SCT-Novel Chapter 898
Chapter 898
Chapter 898: Chapter 882: Asking for Money Chapter 898: Chapter 882: Asking for Money Ren Ying really didn’t want to hear the word “death.” Her son wasn’t half-dead, her father was half-alive, and now her mother was like this as well.
How was she supposed to cope?
Was it possible that she, alone, had to take care of a child and two elderly people?
When Ren Ying called out “Mom,” it silenced her mother completely.
She shrank her neck and didn’t dare to speak anymore.
“Mom, give me some money.
Liangliang has run out of money for medical expenses.”
Ren Ying reached out her hand to her mother.
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She had never been short of money.
Of course, she had never been without a significant amount.
Whenever she asked her mother for money, her mother was generous, giving her whatever she asked for.
Latterly, living in the Wu Family’s house, the Wu Family was also well-off.
Her card was filled with more money than she could spend, but now her card had been blocked, she didn’t have any cash on hand, and it was unlikely that anyone from the Wu Family would give her a single cent anymore.
Although she studied music, she hadn’t touched an instrument for years.
She had been living the life of a wealthy lady without ever earning a cent for herself.
Now, all she had was a few hundred yuan, from selling a necklace, and she had no idea how much Liangliang’s daily medical expenses were.
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“Money, where would I get money from?”
Her mother was also clueless about finances.
“Our house has been sealed off, and the bank cards have been restrained.
The money is still your father’s borrowed money.”
“Isn’t there Wu Bin?
Go find Wu Bin.
Didn’t he go to get money?”
“Mom, don’t mention him to me.”
At that moment, Ren Ying didn’t want to hear Wu Bin’s name.
Wu Bin and his entire family were gone, and she had no idea where to find them or if they would even return, perhaps only to claim her life.
“Mom, please quickly find me some money.
The hospital is constantly on me about the bills,” Ren Ying was extremely annoyed.
She still went to ask the nurse at the guiding desk, “Where is Ren’s father?”
Ward Five.
She searched one by one and indeed found Ren’s father’s name up above.
Without thinking, she pushed the door open.
Initially, she thought it would be like her mother’s ward, where at least seven or eight people shared a single room, with a mix of genders and ages, suffering from various ailments.
But Ren’s father was the only one in his room.
There were two hospital beds: one empty, and the other, obviously meant for an overnight companion, as it was larger than a regular hospital bed.
The ward was not small at all, completely equipped, with a floor-to-ceiling window that looked out to the scenery outside, and green plants used as decorations around the room.
A bandage was still wrapped around Ren’s father’s head as he lay there receiving an IV drip.
“Dad...”
Ren Ying approached, feeling a sense of injustice in her heart.
“How come you’re in such a nice ward?
Why don’t you have Liangliang moved over here?”
Ren’s father opened his eyes and, for the first time, seriously took a good look at his daughter.
He saw her face contorted with jealousy, and beyond that jealousy, there was no concern or worry for her father at all.
What kind of daughter was this?
How had he raised such a daughter?
“Dad, give me some money.”
Ren Ying extended her hand towards her father.
“I don’t have any money; all the money went to paying Liangliang’s hospitalization fees,” he hadn’t borrowed much money, Wu Liangliang’s hospitalization wasn’t cheap, and he had spent all he had on Wu Liangliang.
The remaining funds were used for daily meals for both families.
Where could there be any money left?
“You don’t have money?”
Ren Ying suddenly raised her voice, “You don’t have money, yet how can you stay in such a good ward?
Dad, you’re senile.
You’re at such an old age; what do you need that money for?
It’s all going to be Liangliang’s eventually.”
Ren’s father felt like Ren Ying was a stranger.
He had nearly crossed paths with death, and yet his own daughter had not asked a single caring question upon arrival.
The first thing she did was to demand money from him, even wishing him an early death.