The doctor explained his difficulty. Without the approval of the director, he could not perform the operation privately.
Xuan Hao hoped that this was true, so he went to beg the hospital director to be accommodating, but the answer he got made him silent, and his heart fell to the bottom.
"Why come to the hospital if you don't have money?" The director glanced at him and ignored him.
He finally understood that the dean in front of him in a white coat only had money in his eyes. Now his only way was to collect enough money.
Xuan Hao only had one wish in his heart at the moment, which was to save his sister, so he knelt down and knocked down the threshold of every relative he could find.
But it is still far away from the astronomical figure of one million yuan.
The house at home has long been mortgaged, and he no longer has any chips to exchange for money.
Even if he goes to a "charity" to raise funds, my sister probably won't be able to wait for him to get the money back.
Finally, he pinned all his hopes on loan sharks.
But not just anyone can borrow money from usury, and his background was clearly investigated.
As a food delivery person, his house is mortgaged, he has no parents, and no source of income.
No matter which one, no one is willing to take the risk and lend him money.
In a private room of an unknown building.
Xuan Hao knelt on the ground. On the mink leather sofa in front of him, a bloated middle-aged man sat.
The man had his legs crossed, a large gold necklace hanging around his neck, and a burning cigar in his hand covered with rings. The sinister look on his face revealed his disdain for the young man kneeling in front of him.
"Brother Long! Please lend it to me! As long as I cure my sister, I can be a cow or a horse for the rest of my life!"
Xuanhao pressed his forehead to the floor in prayer, and the blood oozing from his forehead stained the carpet on the floor red.
"Hey kid, don't mess up my carpet!"
The middle-aged man puffed on his cigar and frowned.
"I have plenty of money to buy cows or horses. I can buy as much as I want, but I want you to do it? It's meaningless and it won't do me any good."
"Brother Long, I'll give you whatever you want! I'll give it all!"
"You give? What do you have? Life? This is the most worthless thing in the world."
The man was dismissive. In his opinion, the person in front of him had no value to him, and he could not squeeze out any rewards. If he did not spend money and worked for himself in vain, maybe he would consider getting a dog?
"Ding ding ding..."
The phone rang rapidly.
The man answered the phone and listened to the report coming from the other end of the phone. The man did not speak, but his eyes changed. When he looked at Xuan Hao again, his eyes revealed joking, pity and even cruelty.
"OK."
The man put down the phone and suddenly said to Xuan Hao.
"real!"
Xuan Hao raised his head excitedly, hope flashing in his eyes. At this moment, in his eyes, perhaps the man who gave him hope seemed to have a halo behind him, like God.
"real."
The man blew out a smoke ring and looked down at Xuan Hao.
"Thanks!"
Xuan Hao rested his head on the floor again. His head might be too heavy to lift in the future, but he felt relieved at the moment.
"Papa"
The man clapped his hands, and a strong man wearing a black suit and sunglasses came in carrying a backpack, slapped the backpack in front of Xuan Hao, and opened it.
A pile of red banknotes was stuffed to the brim. This was the first time Xuan Hao saw so much cash, and he couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes.
"This is 1 million, do you want to count?" the man said.
"No... no need, I trust Brother Long."
Xuan Hao shook his head. He was not qualified to question it now.
"Okay, go away. If you don't have enough, come back to me."
"Yes Yes Yes……"
Xuan Hao carried his backpack and left in a hurry. Time was very important to him.
Looking at Xuan Hao's leaving figure, a disdainful smile appeared on the man's face.
"Boss, why do you want to lend it to him? Is it not good for us?" The strong man was a little confused.
"Hahahaha, don't you think it's interesting to give people hope and then make them despair?" The man smiled so hard that the flesh on his face wrinkled together: "In less than two days, this loser will come back with money and be grateful to me.
, be a cow or a horse, I can do whatever I want when the time comes!"
…
Xuan Hao touched the backpack on his back, and when he thought of saving his sister, a rare smile appeared on his face.
But when he rushed to the hospital, he felt as if he had fallen into an abyss.
It's... too late.
Just now, his sister left him forever, and he didn't even get to see her for the last time.
When his sister left, she was very lonely, with no relatives around her. Xuan Hao didn't know if his sister had any last words. He only knew that the hospital asked him to take away the body and that the hospitalization fee he had paid had expired.
Xuan Hao's eyes were dull, and he even forgot to shed tears. What overflowed from his eyes was only despair.
He held his sister and walked step by step. Aimlessly, their home was long gone. Where should he go holding his sister?
The sister in Xuanhao's arms was very quiet, as if she was asleep.
At this moment, the two brothers and sisters were standing on the street. The people coming and going didn't seem to notice anything wrong. They were all busy with their own business and walking in a hurry.
Until, belated tears burst out of Xuan Hao's eyes like a bursting dam.
"ah!!!!!!!!!"
He suddenly fell to his knees on the ground, howling in despair.
The people around me finally realized something was wrong.
Who would have thought that someone would be wandering the streets carrying a corpse.
"Child... people can't be resurrected after death, so it's better to bury them early..."
A skinny middle-aged man came to Xuan Hao and probed his sister's nose with his hand.
Xuan Hao looked at the man in front of him and realized, yes, he should arrange the funeral for his sister first...
"Well... look, this is my business card. Do you need it?"
The thin man smiled and handed over a white business card.
Xuanhao was stunned for a moment, took the business card, took a look at it, and smiled.
One-stop funeral services at affordable prices, buy one get one free and after-sales service included.
"Is it really true that someone gives me a pillow when I'm sleepy? Thank you." Xuan Hao replied with a smile, "Excuse me, is it true that you can buy one and get one free?"
"Uh...yeah."
There is something inexplicable about the man, he just writes for fun, does anyone really need him?
"Well, very good, I want the best funeral."
Xuanhao looked at the man sincerely.
"Of course, I will definitely do it for you." The man said.
"Let's help my sister first... buy a wig and the most beautiful clothes..."
Xuanhao took out 10,000 yuan in cash as a deposit and handed it to the man. He told the story with an expressionless face, without even looking to see if the man next to him was listening.
The man nodded and bowed. This was on the street, and the two of them could actually discuss the funeral as if no one was around.
People around them couldn't help but avoid them.
…
The sky was gray and it started to rain.
A grave has been dug in the ground.
Xuan Hao was wearing black straight mourning clothes, walking step by step, holding an umbrella in his hand like a sword, as if he wanted to tear apart the damn rain curtain. There were no relatives or friends in this funeral. Apart from Xuan Hao, there was only that thin man.
The man serves as the pastor, and the band he arranges.