had saved my mother’s life.

I took the payment slip and ran outside the emergency room. I knew that my mother’s operation had ended long ago, so I asked the nurse at the nurses station. Finally, I found my mother, who was taking IV drops, in a ward.

At this moment, my mother was sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed. My heart, which had been holding her all this time, finally relaxed.

That day, I lay down beside my mother’s bed and slept soundly for a long time without a sound.

But this only lasted until the afternoon of the next day, when the doctor who operated on my mother called me over.

The doctor took out a list and said gravely, “The patient’s magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) results are out. It’s a brain tumor, and it’s still in the most nerve area. This also means that the patient must be operated on as soon as possible. Otherwise, the patient may only have two or three months to live.”

The doctor paused, then said, “Of course, this operation will require more money. You can prepare a hundred thousand first.”