After the car accident, the driver who caused the accident refused to pay compensation and the family did not provide subsidies. In order to treat Meng Shufeng, he almost sold his house.
From the incident until now, very few people have come to visit Meng Shufeng.
But Jiang Zhihao, a strange relative whom he had never met before, directly helped them pay one million in fees!
This is no longer a solution to an urgent need, but allows them to relax completely and no longer need to worry about medical expenses.
The doctor who treated you was found and the money was given to you. Jiang Zhihao did everything he could.
Thinking about what they had said before, Fei Hongdan suddenly turned his head to look at his daughter and son-in-law, his expression became extremely serious: "I don't care what you think, and I don't care whether you are happy or not. I have to apologize to him later.
, you must be sincere! Otherwise, don’t go home again!”
Meng Yalan and Wu Gaojie opened their mouths wide, and they still haven't come back to their senses.
One million!
Even though they were born into a so-called big family like the Meng family, they had never seen so much cash, and they had never heard of anyone paying a million dollars at a time.
How many families in the country can afford this much money?
Thinking of this, the last sense of superiority in Meng Yalan and Wu Gaojie's hearts disappeared.
They looked at Jiang Zhihao in the ward, their expressions constantly changing, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Jiang Zhihao concentrated on asking Lu Tiande about his condition. According to this master of Chinese medicine, the congestion in Meng Shufeng's brain was indeed a problem.
But it’s not that it can’t be cured, it just takes some time, which can be as short as a week or as long as a few months.
He will stay here until Meng Shufeng wakes up.
Since Lu Tiande was sure to revive Meng Shufeng, Jiang Zhihao didn't need to worry too much and said, "Sorry to trouble you, if you have any needs, just ask and I will definitely satisfy you."
"Why are you talking to me so politely? It is my duty to treat illnesses and save people." Lu Tiande said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have a few friends who really want to meet you and ask you to help them decide their fate. Do you have this?
fate?"
"It's easy to say. We'll know when we meet once we get the chance." Jiang Zhihao said, "But it's hard to say now whether there is a fate or not. Only when we meet will we know."
The so-called fate instructions are actually Jiang Zhihao telling them the future based on his understanding of these people in his memory.
It's just that some people have never been in contact with each other in the previous life, so naturally they don't know the fate of the other person, which is the so-called lack of fate.
The only problem is that those who said there was no fate before are all dead.
As a result, Lu Tiande now believes that as long as Jiang Zhihao says he has no fate with you, it means you are about to die.
Jiang Zhihao had inexplicably added the character of a divine fortune teller to himself, which Jiang Zhihao had not thought of before. However, now that the character has been established, it is very difficult to change it.
Others don't care why you don't want to give instructions. As long as you don't give them, they will think you are not giving face.
Once you do something once, you can't stop doing it.
While talking, Fei Hongdan walked in with Meng Yalan and Wu Gaojie.
She did not ask about the condition of her illness first, but said to Jiang Zhihao: "Zhihao, what we said before caused offence, so don't take it to heart. No, your cousin and cousin-in-law came here specifically to tell you
I'm sorry. You two, if you have anything to say, don't hurry up and say it!"