Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 31 Fees
After everyone left, only Old Wang and Fatty Lingyun were left outside the ward.

Feeling in his pocket, he took out a cigarette, Ling Yun looked around, and put it back in resignation.

Patting Pharaoh on the shoulder, he comforted him with a faint smile.

"Don't worry, I've already asked the doctor, the bone marrow replacement is only 30 at most, the fat man and I will figure out a way for this money."

Old Wang showed excitement and hope, but it dimmed in an instant.

Shaking his head and sighing.

"I know the situation of the two of you. You have just started working. How can you have 30? I'll think about it for a week, and then I'll think of a way."

"There's no need to solicit donations, the two of us have accepted a few big advertisements before, and we have money!!!"

Ling Yun pretended to be relaxed and smiled. After speaking, he opened the door and entered the ward.

The fat man patted Pharaoh on the shoulder and followed into the ward.

In the ward, Little Bell was already fast asleep, and her little face was still stained with tears. Ling Yun didn't know how much courage and determination it took for a six-year-old girl to commit suicide by jumping into the river.

Looking at his sad face, the fat man sighed softly, patted Ling Yun's shoulder and said softly.

"...Are you missing Xue'er?"

Ling Yun's body trembled slightly, his eyes became moist instantly, and he sighed softly.

"Xue'er was also 6 years old when she died. When I first found out that Xiao Lingdang had leukemia, I thought, if I had 30 at that time, maybe Xue'er wouldn't have to die, but...I didn't, what about my brother? I can't do anything, I can only watch her die in my arms, I..."

The fat man wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Ling Xue is Ling Yun's younger sister, who also suffers from leukemia. Because the family was poor, they survived until they were about to die, so the family could only raise enough money for hospitalization. Just half a day after living in the hospital, her younger sister Ling Xue passed away, and his mother died of illness because of this. One year later, he was depressed and committed suicide a year later. This incident greatly stimulated the young Ling Yun, which is why Ling Yun tried his best to help little Lingdang.

A drop of tear fell on the cold concrete floor, splashing countless tears.

Ling Yun gritted his teeth lightly and looked at the fat man.

"Did you know? Xue'er hugged me like a bell when she left, she said she was cold, she said she was cold! She was cold... woo woo..."

"Ling Yun, calm down!"

"I can't calm down! Do you know what it's like to see my sister die in my arms? Do you know the guilt I felt powerless at that time? I'm such a piece of shit! I couldn't do anything but cry!!!"

"Ling Yun...Actually...I miss Xue'er too, I..."

Seeing Ling Yun crying, Fatty started to cry too. Before when he and Ling Yun went out to play, Ling Xue always followed them like an oil bottle, calling him Fat Brother... Fat Brother....

He squatted on the ground covering his face, crying like a child.

In the ward, the two big men no longer have to worry about face and dignity, and let their tears flow. These tears may have been accumulated for 13 years!Little Bell, now finally let their tears burst!
……

10 o'clock in the morning!
Ling Yun and Fatty came out of the ward and began to discuss the cost of bone marrow replacement in the corridor.

"Zhang Hailin and Director Zhu made a total of 10 yuan by walking around! Our monthly salary plus advertising share can get about 15 yuan. By the way, there is also the bonus given to us by the General Administration some time ago. It's about the same... Hey, it's still not good. It's far away, at least [-]!"

"I'm rich!"

The two were stunned for a moment, and looked up, but it was Old Wang who came over with an old black leather bag.

He opened the slit of the leather bag, and spoke softly.

"There are almost 8 yuan here, part of it is my salary for the past two years, and part...is the money from selling the house in my hometown."

"You sold the house in your hometown?"

"People are almost gone, so why do you need a house? I just hate that this poor house in the countryside can't be sold at a high price, otherwise I don't need to bother you."

Lao Wang sighed deeply, Ling Yun and Fatty also shook their heads and sighed.

"15 plus your 8, there is still 7 left... If it really doesn't work... I will borrow some from Zhou Cheng first, and I can pay him back in one lump sum when my salary is paid next month. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Ling Yun frowned and put forward his own thoughts. Just as the fat man was about to speak, Zhao Fei, who came in the morning, ran in with a stack of money.

"Brother Yun, Brother Tong! This is the life-saving money collected by the fans in the group for Xiao Lingdang!"

"This……"

Seeing Ling Yun's hesitation, Zhao Fei smiled and spoke again.

"This is not a donation, it's all voluntary by the brothers in the group. Even if you don't take it, we will hand it over to the hospital ourselves."

"Then I won't be hypocritical anymore, thank you brothers!"

Ling Yun bowed to Zhao Fei, took the money, and roughly estimated that Xiao Lingdang's surgery fee was almost enough.

But when he was going downstairs for the operation, he ran into Qiu Tang by accident.

Qiutang raised a red note in her hand, and smiled apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in a hurry to find Xiaolingdang on the show last night. To express my apology, I have already paid for Xiaolingdang's surgery. This is the receipt."

"No, we have enough money."

Seeing Ling Yun's icy face, Qiutang bowed and apologized in embarrassment.

"I apologize to you on Qiao Yajing's behalf. I'm sorry! Her personality is like this. You must not be as knowledgeable as her. You can take this money. Little Bell still needs a lot of rehabilitation expenses after surgery. It is also mine All apologies!"

The so-called don't hit smiling people with your hands, don't open your mouth to scold those who give gifts, not to mention that Ling Yun's impression of Qiutang is quite good. In the morning, Qiao Yajing was aggressive and messy, and Qiutang also kept persuading her.

Now people are apologizing and bowing again, and if they keep pretending, they will become a real grandson.

What's more, when he thought what they said was right, the 30 yuan was just the initial surgery fee, and he needed money later, so he simply accepted Qiutang's apology.

"Then... I will thank you for Little Bell."

"It's okay, actually... If I had known earlier that you were here to save Little Bell, the money would have been sent over a long time ago. It's only 30 yuan. You don't need to say thank you. By the way, are you free now? Just five minutes, I have a lot of money." I want to ask you something important."

"You say."

Seeing that Ling Yun's face softened, Qiutang smiled sweetly, revealing two lovely dimples, and asked.

"Did you create the song "Good Day"? After I went back last night, I searched for a long time, but I couldn't find any information about this song at all."

"Uh... it should be counted."

"should?"

(End of this chapter)