Zhang Yongnan's face was still unfazed, and he couldn't see the slightest expression.

On that ravine-ravine face, there is no sadness, no surprise, no grievance, no helplessness, no happiness, no self-blame, no guilt...... All words related to emotions and expressions are nowhere to be found on his face.

It's like a stormy wave sweeping across the beach, and the beach is unmoved; Like a storm that washes the earth, the earth remains the same.

From beginning to end, Zhang Yongnan's face did not show any emotion.

After listening to his son's words, Zhang Yongnan sat on the chair like a statue for a long, long time.

During this period, Zhang Yongnan didn't ask again, and Zhang Jiaze didn't say anything more, the air seemed to be frozen.

Zhang Jiaze felt that every second that passed was a kind of torment for himself.

Just when he felt that he couldn't endure it anymore, Zhang Yongnan stood up and walked towards the house. After a while, there was a sound of rummaging through the cabinets in the room, and about five minutes later, Zhang Jiaze walked out with a cloth bag in his hand.

It was a red cloth bag that had lost its luster due to age and neglect of cleaning.

The red cloth bag has almost become a black cloth bag.

Zhang Yongnan shook and opened the cloth bag wrapped in layers, and then took out a roll of wrapped banknotes from it, which was available in various denominations, and handed it to Zhang Jiaze.

Zhang Jiaze stretched out his hand to take it, as if he felt that the cloth bag was a piece of red-hot iron charcoal. The moment his fingers touched the bag, he trembled involuntarily as if he had received an electric shock.

Just as he was about to take the banknote, Huang Qiuju came out of it and asked inexplicably:

"Dead old man, what are you going to do with the money? Isn't that the money reserved for your medical treatment? ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jiaze's hand trembled suddenly, he didn't catch it in his hand, and a wrap of banknotes fell to the ground, scattered.

Zhang Jiaze held back the tears that were about to fall, squatted down, picked up the banknotes on the ground in a panic, stuffed them into Zhang Yongnan's hand, turned around and ran.

Zhang Yongnan chased out of the house, and Zhang Jiaze had already run away without a shadow.

Zhang Yongnan turned around and glared at his wife viciously:

"You're smart!"

The moment he left home, Zhang Jiaze thought in his heart with shame: He is simply a scumbag! I was so scummy that I used my father's money for medical treatment as living expenses! It's just a scum who has lost his conscience! Even if you starve to death, don't use a penny from your father! As a man, there is nothing more humiliating in the world!

I didn't expect that I was 30 years old, and I had to rely on my father's money for treatment to live, is this still a human being? It's a beast!

No, not beasts.

It's not as good as a beast.