Su Jinse walked out of the dark night and took a taxi directly to the hospital. The check in her pocket was as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold. The deadline had come and she had to rush to pay for the surgery for her mother.
When Su Jinse arrived at the hospital, she went to the payment office first, but was told that her mother's surgery and medical bills had been paid, and that the surgery had been performed last night and it was successful.
"What's going on?"
Who would spend so much money to pay for her at once? "Nurse, are you making a mistake?"
The paid nurse treated her much better this time, "That's right, it was your boyfriend who paid her. Miss Su, you are so lucky. You have such a considerate boyfriend. When your mother got sick last night, she not only helped you but also helped you."
After paying the fee, I’ll help you stay in front of your mother’s bed all night!”
Su Jinse hurriedly pushed open the door to the ward. She was infected by the warm scene inside and couldn't bear to ruin the atmosphere.
Since her sister left, she has never seen her mother smile so happily, even the corners of her eyes are smiling. Every movement of the boy attracts her attention, and the smile at the corner of his mouth is shallow.
After a long time, her mother noticed her and looked at her lovingly, "Sese."
"mom."
Su Jinse walked in, her nose was a little sore, and even her eyes were sore.
When she learned that her mother was ill and almost had an accident last night, she never let go of the tight string until she opened the door. She almost lost her mother.
When her mother needed her most, she was not by her side.
"Child, come here."
Lin Rong smiled and waved to her daughter.
Her daughter is everything to her. She knows that her body is dragging down her daughter, but she is reluctant to leave her. She really can't bear to leave her alone in this world.
Su Jinse sniffed and stretched out her hand. Her mother's hand was warm, wrapping hers, and it was very warm.
As long as my mother lives, no matter how much she pays, it will be worth it.
"Hey, Su Jinse, have you noticed that besides auntie, there's me in the room?" the young man's angry voice sounded.
A look of displeasure appeared on her delicate and beautiful little face.
What the hell, this woman, he helped her so much and didn't even say thank you, and she dared to ignore him. Is he really that inconspicuous?
"Haha, Sese, Mo Zai has helped us a lot this time. We must thank him properly in the future!"
"Mo Zai?"
Su Jinse stared at the young man.
The young man curled his lips and said, "Yes, it's my nickname!"
Everyone in the family calls her that.
"Oh, thank you. I will pay you back the medical and surgical fees later."
"Why are you so anxious? I wanted to ask you where you were last night. I couldn't get through the phone. I couldn't find anyone at the hospital where my aunt was sick, so they had to contact me based on the information I left when I swiped my card last time. What happened?
Why don't you care about your mother's illness?" The young man was very angry and looked at her with righteous indignation.
Facing Wei Liao's questioning, she couldn't even answer a single sentence.
Where did she go?
Just when her mother's illness relapsed, she was lying on a strange bed, selling her body for expensive medicine, allowing others to bully and humiliate her, and deliberately trying to please a devilish man. How should she answer this?
After meeting her mother's worried eyes, she immediately put away all her grievances and pulled the corner of the quilt for her mother.
Seeing that Su Jinse didn't answer, Wei Liao felt more and more that something must have happened to her last night, so he asked reluctantly, "Where are you going? At least give me an explanation."
Although he is in good spirits now, he still has a tired look on his face after not sleeping all night, and there are dark circles on his beautiful Danfeng eyes.
The young man was very angry, and all his unhappiness was reflected on his face. He felt that he had finally fallen in love with a woman, but she didn't care about her at all. He couldn't tolerate the impulsiveness of his youth.