The Return of the Daughter: The President's Adorable Wife

Han Yide stayed in the hospital for two days and tried several times to escape but failed.The hospital had warned him that he would not escape, and gave him his home address.

When Han Yide heard that Feng He had slipped away the eighteenth generation of his ancestors better than him, he completely gave up on running away.

On the third day, Feng He stood at the door of Han Yide's ward with a cup of coffee and a smile in his hand early in the morning.

The accountant silently handed Han Yide the latest report on the expenses for the past three days, and the expenses suddenly increased to 36.

He stayed for three more days, which was an extra 4 yuan. Now Han Yide just wants to pay back the money quickly, otherwise he will not be able to pay it off in his entire life.

After thinking twice, he finally called his hometown.

"Dad..." Han Yide said timidly.He wasn't naturally afraid of his father, but when he thought that he owed so much money, his parents would definitely be pissed off when they found out.

Father Han was very happy to receive his son's call, but he scolded him immediately: "Stinky boy, you know how to call home! Then there will be no news, and people who don't know will think you died outside!"

Han Yi was wronged, and he didn't argue with Han's father. He let him finish his scolding before saying, "Dad, give me 36."

Father Han was stunned for a while before he realized: "What did you say?"

"I want 36 yuan to repay the debt." Han Yide said again reluctantly.

Before the words fell, Father Han's furious voice came over: "What are you talking about! How did you owe me so much money! Is it prostitution or gambling! Or are you smoking/drugs!"

Han Yide sighed, if that was the case, at least he knew how the money was spent.But it was all spent in the hospital, and he couldn't tell.

In the past three days, besides thinking about running away, he also inquired about the background of Jiutian Hospital by the way.

As the biggest investor behind the hospital, he still can't figure it out in his capacity, but what he found out is enough to make Han Yi's legs go weak.

Those are all well-known and capable people in Sioux City, and none of them are easy to mess with.

If Han Yide insists on going to court, not only will he have to pay high legal fees, but these people will also bankrupt him several times.

Rather than being fooled by them so that they can no longer stay in Sioux City, it is better to be soft now and obediently pay back the money.

Seeing that Han Yi was silent, Father Han scolded again: "You are talking to me! You have the ability to owe so much money! Why do you not have the ability to talk to me now? What do you owe!"

Han Yide took a deep breath: "I was hospitalized and it cost 36 yuan."

"What!" Father Han's body backed up, "Well, why are you hospitalized? What's wrong with you?"

"...I sprained my foot." Han Yide felt that this reason was nonsense.

Father Han thinks that he eats as much salt as Han Yide eats, and when he heard him say that, he immediately felt that he was lying: "Stinky boy! You have learned to make up nonsense after going to Sucheng, right! It's just a sprained foot. How do you need so much money! 36! Do you know how long it will take me to earn money without eating or drinking with your mother! Brat! Tell me the truth!"

Although Han Yide had already been scolded very much, he still tried his best to bear it for the sake of money: "I'm telling the truth, I broke my foot and spent a month in the hospital."

"You're talking nonsense again! You're my father, I don't understand, right? You're fooling me! It takes a month to be hospitalized for a broken bone? Your second uncle came back after spending three days in the hospital with a broken bone. It cost less than 3 yuan. It’s good for you, it’s 36 yuan! 36 yuan! Not 36 yuan!” If the two people were not too far apart, Han’s father must have already beaten Han Yi up.

Han Yide was also embarrassed to say that he only lived in the hospital for a month to take advantage of it, so he could only find someone who could tell him: "I live in a noble hospital."

Father Han was so angry that he almost fell down: "Noble hospital?! How much do you earn a month? You live in a noble hospital! You think you are also a noble! You are a noble, see if your parents can do it! You have that money Can I give it to you, Lao Tzu! Are you a nobleman? You fart nobleman!"

Han Yide's patience was worn out. Seeing that his father only knew how to swear but not how to borrow money, he immediately threw up his face: "Anyway, 36 cents is not less, and I am still detained by the hospital. You take the money Come and redeem me, anyway, if you stay one more day, you will need to add more than 1 expenses."

"If you want to wait, just stay! I tell you! I don't have any money!" Father Han hung up the phone angrily after finishing speaking.

Angrily, Han Yide sat down on the hospital bed, took the phone and called all the people who could borrow money.

By the afternoon, after excluding his own savings and the money he had borrowed, he still had 19 yuan left unaccounted for.

In desperation, Han Yide called home again.

This time it was Han Mu who answered the phone.

Before Han Yide could speak, she had already said, "Yide, does it matter if you are in the hospital?"

"It doesn't matter. Mom, I'm still 19 short. Just help me once, or the hospital will sue me." Han Yide really didn't want to go to court with the hospital.

"If you sue, will you not have to pay back the money?" Mother Han asked hurriedly. If so, she hoped that her son would be sued.

Han Yi was at a loss for words, and if he sued, it would be relatively easy to go to prison, and the worst fear was that the hospital would arrange someone to deal with him secretly in the cell.

Or go bankrupt and avoid disaster.

But when he thought of his parents' disposition to regard money as life, Han Yide had a headache, so he could only lie: "The people in the hospital know our home address, if you don't give it, they will come to find you tomorrow."

Mother Han was taken aback, and looked at Father Han who was smoking a cigarette.

Father Han snorted heavily and walked away, as if he didn't want to take care of Han Yide anymore.

Mother Han bit her lips: "No way. They will know if they know..."

"It's not what your good son said!" Father Han interrupted suddenly.

Mother Han didn't dare to speak anymore after being yelled at by him. Father Han snatched the receiver and scolded Han Yide again: "You tell me which scripture you got wrong and went to a noble hospital? Then Can you afford it!"

Han Yide thought for a while, and said, "I have my eye on a girl."

"At this juncture, you still know women! It's important for a woman to have money?!" Father Han almost died of anger at Han Yide's words.

However, Han Yide said unhurriedly: "She is very rich."

Father Han was taken aback, and Mother Han asked, "Isn't it the kind of rich old woman? Is it a widow?"

If you have money, widows are not out of consideration.

"No, I'm only in my early twenties, and I'm pretty." Han Yide unconsciously raised the corners of Lin Meng's mouth as he thought of Lin Meng, as if he could control Lin Meng at any time.

He is rich and beautiful, and he is also good-looking.

Mother Han's thoughts came alive: "How much money does she have?"

"It's more than you can imagine." Feng He said that Lin Meng's hospitalization cost was more than one zero more than him.And Lin Meng was discharged from the hospital without even frowning. From Han Yide's point of view, she naturally had more money than he could have imagined.