"Your mother's stomach tumor has become malignant. If she doesn't hand over 100,000 yuan for surgery, she will only have one month to live."
The doctor's voice in the corridor was very calm, but when it fell on Ye Fan's ears, it was like a needle pricking his heart.
Although I had been mentally prepared, at this moment, I couldn't help but burst into tears.
Ye Fan was about to collapse because he couldn't afford it because of the high cost.
The adoptive father Ye Wujiu disappeared while running a boat a year ago, the adoptive mother Shen Biqin fainted from a stomach tumor and was hospitalized. The newly graduated Ye Fan became the mainstay of the family.
This year, in order to treat his adoptive mother, Ye Fan not only used up his family's savings and took out all the online loans, but also went to the Tang family to celebrate the wedding and become his son-in-law.
He worked as a cow and horse in the Tang family and lost all his dignity, only to get 500,000 yuan.
But the money was used up in the hospital in an instant.
Ye Fan now only has a mobile phone and ten yuan left in his body.
"One hundred thousand more, one hundred thousand more..."
Thinking of the number the doctor said, Ye Fan felt deeply desperate. He was at the end of his rope, where could he get the 100,000?
But he couldn't just watch his mother die.
"No, I must borrow one hundred thousand."
Ye Fan wiped his tears, gritted his teeth and stood up: "I will never let anything happen to my mother."
He decided to risk his dignity and borrow money.
Ye Fan came to the first house and knocked on the door of his uncle's house.
Aunt opened the door with a straight face.
Ye Fan desperately begged his aunt for a favor: "Aunt, my mother needs money for surgery..."
"Are you still asking for money? Are you still asking for money? I gave you two hundred yuan and it's not enough?"
"Get out, get out, get out, don't come here, we don't have money-grubbing relatives like you..."
As the aunt spoke, she pushed Ye Fan out and then closed the security door with a bang.
Hearing these harsh words, Ye Fan was so angry that he trembled all over and punched the wall.
He knew that people were indifferent, but he didn't expect that the uncle and others who had robbed his father's ancestral home would not give a tenth to help.
Ye Fan had no choice but to shamelessly ask other relatives to borrow money, but they were all rejected.
They also warned Ye Fan not to harass him again, otherwise they would call the police and arrest him immediately.
Then, the landlord also called and said that if the rent was not paid within a week, he would clear out Shen Biqin's room.
Online lending companies even made desperate calls.
Ye Fan bit the bullet and called Tang Ruoxue who was traveling in the Maldives.
When Tang Ruoxue heard him asking for money, she hung up the phone in disgust.
The mountains and rivers are exhausted.
After being blown by the cold wind on the street for a long time, Ye Fan wiped away his tears and came to Zero Degree Bar.
This was driven by his ex-girlfriend Yuan Jing, no, it was his former roommate Huang Dongqiang who lent Yuan Jing five million to realize his dream.
Of course, because of these five million, Yuan Jing left Ye Fan and fell into the arms of Huang Dongqiang.
With the gimmick of being a cool school beauty, business here is very popular and it has become a gathering place for many rich second generations of Zhonghai.
Ye Fan has become a source of laughter.
Although Ye Fan felt ashamed coming here, thinking about the cost of his mother's surgery, he could only walk into Zero Degree Bar.
He also believed that Yuan Jing would lend him the 100,000 yuan because of his past friendship.
There were people playing guitar and singing songs in the bar, and the atmosphere was lively and noble.
The smell of perfume here makes Ye Fan feel inferior.
Ye Fan walked into the hall, and the whole place fell silent instantly.
A dozen men and women in colorful clothes looked over.
Ye Fan also looked at Huang Dongqiang and Yuan Jing.
He saw high spirits and deep disdain in Huang Dongqiang's eyes, but he didn't see a trace of guilt.
Yuan Jing wears a low-cut vest on her upper body and a pair of hot pants on her lower body. Her fair skin, two slender legs, and beautiful face are very eye-catching.
However, her cold and arrogant expression made many people afraid to look at her.
She looked at Mark without emotion, her indifference was like seeing a dog on the street.
Yuan Jing’s best friend Yang Qianqian jumped down from the high chair:
"Ye Fan, what are you doing here?"
The tone is disgusting.
Ye Fan mustered up his courage: "I'm here..."
"We don't need a cleaner here."
Yang Qianqian sneered: "You go."
She had always looked down on the impoverished Ye Fan, and it was she who tried her best to bring Yuan Jing and Huang Dongqiang together.
Ye Fan hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "I'm not here to be a cleaner, I'm here to..."
"Twenty-eight for lemonade and one hundred and eighty for cocktails, can you afford it?"
Yang Qianqian sneered and struck: "Even if you have pocket money from the Tang family in your pocket, you are still not welcome here."
Huang Dongqiang sighed: "Unfortunately, I didn't read the almanac today, so I'm just like the trash at home."
Huang Dongqiang and the others had already known about Ye Fan's appointment as his son-in-law.
A dozen men and women laughed when they heard this.
"I--"
Ye Fan stepped forward bravely and saw that Yuan Jing was about to speak when a beautiful girl shouted again:
"Get your dirty hands off, leather sofa."
She also waved her hand in front of her nose, as if Ye Fan was coming out of a stinky ditch.
Ye Fan retracted his hand as if he was bitten by a snake, his face turned red.
He knew he would be humiliated, but he didn't expect it to be so heartless.
He gritted his teeth and blurted out, "I'm here to see Yuan Jing."
"Yuan Jing, let's go out and talk..."
Ye Fan hopes to save the last bit of face.
Yuan Jing's slender legs were crossed, and her white toes shone in the light. There was no sarcasm or movement, but this was precisely the biggest dislike.
Huang Dongqiang's lips curled up with a hint of teasing: "Yuan Jing is my girlfriend now, it's not just someone you want to find."
He also rubbed Yuan Jing's leg in a demonstrative manner.
Ye Fan's cheeks were hot: "Yuan Jing, I really have something to ask you. Let's go out and talk."
Yuan Jing looked at Ye Fan without responding, just arrogant and indifferent, like looking at an insignificant ant.
"Go away, I feel sick when I see you."
Yang Qianqian shouted impatiently: "Don't ruin our mood."
Looking at Yuan Jing who didn't even leave a fig leaf for herself, Ye Fan felt very disappointed and sad, but he still managed to say:
"Yuan Jing, I want to borrow 100,000 from you."
Ye Fan made a promise: "Don't worry, I will definitely pay you back. I can keep your ID card and graduation certificate with you..."
"One hundred thousand?"
Yang Qianqian shouted exaggeratedly: "Ye Fan, you want to borrow 100,000 yuan? You are not worth a hundred yuan, how dare you borrow 100,000 yuan?"
Ye Fan looked at Yuan Jing and explained: "My mother needs money for surgery..."
"I know this is rude, but I'm really waiting for help, please."
He also took out his mother's medical records in the hope of impressing Yuan Jing.
Huang Dongqiang looked at him as if he were an idiot: "Your father disappeared and your ancestral home was robbed by your uncle. Now the house is rented. You are the son-in-law who comes here and you haven't worked yet. How can you borrow 100,000?"
In the past year since graduation, Ye Fan has either been busy with his mother's illness or catered to the Tang family, and has never found a job in a company.
So now I am still a homeless person.
"After my mother's surgery is completed, I will find a job immediately. I will definitely be able to pay it back."
Ye Fan was so embarrassed that he wanted to turn around and run away, but now that he had reached this point, he had to persist.
"Yuan Jing, I beg you, my mother is going to have an operation and she really needs this money..."
At this moment, Ye Fan felt as humble as a dog.
Yang Qianqian sneered: "We are not your father. Your mother needs money for surgery. Is it none of our business?"
"Yuan Jing, please help me."
Ye Fan looked at Yuan Jing and begged: "I will definitely pay you back the money."
Everyone looked at Yuan Jing.
Yuan Jing looked at Ye Fan coldly, and in a tone that was even colder than her expression, she said words that chilled Ye Fan: "Ask me to borrow money? Don't you think it's ridiculous? Your mother will live and die with me.
what relationship?"
She sneered: "Do you think there is still an old relationship between us?"
"Stop being so sentimental."
"No white swan would care about a toad."
Ye Fan looked at Yuan Jing in astonishment, unable to believe that she had said these words.
"Our circle is not something you can enter."
"You can't borrow my money, Yuan Jing's."
"I don't have any feelings for you at all."
"By the way, when I was dating you, I was sick, and you gave me a piece of Tai Chi jade, saying you would keep me safe."
"Now, I return this piece of Tai Chi jade to you and use it to keep your mother safe and sound."
Yuan Jing took out a piece of Tai Chi Jade from the drawer under the table and threw it into Ye Fan's hand with an expressionless face:
"Let's go, don't come here again."
"It's inappropriate for you to appear at Zero Degree Bar. It's causing trouble for me and Dong Qiang."
Her voice was very calm, not at all arrogant, but it pushed people to the ground, as if looking at an ant on the ground from the sky:
"As a human being, you must be self-aware."
Yang Qianqian pushed Ye Fan away: "Get out of here, you toad."
Ye Fan looked desperate.
Huang Dongqiang suddenly said: "I can lend you one hundred thousand."
Ye Fan's eyes lit up and his whole body was excited: "Really?"
Huang Dongqiang smiled playfully: "Kneel down."
Ye Fan's blood surged all over his body, and there was anger in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
"thump--"
Ye Fan knelt down straight.
My knees hurt, my heart hurts even more.
But for the sake of his mother, Ye Fan never hesitated.
"Hahaha--"
Yang Qianqian and the others laughed sweetly. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan, who was known as the toughest boner, would kneel in front of them.
Someone picked up their mobile phone to record this scene.
Yuan Jing raised her snow-white chin, as proud as a princess, and her disdain was even stronger: a man with no spine.
Huang Dongqiang went to the restroom and came back with a cup filled with yellow liquid, and then placed it in front of Ye Fan with a slap.
"Drink it on your knees."
Huang Dongqiang threw out a bank card: "I'll lend you this hundred thousand."
Looking at the glass of liquid, Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then became angry:
This is urine!
"You bastards!"
Ye Fan threw the cup over: "It's too much to bully others."
Yuan Jing and the others screamed and were in a mess.
Huang Dongqiang was furious and ordered: "Beat him!"
Ye Fan turned around and ran away.
Seven or eight dandy young men rushed up.
Two fists were no match for four hands, and Ye Fan was quickly knocked down.
He leaned against the wall and protected his head with his hands.
He had no feeling at all in his hands and just held his head by instinct.
The head was protected, but other parts could not be protected. After receiving a few heavy punches, Ye Fan began to bleed.
Yuan Jing, Yang Qianqian and the others shouted happily.
Ye Fan's counterattack seemed to them to be treasonous, so he was solely to blame for this end.
"What a waste!"
Huang Dongqiang stepped on Ye Fan's head.
"boom--"
Ye Fan's hands holding his head finally let go, and he slid feebly along the wall to the ground.
He passed out.
A stream of blood flowed out from the palm and seeped into the ancient Tai Chi jade...
"Whoosh——"
The light disappeared in a flash.
"I am the Tai Chi Medical Immortal. From today on, you will be my successor. You will receive my Tai Chi Sutra and the Jade of Life and Death. You can hang a pot to help the world and save others and yourself..."
Ye Fan felt that he was in an ethereal void, and along with the voice of inheritance, a huge amount of information filled his mind.
Martial arts medical skills, mysterious acupuncture techniques, and cultivation techniques are constantly impacting...
When a piece of life and death jade poured into his palm, Ye Fan couldn't help but scream:
