Sang Xiaoyu knew that neither of them had a good temper, so she pushed herself up and said, "If you want to quarrel, just go outside and quarrel. I'm tired."
When Sang Xiaoyu said these words, she felt weak. Although she was lying on the hospital bed, she felt like she was sailing on a turbulent sea. She felt that she was aboard the "Titanic".
Li Junhao saw that Sang Xiaoyu was really uncomfortable, so he said he would come back later. After saying that, he slammed the door and left. Jiang Chunhui said to the door: "I should have left a long time ago."
Sang Xiaoyu was afraid that when Li Junhao heard this again, he would say, "Just pull him down. Why are you angry with him?"
Jiang Chunhui turned around and said, "I found that you are very kind to this boy. He is such a useless man. What do you admire about him?"
Sang Xiaoyu found that she was particularly sensitive now. She could tell that this sentence had the flavor of innuendo, insinuating her husband Cheng Weize, as if the men she fell in love with were all low-grade in Jiang Chunhui's eyes.
Sang Xiaoyu lay down again and said: "According to what you said, people should be divided into three, six or nine grades? Then we are not suitable for dating. You are a superior entrepreneur, what about me?"
Jiang Chunhui saw that Sang Xiaoyu was unhappy, so he said: "I was just joking, but this guy is really not a good person, he is stupid."
Sang Xiaoyu was not in the mood to discuss things about Li Junhao, so she asked: "What kind of disease do I have? Don't hide it from me. If I really die, I have a lot to do. I have to have an explanation, right?"
Jiang Chunhui said: "I can tell you about your condition, but I also want to know what happened? Where did you fall, and why are there marks on your hands? Did you suffer some kind of blow?
I heard Zhao Chunling talk about my sister-in-law, was she the one who did it?"
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to cause trouble, so she said: "I suddenly fell to the ground and passed out on the way home. As for what happened next, I really don't know."
Jiang Chunhui said doubtfully: "Then why didn't you tell the police?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "I can tell you, but I just remembered that I have been in poor health recently. Maybe someone saw me collapsed and wanted to take advantage of others' danger to make some money. They saw that I was not awake and threw them away. They were afraid that something would happen and they beat me."
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Of course Jiang Chunhui wouldn't believe it. He didn't understand why she didn't tell the truth. If he asked her again, he might fall out.
"Don't worry, I will find my sister-in-law. I don't think it was her who did it. She is a strong-willed person and has no real ability."
Sang Xiaoyu waved her hand and said, "This matter is over, and I'm fine. Now I just want to know what the disease is."
Jiang Chunhui said: "I can tell you that you have a problem with your lungs and a small problem with your head. I have already made arrangements. When some of your physical indicators meet the standards, we will perform surgery."
He thought for a while and said: "The doctor said it would be within a week at the earliest. It depends on the situation. There is a certain risk, but the doctor said the problem is not serious and there is no malignant lesion."
Sang Xiaoyu looked at him seriously and asked, "Is it true?"
Jiang Chunhui said: "It's absolutely true."
"How much will it cost?"
"Don't worry about this."
"No, I have to know."
"One hundred thousand is enough."
“Doesn’t it count as medical insurance?”
"Calculate, you can handle it by spending about 30,000 to 40,000 yuan on your own."
Sang Xiaoyu's face turned warm. Even if she didn't quite believe it, she could probably guess it, so she added: "If it's really malignant, don't treat it.
Over the past few years, I have been too tired. Every day has been like climbing a mountain. I really can’t climb it anymore. I want to take a rest. The pressure is too hard..."
Sang Xiaoyu told the truth. If she were to die now, she felt it was the only way to have a good rest.
"Don't be so pessimistic, isn't it getting better step by step now?"
Sang Xiaoyu said: "I don't plan to work anymore. That store makes me worry too much. I'm tired."
Jiang Chunhui immediately said: "Okay, if you don't want to do it, then I won't do it. When you get better, we will find a way. Don't you only owe it to your family?"
Sang Xiaoyu nodded.
Jiang Chunhui seemed to have made his decision a long time ago, and said resolutely: "I have thought about it. I will give you two hundred thousand, and you will pay off all the debts of these people. You only owe me one person. I am not in a hurry."
, you also know my strength, so you won’t have so much pressure to pay me back."
Sang Xiaoyu looked at him, tears falling one by one, and said: "Sometimes I really hate you when I see you being so domineering, but you are the only one who can rescue me from the dire straits. I don't even know what to do."
alright."
Sang Xiaoyu compromised.
She feels that her time is running out, and she is not very urgent about the debts of her mother and mother-in-law, but it is different with her two uncles. If she does not pay them back, her mother's life will be difficult.
So he said: "It doesn't take that much, just return my uncle's."
Jiang Chunhui said: "No! You owe me alone."
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Then what if I still can't do it?"
"Give you back to me."
Jiang Chunhui's ethereal eyes were full of meaning.
"Stop joking, I'm only one step away from death now, aren't you about to lose a lot of money?"
"Doesn't this further prove that you are fine? You also know that I am just a businessman, and I don't engage in business that involves heavy profits or loss of money!"
Sang Xiaoyu took a breath and said, "Don't say anything now. I really have several things in my heart that I can't let go of..."
Jiang Chunhui didn't want to mention Cheng Weize, so he said: "Don't think so much. I have nothing but money now. If I can use the money to do something I like, then it's not too late for me to be happy."
Jiang Chunhui knew exactly what Sang Xiaoyu was thinking. He didn't want to explain it, but he understood it in his heart.
Sang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "If it's like what you said, plus the hospital expenses, I owe you at least nearly 400,000 yuan."
She felt like she had fallen into a bottomless abyss and could never get up again.
Jiang Chunhui said: "It's not too much, not too much, just round it up and settle it down to 300,000."
Sang Xiaoyu was at a loss what to do, she was so entangled in her heart that she couldn't let go. She frowned, and her heart was even more miserable. The original 340,000 yuan was about to see the light of day, but now that it has recovered, she owes another 400,000 yuan.
Sang Xiaoyu said: "Since my illness is not serious, I don't want to live in the high-end ward. I can still have a place to talk with everyone."
Jiang Chunhui knew that she was afraid of spending money, so he said: "Don't worry, I will let Zhao Chunling take care of you. If anything happens, the doctors and nurses will have my phone number. I am still very busy these days. I will take care of everything on hand."
After the treatment is completed, I will ask the experts from BJ Shanghai to come over and study your surgical plan."
Sang Xiaoyu closed her eyes and said, "Just give it a try. If you don't listen to anything I say, how much will it cost?"
Jiang Chunhui said: "I have arranged everything, you don't have to do anything."
Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to talk anymore and turned over in anger and ignored him.
"What's wrong? What did I say wrong?" Jiang Chunhui deliberately teased her. In fact, he had already seen through what she was thinking.