Chapter 265 Dad, my brother owes eight million, so don't make trouble
Yang Huihui sat up from the hospital bed with a calm face.
At this time, there was no emotion or joy on her face, and she was as indifferent as if the matter had nothing to do with her, and said: "Dad, let's go, go through the procedures and be discharged from the hospital. I will follow you back to your hometown to live for a while."
"No!" Her father Yang Changlin roared angrily, which shocked the others, but they all knew that he was indeed in trouble and no one said anything to him.
The next moment, Yang Changlin looked at Xia Weicheng. When others were confused, he walked around the hospital bed and walked to Xia Weicheng in a few steps.
Xia Weiguo thought he was going to harm his brother, so he quickly walked around the hospital bed to block his brother, but he didn't expect Yang Changlin to kneel down with a bang: "Brother, I know your family is rich, and you also saw me
The situation is really bad, please lend me some. When my daughter is discharged from the hospital, I will definitely earn money to repay you as soon as possible."
"I will pay interest when the time comes, and I can deposit my ID card with you." Yang Changlin said.
Yang Huihui, who was lying on the hospital bed, didn't even think about how her father could do this. In full view of everyone, he knelt down to lend money to others. What did he want to do?
"Dad, get up!" Yang Huihui quickly got out of bed to look for shoes, but couldn't find them. When she was anxious, she ran over barefoot and struggled to pull her father's arm to pull him up: "Dad, you
Get up, I'm really going to die, if you keep doing this, I'll jump down."
She really wasn't a threat. She couldn't pull it after several attempts. She simply let go and walked directly towards the window. The most important window was open for normal ventilation, and there was no protective net outside.
The fat nurse in the ward was stunned on the spot. As usual, she came over today to inform the patient's family members that it was time to pay. This kind of thing is her job and it is normal. But she never expected to encounter it today.
This time.
There was actually a patient who wanted to jump off the building. How dare she let her jump? If someone actually died, she would be doomed.
Without thinking, she instinctively ran over and grabbed Yang Huihui's legs and hands, hugged her neck, pinned her body, and almost lay on top of her. At the same time, she shouted to other people in the ward:
"What are you still looking at? Come over quickly and keep an eye on her. She really wants to kill her."
Yang Huihui and her father, Yang Changlin, were kneeling just now and couldn't pull them up. They thought that for Xia Weicheng's pity, he would lend him some money first so that he could continue to treat his daughter.
There is no face, no dignity, no hope for my daughter to continue living.
But his daughter was about to jump off the building at this moment. He pushed his hands on the ground and jumped up. Then he ran over and grabbed his daughter's arm, holding it tightly: "Huihui, what are you doing? I won't lend it to you anymore."
Not yet."
"Dad, I'm dead, let's go and go home!" Yang Huihui cried, her already haggard face now full of tears, which made her feel even more distressed.
And Xia Weicheng was also a little at a loss. What is this?
Someone outside the ward heard the commotion here, and they all came over and stood at the door of the ward to watch the excitement.
Xia Zejiang saw too many people. He went over and closed the door when others were glaring at him, and said: "Is there anything good to see? It's not too big of a deal to watch the fun, right? Let's go quickly!"
Yang Huihui was pulled by several people. When she saw her father coming back, she slowly calmed down and sat back on the hospital bed.
Yang Changlin didn't insist this time. He nodded: "Okay, okay, it's up to you. Let's go back."
Hearing what he said, Yang Huihui calmed down completely, with a sad-looking smile on her face.
Xia Weicheng couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't give up just looking at his life in front of his eyes. He came over and said, "Brother, I really don't have much money myself. My children help me. How much do you want to borrow?"
Yang Changlin didn't expect such a turn. He turned around in disbelief and asked: "Brother, is it true?"
"I won't borrow more, ten thousand yuan is fine, or five thousand yuan. I'll give you my ID card. I'll pay you back as soon as I make money when I go back. Really!" Yang Changlin was afraid that Xia Weicheng wouldn't believe it.
I quickly made a guarantee and gave him his home address in detail.
Xia Weicheng said: "I have to discuss it with my elder brother."
After all, the money is not all his. They are also treating the old father, and they don't know how much it will cost in the end. This is all uncertain.
Maybe they and their family can scrape together more than 300,000 yuan now, but it may not be enough in the end.
No one can be sure about cancer.
"Yes, yes, I know, I know!" Yang Changlin repeated, not daring to say boldly that I wouldn't borrow it anymore.
As long as there is any use for his daughter, he will throw away his dignity.
Xia Shande, who had just woken up, Wang Zhihao in the middle bed, the fat nurse who still locked Yang Huihui in the ward, and the two remaining accompanying family members all looked at Xia Weicheng.
"Brother, what do you think we should do? She is almost the same age as Ze Jiang. I really can't stand it..." Xia Weicheng was also very conflicted.
Normally, this matter should be ignored, but when Yang Changlin knelt in front of him just now, his heart was really touched.
He felt that if he put himself in his shoes, he would do the same thing if this happened to his two sons. He would just go begging on the streets. As long as he could get money for his son's medical treatment, he would give up everything.
"Brother, what should I say?" Xia Weiguo was in a dilemma.
People who have nothing to do with each other have nothing to do with each other. Besides, they are also treating the old father's illness.
"No, I'll call Zekai and ask." Xia Weicheng said.
When Xia Zejiang heard his father say this, he didn't know what he thought of. He became anxious at the time: "Dad, come out and I'll tell you something."
"What are you talking about?" Xia Weicheng glared at him.
Xia Zejiang didn't bother him and said directly: "Dad, come out!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.
Xia Weiguo followed behind and said, "Weicheng, go out and see what Zejiang tells you."
Xia Weicheng finally followed his son out of the ward.
Yang Changlin looked at the backs of his father and son as they left, but hesitated to speak.
Yang Huihui no longer had any extravagant hopes, she was a little bit disappointed.
The fat nurse in the ward has not left yet. She is afraid that if something happens again after she leaves, she will be indirectly blamed. This job is not easy, and she is also afraid of taking on this responsibility.
Outside the ward, Xia Zejiang walked all the way to the east end and found a deserted place to stop.
Xia Weicheng followed and asked, "Zejiang, what do you want to say to me? I couldn't say it in the room just now."
"Dad, what are you doing? We don't know him. Besides, my grandfather doesn't necessarily spend much money. You think you can use the money in your hand?" Xia Zejiang said seriously.
Xia Weicheng said: "Isn't there still your brother?"
He said it naturally, but Xia Zejiang became even more anxious when he heard his father say this, and then blurted out: "Dad, please stop causing trouble to my brother. Do you know what is going on with him now? Do you know how much he owes?"
Money?”
Xia Weicheng was stunned by the younger son's words. He saw a call from his wife, and the eldest son sent home 200,000 in cash without saying a word.
He heard from his eldest son that the business in the store was pretty good. Could it be that there was something else hidden?
Thinking of this, he quickly asked: "What's going on with your brother now? Why are you, a naughty kid, still talking to me? You want to piss me off to death."
Seeing his father's anxious look, Xia Zejiang felt better. He bit his lip and thought for a while, and then said: "Dad, my brother did make some money, but now he owes the bank eight million.
, I heard him say that he has to repay hundreds of thousands in a month, he is in great difficulty, so please stop troubling him with other people's affairs."
"..." Xia Weicheng's eyes narrowed to a slit, and his breathing was extremely heavy.
He closed his eyes tightly, then opened them and stared at his youngest son for a while, which made Xia Zejiang feel a little guilty in his heart, and then he said: "Really?"
"Why should I lie to you? My brother's factory has encountered a bottleneck in production and cannot develop, so he bought a piece of land to build his own factory. He will still have a lot of money to spend later."
Xia Zejiang thought it would be better to clarify the matter to his father, so as to prevent his father from making random promises to other people later, so he said truthfully: "He had some money, but it cost ten million to buy that piece of land, so he just
He paid 20% of the down payment, and the rest has to be financed by a loan. In this situation, why are you still causing trouble for him?"
"Snapped!"
Xia Weicheng slapped his son on the back, and he roared angrily: "You two don't let me worry about anything. Why don't you tell me in advance about such a big matter and discuss it with me?"
Xia Zejiang felt aggrieved. It was not me who did this. If you can, go get angry with my brother and beat him. Why beat me?
"But I can't just die without saving him!" Xia Weicheng felt terrible when he thought of the scene of Yang Changlin kneeling in front of him.
"Go back!" Xia Weicheng said irritably.
The father and son entered the ward and found that everyone in the room looked towards him.
Yang Changlin wanted to ask him if he wanted to borrow it again, but Xia Weicheng hesitated.
"Brother, if you are in trouble, it's okay. Huihui just told me that we plan to go back to our hometown. I won't go out to work now. I will spend more time with Huihui in the future." Yang Changlin said with red eyes.
He didn't cry!
Xia Shande, who was lying on the hospital bed near the door, suddenly said: "Ai Cheng, it doesn't matter that I'm old. I live as long as I live. Huihui is too young. Please help him."
"Dad, I..." Xia Weicheng realized how stupid he had been by casually agreeing to lend money to others, and he had put himself in a dilemma.
He told himself in his heart that there was no need for his son to tell him this time. He knew that he could not do such a thing again in the future.
But what to do now?
After thinking about it, Xia Weicheng said: "Dad, let me call Zekai first."
"Well, I have to tell Zekai and listen to what Zekai has to say. He is such a smart kid, he must have a way." Old man Xia Shande nodded and said.
The slightly fat nurse saw that the ward had finally calmed down. She said, "Family members of Yang Huihui, please take good care of her. I will go to our leader to report the situation first."
Yang Changlin thanked her, but he also knew that at most he would only have a few days of grace before paying the money. It was impossible to treat his daughter for free. If the medicine could not be obtained, it would still be useless.
"Hey, Zekai, are you home?" Xia Weicheng finally dialed the number of his eldest son Xia Zekai.
