In a hospital, late at night, in the ward.

Cui Yanhui stood in front of the window without saying a word with a hospital bill in her hand, and her mother on the hospital bed was lying on the bed with a ventilator breathing very evenly, looking at Cui Yanhui standing in front of the window without saying a word.

"Tick, tick, tick."

The sound of text messages on the mobile phone was a little abrupt in the quiet hospital room.

"Transferred." What was displayed on the mobile phone was a text message from Song Songlai, and there were only three words written on the text message.

Immediately afterwards, there was a text message from the bank, showing that Song Song had just remitted 50,000 yuan to his bank card, which was already all the funds that Song Song had in his body now.

After two consecutive defeats, Cui Yanhui's salary is no longer deducted, and he no longer knows how to talk to Xue Yongjie.

Turning around, he glanced at his mother with a forced smile, and said softly, "I'll go out to the bathroom." ”

Mother nodded slightly, and was about to point to the toilet in the ward, Cui Yanhui had already rushed out of the room, obviously there was a toilet in the room.

Cui Yanhui, who was standing outside the ward, dialed a phone call that he hadn't made for a long time.

Soon, the phone was connected, and a confused voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Yanhui, what's the matter with the call?" ”

"Jianwei, that, I want to borrow some money." Cui Yanhui said with difficulty.

"How much." Yan Jianwei asked.

"Five hundred thousand, my mother's surgery."

"It's a bit difficult, I recently opened a new Internet café, and I only have 300,000 spare money left." On the other end of the phone, there was the sound of a computer booting up, and the sound of a keyboard tapping rang at the same time.

At the same time as the phone hung up, a message of transferring 300,000 yuan arrived on Cui Yanhui's mobile phone.

"Alas!"

Cui Yanhui leaned against the wall of the hospital, looking at the patient's family members and nurses who walked by from time to time, and she didn't know what to think in her head.

500,000 yuan, it's just the cost of surgery, and some other hospitalization fees or something add up to about 200,000 or 300,000 yuan, where to raise money, the houses in the countryside have been sold.

Go to your aunt and uncle and borrow a little? Sure enough, forget it, I don't know when I can pay it back after I borrowed it.

Even if they are relatives, they probably can't even be as happy as Song Song and Yan Jianwei.

After standing outside the door for a while, Cui Yanhui returned to the ward, and after a while, a nurse came over and removed the ventilator, and the mother, who had been lying on the bed, looked at Cui Yanhui, who was frowning slightly, and said, "Let's go home, I feel much better, surgery or something." ”

"I said you are not annoying, the doctor has said that you must have surgery, you must do it, there are so many things in the family, how can I take care of it alone, you are my mother!" Cui Yanhui shouted a little uncontrollably.

In the past two days since I came back, my mother talked about going home every day, and sometimes Cui Yanhui even wondered why it was not himself who was lying on the hospital bed.

Is this a tribulation given to him by God? Is it up to the people of Heaven to do it?

The mother's throat moved slightly, and she did not continue to speak, she knew very well in her heart her physical condition, and she also knew very well how expensive that kind of surgery was, which was not something that their ordinary family could support.

"Mom, I'm sorry!" Cui Yanhui lowered his head.

Mother didn't blame, she knew very well that Cui Yanhui had done enough, and it was good enough: "I want to sleep for a while." ”

"Hmm!"

After a while, the mother lying on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep, and Cui Yanhui tucked the quilt for her mother and walked out of the ward.

Sitting on the bench in the corridor, Cui Yanhui was also a little quieter, if it really didn't work, it would be better to open up with Song Song and them again, whether it was Wen Wan or Gu Qing, their family was very good.

But now in this situation, how to speak, I am really bad in the game, it seems that I have caused Wen Wan's dissatisfaction, Gu Qing and Wen Wan are the same head.

Sister Qiqi doesn't seem to be very wealthy, and Zhang Bing and her family are completely broken, not to mention Xue Jian.

"Cui Yanhui?" A somewhat familiar voice rang out in the empty hallway.

"Li Zhi!" Cui Yanhui raised his head and looked at Li Zhi in front of him in surprise.

Li Zhiwei smiled: "What, are you surprised?" I just came to see friends. ”

"Really?" Cui Yanhui said.

"It's just that I didn't expect to meet you, by the way, Song Song should have told you, next week is the final showdown of LSPL, we are opponents." Li Zhi said.

Cui Yanhui was silent, Song Song had already said before, and asked Cui Yanhui to come back when he played, which would determine Cui Yanhui's qualifications in AG after AG was promoted to LPL.

"Here, there are 700,000, I know that it is indeed quite difficult for our SV and AG to go head-to-head, but I hope that our SV can win, and your AG will have a chance to enter the LPL in the future, but for me, this is my last chance." Li Zhi took out a check from his pocket and put it next to Cui Yanhui.

This is the last game, although with Cui Yanhui's current state, the chance of playing should not be too great, but according to Song Song's character, at least he will be given a chance to play, not much, just a chance to play.

"Oooo Li Zhi stepped on his leather shoes and left the corridor.

Cui Yanhui sat on the chair, looked at a check on the chair next to him, stood up and silently put the check in his pocket.

……

The next day, Cui Yanhui was busy in the hospital early in the morning, running around to pay all the fees, and the doctor began to prepare for the operation for his mother.

Seeing the sorrow on Cui Yanhui's face slowly unfold, her mother secretly asked the doctor about the cost.

The high cost couldn't help but make her mother a little worried, and asked Cui Yanhui many times before the operation, and Cui Yanhui's answer every time was borrowed by a friend.

The fees have been paid, and my mother has nothing to do, so I can only hope that this money is really borrowed from a friend by Cui Yanhui, and the operation fee plus all other expenses is a total of seven or eight hundred thousand.

I don't know what kind of friend lent him so generously.

Not only did his mother feel strange, but even Song Song felt strange, he just borrowed money on the first day, and Cui Yanhui exchanged the money for him the next day.

For this reason, Song Song also deliberately asked Xue Yongjie and Yan Jianwei, and when he learned that Cui Yanhui and Yan Jianwei had borrowed a sum of money, Song Song also put down his hanging heart.

Cui Yanhui probably didn't want to owe himself favors, so he borrowed money from Yan Jianwei to pay it back to himself, but in fact, this kind of thing is not necessary at all.

Anyway, his mother was able to complete the operation safely.

Song Song looked at the safe text message sent by Cui Yanhui and threw himself into training, completely ignoring Wen Wan's apologetic gaze.