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Finally, after crying for a while, the man finally slowly stood up.

"What happened?" Su Changqing sat down on the chair and gently knocked on the table in front of him.

"Master, my son is seriously ill, all hospitals cannot check the situation, he has been vomiting blood for a week in a row."

"I heard that Master, you have the kind of talisman that can heal diseases, so I found Dr. Su."

The man in front of him kept pleading.

After Su Changqing listened, he couldn't help but shake his head.

"Why? Why wouldn't you sell me a talisman? My son is dying!!

He didn't understand why Su Changqing refused to sell a talisman to himself.

Even Gu Zhiqing couldn't believe it.

After all, this is all a matter of human life!

"Master, you always have to give me a reason, right?"

He looked at Su Changqing with stunned eyes.

"Your son's illness is all deserved, not only him, but even you will get this soon."

As soon as Su Changqing finished saying this, his whole person slumped on the ground.

"Master... You can't scare me.

"I know you want more money, we'll talk about that, but you can't scare me because of that." He said in a trembling voice, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

"Also, our family is honest, you can't slander me like this."

His hands kept pounding the ground, showing extreme anger.

"Do you remember the operation your son had five years ago?"

Su Changqing asked.

"How don't I remember that five years ago, my son was on his way back, he met a drunk driver and was hit by a car."

"The operation cost hundreds of thousands of dollars later, and the root of the disease was also left behind."

As he spoke, his tears slowly fell again, and he was only heard crying alone: "left early, I pulled it alone."

"For so many years, I have been a father and a mother again, and I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing."

"But I didn't expect bad luck to patronize my house."

After listening to this, Su Changqing shook his head and said, "You still haven't said the point." "

Didn't get the point?"

"My son was in a car accident and wasn't the point?"

He asked puzzled.

"Your son had a car accident, how did the hundreds of thousands of medical bills come from, you must know very well?"

"It's all raised by well-wishers." He almost blurted out.

"What about after fundraising?"

"Although your son is well, doesn't he still have a lot of money left?"

Speaking of this, his eyes began to wander, and he muttered a little unconfidently: "How long has it been since this, who remembers clearly."

Gu Zhiqing on the side probably understood something.

"You spent the money?" Gu Zhiqing asked aloud.

"I wasn't, I didn't, I didn't spend that money at all, I returned it all." He yelled.

Knock knock!

Su Changqing knocked on the table.

At this time, his gaze was pulled back by Su Changqing.

"Since you don't remember, I'll help you recall the memories."

"After your son was almost well, you still had the money left, and you planned to return the money at first."

"But after seeing the money, you still can't help it."

"That's money you can't make in ten years."

When Su Changqing's words came out, the man in front of him shook his head frantically.

"No, it's impossible, you're slandering." He absolutely does not admit it.

Su Changqing, who heard this, couldn't help but smile. "There should be 700,000 there, right?"

"It seems to have cost about 400,000 before and after the operation."

As soon as Su Changqing's words came out, his whole person fell silent.

"Of course, if you really can't remember, you can search for the words He Fu yourself."

When he said this, his hands trembled slightly.

Because the name He Fu is exactly his name.

"No, I didn't spend that 300,000 at all, I didn't spend it at all."

He muttered blankly.

"It doesn't matter at all whether you spend the 300,000 or not."

"So what are you talking about?" Hearing this, He Fu instantly felt as if he had been played.

"It's this thing that gives you a taste of sweetness, and you bought yourself a car."

"But soon the money runs out, and then you start thinking crookedly."

"What crooked thoughts, you speak one by one, who can understand?" He Fu hurriedly shouted, showing incomparable anger in his eyes.

"After the money is spent, do you continue to think of enthusiastic netizens?"

When Su Changqing asked this, he paused and shook his head with great certainty: "It's impossible, I will definitely not do such a thing, I will not continue to let them donate."

"But I didn't say you wanted to donate."

Rumble!

As soon as Su Changqing's words came out, He Fu's whole person buzzed, his eyes widened, and his eyes showed disbelief.

"After you tasted the sweetness, you thought that this money would come faster."

"After that, you kept selling badly, and it was the same until this time."

"Only this time is different, your son is really seriously ill."

Su Changqing said slowly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"My son is in good health, there is no chance of this disease."

He Fu kept repeating.

"So the blood he spit out is fake?" Su Changqing's question made him suddenly speechless.

... ...

It took about ten minutes before he relented.

"Master, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

"I am to blame for these things, please spare my son."

"Everything I do is for his sake, earning him the 888,000 bride price."

He looked at Su Changqing with a pleading expression.

"880,000 bride price, really willing to give." Gu Zhiqing on the side couldn't help but complain.

After He Fu heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"The solution is not impossible, but it depends on whether you are willing to do it or not." Su Changqing's words came out, which made him immediately see hope.

"Master, I'll do it!"

"You can let me do anything, as long as I can save my son, I am willing to die even if I die."

"The death is not so serious, but it just allows you to return all of this except for the first donation."

"Of course, if you can't find anyone, you can also donate money."

As soon as Su Changqing's words came out, He Fu's face suddenly turned pale.

He looked at Su Changqing with stunned eyes, and even suspected that he had misheard.

"Didn't you say you were willing to die even if you died?" Looking at He Fu's desperate eyes, Su Changqing asked.

"But being poor is worse than dying!"

He said in a trembling voice.

Over the years, the money has basically been spent.

Now if you want to return all your money, it means that you have to go out to work again.

And he no longer wants to live more than a hundred exhausting days a day.