At 10 o'clock in the morning, the First Affiliated Hospital of a certain university in Beijing.

After getting off the taxi, Su Mengmeng went straight to the hospitalization building and came to the oncology ward where her mother was.

Just now, she received a call from her patient at the campus and told her mother that something had happened, so she rushed over in a panic.

At the door of the ward, I happened to meet the enthusiastic aunt who called her to notify her. Aunt Zhang's son and Su Mengmeng's mother were in the same ward, which was considered a patient relationship. After Aunt Zhang saw Su Mengmeng appear, she stopped Su Mengmeng at the door and led her to the corridor before telling her specific situation.

"Mengmeng, you're finally here."

"Director Wang came here just now, and I don't know what he said specifically to your mother. I guess it should be about the cost. When Director Wang turned around and left, your mother pulled out of the syringe and left the ward quietly."

"Fortunately, my daughter-in-law was smart. She reminded me to pay attention to your mother, so I followed her to leave the ward. Sure enough, I saw your mother crying in the boiling water room. She wanted to climb up the window, but she wanted to jump off the building 100%.

When he heard this, Su Mengmeng's tears immediately flowed down.

She grabbed Aunt Zhang's hand and choked, "Thank you, thank you Aunt Zhang, you are my benefactor, I will kowtow to you..."

Su Mengmeng was crying and was about to kneel down in front of Aunt Zhang, but Aunt Zhang could not make her kneel, so she quickly pulled Su Mengmeng up with force.

Seeing Su Mengmeng crying in vain, Aunt Zhang wiped her tears lovingly and said, "Good boy, don't cry."

"Just pretending that nothing happened and go in and persuade your mother."

"It's better to live than to die. Even if you have a tumor, you can't give up on yourself. In short, chat with your mother and don't be too pessimistic..."

After listening to Aunt Zhang's advice, Su Mengmeng forced herself to hold back her tears and nodded heavily.

She adjusted her mood slightly at the door of the ward, then wiped her tears again, took out a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums brought from her bag, and then walked into the ward.

A very thin middle-aged woman was lying on the hospital bed by the window. This is Su Mengmeng's mother, Aunt Zheng. Although she is only in her forties, her hair has fallen out due to the need for chemotherapy for treatment of the tumor.

"Mom, I'm here to see you..." Su Mengmeng pretended that nothing had happened, put the yellow chrysanthemum in a glass bottle, then sat obediently beside her, squeezed out a smile, and held one of her mother's hands.

Aunt Zheng closed her eyes tightly, shook her head, and said weakly: "I don't want you to come to see me, nor do you want you to waste time here."

"I've already thought about it and be discharged from the hospital today and can't waste any more money."

"My illness has ruined my family's fortunes. I can't do this anymore, there is no hope..."

After hearing this, Su Mengmeng's tears began to roam in her eyes again. She forced herself to hold back her sadness and comforted her mother, "Mom, it's not as difficult as you imagined."

"I've made a lot of money as a model outside of school. I've made more than enough to treat you..."

Aunt Zheng looked at her daughter with her eyes and said with distress: "Don't lie to me. Even if you are a model and perform, even if you can make money, it is not as good as the money I have to spend on this disease."

"Mengmeng, forget it."

"This is all fate. You must admit what you should recognize. Mom's life is no longer saved. Mom can no longer drag you into the fire pit..."

After hearing what her mother said, Su Mengmeng's heart was cut like a knife. The urge to cry rushed up from her chest like a torrent, but she could only suppress it tightly and could not cry in front of her mother.

She grabbed her mother's hand, held back her tears, smiled and said, "Mom, don't think too much."

"My daughter came to the hospital today and got enough money to pay for you."

"Director Wang said yesterday that as long as I pay the full amount, at most, next week, I will arrange that high-tech anti-cancer therapy for you."

"If everything goes well, at most three or two months, you will have a high chance of recovering and being discharged from the hospital..."

After hearing this, Aunt Zheng was half-believing and half-doubted, grabbed her daughter's hand and said, "Don't lie to me. That kind of high-tech therapy not only needs to line up to occupy the indicators, but also costs at least one and two million yuan. Where did you get so much money?"

Su Mengmeng smiled and said, "I have signed a five-year contract with the modeling company. With this contract, I openly looked for the company's finances and made a large amount of money advance."

"I don't want to treat me as a child. Any company that will casually advance you by more than one million, and you are lying to me." Aunt Zheng said.

Su Mengmeng opened her eyes unjustly and said, "I didn't lie to you. Do you know that the other models in the company are neither as beautiful as me nor as good as me. They are not art students from prestigious universities. Do you know how much money they can make in a year?"

Aunt Zhang, who was next to the bed, came over in time and nodded repeatedly and said, "Master Zheng, I absolutely believe what Mengmeng said."

"We live in a female model in a modeling company. Her conditions are far inferior to your Mengmeng, but guess how much can she earn in a month?"

Aunt Zhang slapped two times and said in surprise: "It's 100,000 yuan a month, and that girl can't sing or dance. She's just a graphic model who takes photos of e-commerce."

"You think about it yourself. With the conditions of your Mengmeng, if you go to a modeling company to develop one or two million a year, wouldn't it be casual and like playing?"

Aunt Zheng couldn't believe it, but she couldn't refuse it. She looked at Aunt Zhang and then at her daughter. Su Mengmeng nodded heavily and said, "It's true."

"Mom, just take care of yourself. I didn't lie to you. I'll go to Director Wang and pay the fees you should pay..."

Seeing that his daughter had to pay the fee, Aunt Zheng still had doubts in her heart, she had to believe it after all.

Seeing that her mother stabilized, Su Mengmeng didn't stay for long, she stood up and said, "Mom, you lie down first. Director Wang has made an appointment to meet him. I'll go see him..."

In the boiling water room diagonally opposite the ward, when he saw Su Mengmeng coming out of the ward and walking towards the elevator, Li Jiangnan only appeared and walked out of the door.

He now understood that the reason why Su Mengmeng had to earn 1.2 million yuan for her own sales was that she wanted to hand it over to the hospital to get a so-called new high-tech anti-cancer therapy for her mother.

Li Jiangnan is not sure whether that high-tech anti-cancer therapy is effective, but Li Jiangnan is very clear about one thing. Su Mengmeng is already at her end and she can't afford one. Two million yuan at all.

Li Jiangnan looked at Su Mengmeng's back walking away in front of the corridor, thought for a while, but did not disturb her.

Li Jiangnan looked at the ward where Su Mengmeng's mother was, and knew very well that to solve Su Mengmeng's troubles, we should not start with money, but start with treatment, and we should solve her mother's tumor.
Chapter completed!