In the long hallway, the lights were dim and flickering.

The air smells faintly of disinfectant water.

Office of Dean Chen-----

"Dean Chen Chen, can you please give me a few more days?"

"Miss Gu, the hospital is not a charity, you owe more and more fees, if everyone is like you, then our hospital will be closed in less than three days."

The window was ajar, and the cold wind blew in from the outside, hitting Gu Nianchen's slightly pale little face.

She couldn't help but shudder, her bloodshot eyes reddening slightly.

Her self-esteem and pride were trampled on the soles of her feet, and at this moment, she was like a beggar who reached out to beg, and won the pity and sympathy of others in a low voice, "Dean Chen, please, just give me another five days... No... Within seven days, I promise to pay the bill. ”

"Miss Gu, your sister's surgery is about to miss the best time, and if you can't make up the cost in three days, there is no need for another operation." The cold and unforgiving sound was like the cold wind outside the window, no, it should be colder and more biting than the cold wind.

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There was light snow in the sky, and colorful neon lights flashed across the street.

Gu Nianchen stood outside the gate of the hospital, the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes and drilled straight into her, she tightened her tight black coat, and retracted her cold red hand into the scarf.

Miss Gu, if you can't make up the expenses after three days, there is no need for another operation.

The cruel but realistic words replayed in her ears over and over again.

Gu Nianchen stood stunned for a moment, hesitated and struggled in his eyes, and took out his mobile phone from his bag slowly and stiffly.

The screen of the phone was frozen by the cold, and the tentacles were cold.

Staring at the number that was almost deleted by her on the screen, she hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind, took a deep breath, and dialed...

"Hey, is it Mr. Jiang? I'm Gu Nianchen.... ”

Across the street is a silver-gray Lamborghini parked under a French plane tree.

The lines of the body are perfectly smooth and eye-catching, and like its owner, it exudes an air of indifference.

"Young master, Miss Gu took a taxi and left."

"Keep up." The fingers flying on the keyboard stopped for a moment, and the man looked up and looked out the window.

The taillight of the taxi came on and quickly disappeared into the traffic.

Gu Nianchen, do you also have a desperate day?

Li Mofan closed the computer, leaned back, closed his eyes, and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his lips.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river, feng shui really has a day of turning.

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West Wing.

Under the flashing neon lights, Gu Nianchen stood outside the largest and most luxurious entertainment city in Z City.

Looking up at the plaque hanging high above his head, the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise a mocking arc.

is obviously the dirtiest and most complicated place in Z City, but it has taken such an elegant name.

The door to the box was hidden.

Gu Nianchen stood at the door and heard the sounds of men and women flirting from inside.

"Ouch, Mr. Jiang, you really have no conscience, you just said a few days ago that you want to love others for a lifetime, and now you have a crush on Momo, your love is really everywhere."

"Jealous?" The man laughed, ambiguously and proudly.

Looking through the dim light, a pair of big black hands were eating tofu in the open, "Little thing without conscience, I didn't spend less money on you." ”