Right Here Waiting For You

"Wow!!!" Zhou Xiaoxiao collapsed in an instant, squatting on the ground, covering her face, tears dripped from between her fingers, which couldn't help but move people. "My dad doesn't give me money, what should I do... Woohoo, I can't save him..."

Nearly ten million medical expenses, even if she poured all the pocket money from the New Year's Eve money for several years, it would not be enough.

"Wait for the teacher first. If there is really no way, we can encourage our classmates or ask for donations from the society." Ning Tiantian racked her brains to find a way.

"Yes, classmates, I'm going to ask my classmates..."

Zhou Xiaoxiao raised her tearful eyes, got up from the ground, and then ran to each class, begging everyone for donations, telling them how hard Lu Xiaoming usually works and how good he studies...

Ning Tiantian and her classmates have been together for so many years, and this is the first time that Zhou Xiaoxiao, who is as proud as a princess, begs for help in such a low voice.

During the first class, the teacher finally brought good news. Tomorrow, when the national flag is under the flag, the principal will organize donations from the whole school, so that all teachers and students must have the money to donate and contribute.

"Great!" Zhou Xiaoxiao wept with joy, and subconsciously hugged Ning Tiantian, wanting to share happiness with her.

When she hugged Tiantian, she later realized that something was wrong. She and Ning Tiantian were not good friends, so why should they hug her.

Afterwards, she pushed Ning Tiantian away, "Who wants to hug you!"

Ning Tiantian: "..."

"You are too happy, it is not so easy to raise tens of millions of medical expenses." Cookie said this not to hurt her, but to predict it based on the actual situation.

There are only a few students in their school, and it is not an aristocratic school. Most of the students are just ordinary people, and they can donate a thousand or eight hundred at most.

Zhou Xiaoxiao suddenly wept again, "What if I can't make it all up!"

"Xiao Ming is in the hospital where my dad works. After school, I will talk to my dad to see if there is a way to charge less." Cookie pursed her lips.

Ning Tiantian also said, "I'll go find Brother Mo."

She remembered that Brother Mo's company had a charity organization dedicated to helping seriously ill children.

After evening self-study, when he just got home, before Ning Tiantian could mention it, Li Yanmo asked first.

"That sick Lu Xiaoming is in your class?"

The school started to organize donations, even if Ning Tiantian didn't say it, he knew it.

"That's right." Ning Tiandian nodded, then held her little face together and sighed, "Brother Mo, you said he was only as old as me, why did he suffer from such a terrible disease?"

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, no one can control." Li Yanmo said softly, and then he seemed to think of something, "How much are you going to donate tomorrow?"

"All my little coffers!" Ning Tiantian took out a piggy bank from the bedside table in the bedroom, poured out all the notes in it, and sat on the sofa to count the money.

Li Yanmo looked at her shiny little face under the light. The little girl had fair skin and a serious expression. Her big eyes were counting the red banknotes in her hand without blinking, and she was still chanting.

"One hundred, two hundred, two hundred and fifty...one thousand and fifty!" Seeing such a small amount of money, Ning Tiantian couldn't help but sigh again, "I wouldn't have spent it carelessly before I knew it."

"Don't worry, you give this to the teacher, write a few words about Lu Xiaoming's usual performance on it, and then ask the teacher to pass it to Lu Xiaoming's parents to sign."

Li Yanmo pushed a piece of paper in front of Ning Tiantian.