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"Xiaorou, everything will be fine."

Outside the ward, Lin Fan carefully patted Jiang Rou's right shoulder, his tone filled with comfort and worry.

Although he had heard from Jiang Rou that her mother had been in poor health, he did not expect that the matter would be so serious.

Just now, the doctor even said it would be life-threatening.

"What should I do, what should I do..."

Holding the 20,000 yuan in her hand, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and Jiang Rou's face became paler.

She has been dependent on her mother since she was a child. In order to support her, her mother has been traveling around the country all year round, relying on odd jobs and needlework to earn some living expenses. It can be said that her family is poor.

Jiang Rou originally wanted to make some money as a waiter and take her mother to a big hospital for medical treatment.

Who would have thought that before I could save enough money, my mother would become seriously ill and unable to afford it.

Thanks to the neighbor who called an ambulance, otherwise the mother and daughter would have been separated from each other.

The doctor said that Jiang Rou's mother's illness was caused by overuse, and she also had a certain degree of hypoglycemia and hypotension. This disease requires a long period of nutritional supplements and rest to be cured.

That's why Jiang Rou worked hard. She heard that live broadcasts can make money quickly, and that's why the scene Lin Fan saw that night happened.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, the operation fee of hundreds of thousands was prohibitive.

Twenty thousand yuan is nothing more than a drop in the bucket for my mother's illness.

"Wow."

The therapist's door opened, and when Jiang Rou saw the man in a white coat walking out, she quickly stood up and went to greet him.

"Dr. Kang, how is my mother?"

The doctor frowned and didn't know how to speak.

These days, everyone has seen what Jiang Rou has done, and they all feel sorry for this filial girl.

But the rules are rigid, and even if everyone wants to lend a helping hand, they can't fill the huge hole worth hundreds of thousands.

Without money, Jiang Rou's mother had no choice but to wait for death.

"Dr. Kang, I have money, I still have money!"

Jiang Rou sensed something was wrong. Although she knew the money was not enough, she still forced it to the doctor.

Seeing the little girl's devastated look, Dr. Kang could only comfort her: "We will try our best..."

After saying this, he slowly got rid of Jiang Rou's arm, lowered his head and left the corridor.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Rou couldn't hold back her tears anymore, she cried so hard that she became a tearful person.

"Jiang Rou."

Lin Fan silently walked forward and held the girl's lonely body in his arms.

I felt my shoulders wet with tears, but I didn't say a word.

He could understand Jiang Rou's feelings, but she was also a little helpless.

If it was just money, it wouldn't be a problem, but...

The doctor has just made it very clear that Jiang Rou's mother's condition has deteriorated to an advanced stage, and it may be difficult to solve it with conventional surgery.

So, is it possible...

Lin Fan's mind moved and he suddenly grabbed Jiang Rou's arm.

He stared into those bloodshot eyes, feeling both loving and distressed, and unconsciously lowered his voice.

"Let's go see Auntie."

"Um……"

When I opened the door to the ward, I was greeted by a vast expanse of white.

In good conscience, Lin Fan rarely comes to the hospital.

One is that he doesn't like the lifeless atmosphere here, and the other is that there are so many sad things and people here.

On the hospital bed by the window, there was a thin woman with a pale complexion, leaning towards the window and looking out the window, with nostalgia in her eyes.

She is Jiang Rou's mother, Su Qin.

"mom."

Jiang Rou wiped away her tears, fearing that her mother would notice, but no one could see the redness and sadness at the corners of her eyes.