"Who said we don't pay back the money? Isn't it just 5,000 yuan? The money can be paid back, but you have to pay for our medical expenses, right?" Jiang Mucai said arrogantly.

Wen Liyan was shocked. 5,000 yuan was not a small amount. He knew that she had made some money by selling gloves, but this money should not be used on this.

Just as he was about to stop him, Jiang Mu glanced at him with a stern look, which scared him to shut up.

Wang Dahu was also shocked. He originally believed that they could not pay back the money, and even if the police came, they could not do anything to them.

But who knows that this dead girl can not only pay back the money, but also asks them for medical treatment! The medicine!

Wang Dahu was so frustrated that which one of them was not as serious as that little bastard? This dead girl actually had the face to ask them for medical expenses?

"Wang Dahu, you see that the child was injured by you. You have to get the medical expenses! You have to pay back the money you owe!" said the policeman.

"I paid back the money, will they be put in the detention center?" Jiang Mu asked.

"Of course! Those who make a mistake will naturally receive punishment!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Jiang Mu's crisp voice should be straightforward.

Wang Dahu took out 100 yuan in a frustration, and Jiang Mu had no trace of ink. He took a taxi home, took all the money, and returned the 5,000 yuan. The dispute was resolved.

After the group left, the room became quiet instantly, and Zhao Yue helped to clean up the house.

Jiang Mu helped Wen Liyan deal with the wound, and he kept a calm face, "Why should I help pay back the money?"

"My mother doesn't want me anymore, why do you want to help me? 5,000 yuan was earned by you through hard work and braved the cold wind, and you just gave it to others like this. Don't you feel sorry for me?"

Wen Liyan sat against the wall, giving up on himself.

However, his question was exchanged for the sudden increase in the force of the medicine. Jiang Mu held a cotton swab and poked and poked his eyebrows with alcohol.

"If you give 5,000 yuan, you will be wasted and you will never come back." Wen Liyan continued.

The more powerful pokes and pokes were received.

"Haha! Don't be so thick-skinned? I borrowed this money from you, and you will have to pay it back in the future! I never do a loss-making business!"

Jiang Mu said.

"I'm sorry, I don't have money, and I probably haven't made enough money to pay you back. The doctor said, I can't live to be 20 years old." Wen Liyan stretched out his legs, bent his punch, looked up at the ceiling, and said self-deprecatingly.

Jiang Mu glanced at him and said angrily, "You said you usually look very smart, why are you so stupid at this time? Did your IQ be eaten by a dog?"

"What a doctor means is that the current medical level, or the medical level of their hospital, cannot make you live to 20 years old. But what about hospitals in other places? What about Beijing? What about foreign countries? Or is the rapid development of medical care?"

"You are so good at math. Don't you know that you can't draw a definite conclusion with so many uncontrollable variables."

The first time Wen Liyan heard such a statement was a bit unreasonable, but it was strangely logical.

He looked at her in shock. The girl's eyes shone with bright light, like the bright stars in the night sky. Her firm tone was open-minded, but strangely convincing.

His heartbeat, which was already desperate and silent, became restless again, and the seeds in his heart had a force, gradually breaking through the ground.

He tried his best to suppress it, "Since it is an uncontrollable factor, it means it may not be cured."

"So, you have to work hard to live until you can be cured." Jiang Mu stared into his eyes and said lightly, as if this was just a simple thing.

Wen Liyan just stared at her star-filled pupils, and the seedlings of hope broke out from the ground and soared wildly.

Suddenly, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, "Okay, I will work hard."

There are some people who expect him to survive. Even if they give up on him, there is another person who wants him to survive. This feeling is pretty good.

"Xiaoyan, Auntie has packed up some of your things. See if you miss it. Let's move to Auntie's house today." Zhao Yue came out of the bedroom, carrying a package, and smiling gently.

Wen Liyan was surprised, "I can live alone."

"Your factory distributed this house to your mother. Now that she has resigned, the house factory will be taken back." Zhao Yue said.

Wen Liyan didn't expect this, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. So, now he has no place to shelter from wind and rain and settle down? How can he persist in this way?

"Why are you standing there? Go and see what else you want to bring. When the house is taken back by the factory, you can't take it away even if you want it." Jiang Mu reminded.

Wen Liyan didn't move, "You go, I'm just a burden, even my family doesn't want me anymore, you guys can leave too."

Zhao Yue sighed, wanting to speak but stopping. Yang Liu's actions really made her unable to understand. Anyway, for her, she would not leave Mu Mu no matter what happened.

Jiang Mu pressed his head directly, rubbed it hard, and said in a bad voice, "What if you die at home if we leave? Who will give me my 5,000 yuan?"

"Don't think we have pity for you. There are all the poor people in this world. Go and see the beggars on the street. Are they pitiful? Are they disabled at birth? Are they pitiful? Are those who have no support in old age?"

"You are just sick and your mother is gone. What's the point of being pitiful? I won't do a loss-making business. Do you think you're eating and living in our house for free?"

"Impossible! You want to do things." Jiang Mu said.

Wen Liyan didn't believe her words, "What can I do if I am like?"

"There are so many. First of all, you have to help me improve my grades. Not only do you have to pass the transfer exam, but you also have to be admitted to a key high school and finally the best university in the country. My mother's biggest wish is that I can get into a good university, right?"

Jiang Mu turned around and asked.

"That's right, Xiaoyan, you are so smart. You must be fine if you get into a good university, but Mu Mu is just a little bit short. For me, Mu Mu is the most important thing. My aunt can only rely on you for her academic matter."

Zhao Yue smiled gently and looked serious.

Wen Liyan couldn't help but think seriously.

"Also, not only do you have to help me with my homework, but my mother and I don't have any combat power at all. You are so powerful that if something happens, you can still stop us from being bullied."

"As for the money for treatment, we will give you the money first. Just like this 5,000 yuan, it is borrowed. You are so smart that you can get into a good university and study the most profitable major. You will definitely not be a problem. You will have to pay it back in the future."

Jiang Mu looked serious, "No one thinks you are pitiful, and no one thinks you are pitying. These are fair and fair transactions, do you understand?"

Wen Liyan suddenly laughed, "It costs a lot of money to treat me, at least 2,000 yuan a month. What if I really can't live to be 20 years old and have not graduated from college, wouldn't you have lost a lot?"

"I said that I never do lose money. I will definitely make a profit in this wave!" Jiang Mu was serious and determined, like a general who was in control of everything, strategizing and winning thousands of miles.

Wen Liyan stood up, "Good, happy cooperation—"

Before he finished speaking, the person fell down.

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I'm here~~~~~
Chapter completed!