Su Xiangyang knelt in front of Su Baihe, hugged his thigh, and cried loudly, with sincerity, as if a prodigal son had turned back.
After all, Su Baihe didn't make up his mind and sighed: "How much did you lose in gambling? How much foreign debt did you owe?"
Hearing this, Su Xiangyang stopped crying and was about to speak.
At this time, Su Chengliang's wife interrupted: "Three million! This bastard was tricked out of three million by someone in a daze, and all he borrowed was loan sharks!"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she added another million privately.
"???"
Su Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, but he immediately reacted and echoed: "Yes, third uncle, you must help me, otherwise they will kill me."
"What!! Three million!"
Su Baihe was shocked when he heard the amount, and then he shook his head and said: "It's too much, I can't take it out."
Last time, he mortgaged his house and belongings and raised around two million.
Three million is a huge amount.
Although the richest man Chen gave away an electronics factory as a gift, it didn't take long and the profit dividends hadn't even arrived yet.
Su Yun knew many dignitaries and should have a lot of money, but it was hard for him to ask his son for it.
And he knew that Su Yun had a very bad impression of Su Chengliang's family.
"Bai He, Xiang Yang is the only seedling in our family! You can't just die without saving him!" Su Chengliang's wife immediately became unhappy when she saw Su Bai He shaking his head.
In her opinion, this three million is just drizzle for Lao San and his family.
I don't want to take this out, my conscience is really dark.
"Third brother, we are brothers. I am so sick that you are not willing to do a small favor for me. Can you bear to watch me die?" On the hospital bed, Su Chengliang also had a stern face.
"Brother, listen to me..." Su Baihe was helpless and wanted to explain.
But Su Chengliang didn't listen at all. He smiled coldly and said: "Okay, Bai He, you don't have to make excuses. I finally understand. After you become rich, you won't look down on poor relatives like us."
When Su Baihe heard this, he frowned slightly and felt a little unhappy.
If he was really such a person, how could he come immediately as soon as he received the news that his eldest brother was critically ill, regardless of previous suspicions?
If it were normal times, Su Baihe would definitely argue, but thinking that Su Chengliang was critically ill, he held back.
"I'll go for a walk and think of something." Su Baihe sighed softly, walked out of the ward, and took out his cell phone from his pocket, as if he wanted to call Su Yun.
But after thinking about it, I put the phone back in my pocket.
As he continued to walk out, he saw several doctors and nurses in front of him, coming out from the next door ward after checking the room.
Su Baihe didn't care and instinctively stepped aside to get out of the way.
"Director Zhang, do the patients in Ward 408 in front of you want to come over and take a look?" At this time, a nurse asked the leading doctor.
Director Zhang was obviously stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "The patients in bed 408 haven't been discharged yet? Haven't they been asked to go through the discharge procedures a long time ago?"
The nurse also looked helpless and said: "They refused to leave the hospital and stayed there. I went to urge them several times and was scolded by the patient's son."