Old Chen was shocked and subconsciously refused: "How can I ask for your money? No, absolutely not!"

Ding Bo held his hand and he was very strong in working all year round, so Old Chen couldn't break free for a moment.

"You, don't be polite to me. Besides, I'm not giving it to you for free, just lend it out. When Xiaoqing recovers from illness, you will gradually gain more money and it's not too late to pay it back. I have food, drink, and I can live here, and there is no place to use money. I just happened to give it to you for emergency response. Who hasn't had any problems yet?"

Ding Bo breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Although we have a round of age, we serve the Shen family together and have worked together for so many years, but we don't look down. I can't bear to see you being overwhelmed by money."

"Ding Bo..." Old Chen Yu choked.

"There is a card in this envelope, and the password is six 0. My monthly salary is on it. I haven't withdrawn once in the past five years. I think there is more than 100,000 or 200,000."

Old Chen looked frightened, and his hands holding the envelope trembled faintly.

He didn't expect Ding Bo would almost take out his old capital for him without reservation.

At that moment, I couldn't tell what kind of feeling in my heart, so it was so sour and swollen that it seemed that the next second, I would cry because of the movement.

Ding Bo also noticed his embarrassment and did not express any comfort, but raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Compared to sympathy, Lao Chen needs more encouragement at this moment.

Ding Bo's old eyes that saw through the world showed a few rays of kindness and wisdom.

Lao Chen suddenly felt that the thing that bothered him might get a pertinent suggestion from Ding Bo.

He moved slightly and told Yang Lan's threat, "...Madam is determined to ask why this time, and even takes Xiaoqing's life..."

Old Chen paused, gritted his teeth and it took more than ten seconds to relieve himself: "If I tell my wife the truth and she makes a big fuss, the gentleman will definitely suspect me. But if he doesn't say it, the expert will withdraw tomorrow. Xiaoqing can only turn back to the original hospital to continue treatment. Although he did the same operation, the risk increased by 40%... Ding Bo, you have seen strong winds and waves. Can you tell me how to choose? "

After hearing this, Ding Bo pondered for a long time, "...In fact, you don't have to choose one of two."

"I... don't quite understand." Old Chen shook his head.

"Maybe there is another person who can help you."

"Who?"

"Miss Three."

...

At the same time, in the old house.

As soon as Shen Chunjiang stepped into the living room, the lights were bright.

Yang Lan was sitting on the sofa with her back facing him, her spine stiff.

He was startled at first, but soon realized that he pretended to loosen his tie casually, and then put down his file bag, just like he was going home from get off work on weekdays.

Who is not an actor these days?

"Why haven't you been sleeping yet? Why are you sitting here? The TV is not on..."

If it weren't for Lao Chen, Yang Lan might have really believed his evil spirit.

"Waiting for you." He smiled and raised his head, and smiled faintly.

Shen Chunjiang was slightly stunned, as if he was dazzled by such a smile.

In fact, in terms of appearance and figure, Gao Weiqiu is not as good as Yang Lan, and his temperament is even worse.

Yang Lan was able to lift the elegance and grandeur of a wealthy wife, and had such a wife, and Shen Chunjiang was shining on the surface.

She was destined to live a lot of attention, with the title of "Madam Shen", active under the eyes of everyone, with ease and moderation.
Chapter completed!