He Is Warmer Than Time

The next day, Song Ran took 10,000 yuan to Yang Haitao and asked, "Can I look forward to the dividends at the end of this year?"

Yang Haitao took the money with a cautious expression: "I tried my best to satisfy you. The effect of last night's dinner was pretty good. The principals of other colleges and universities were obviously a little moved."

Song Ran nodded, and it seemed that the future could be expected: "Okay, it's all up to you. The moon and sixpence will get it as soon as possible."

Yang Haitao saluted: "Received!"

Coincidentally, she received a call from Huashan Hospital again, asking her to go there.

Song Ran's heart trembled, don't be, misfortune never comes singly.

After rushing to the hospital, Vice President Li looked relaxed, and said to her: "Xiao Ran, that patient Wu Guiqin's condition has been suppressed."

Song Ran felt relieved, and the money was not spent in vain, as long as her aunt's condition improved.

"Thank you Uncle Li for bothering."

"Starting next week, we will enter the second course of treatment, followed by chemotherapy and radiotherapy. The treatment period is still quite long."

Song Ran pursed her lips: "Uncle Li, how much money will it cost?"

Deputy Dean Li sighed softly: "At least 20,000."

Song Ran put one hand on Vice Dean Li's desk and wrote heartache on his face: "Hehe, it really costs a lot of money."

Yes, it is cancer after all, let alone this era, it is 20 years later, it is also an intractable disease. In this era, it is normal to spend tens of thousands of dollars on medical expenses, and it is considered high for her. For the poor family, the medical expenses of China are even more astronomical.

Deputy Dean Li pushed his glasses: "Xiao Ran, this is not something that a kid who is still in high school can afford. If it doesn't work, just tell your dad."

Song Ran hurriedly shook his hand: "No, no, no, no need to tell my dad, Uncle Li, don't tell my dad, please count me, medical expenses, I will come out, I have the money."

Associate Dean Li glanced at her thoughtfully. As an elder, he was afraid that the child would be deceived by the boring loss, but seeing that the child was so persistent, Vice Dean Li couldn't say anything.

Song Ran came out of the hospital, went to postal savings, checked his account, and withdrew another 10,000 yuan.

The investment in Yang Haitao has already spent 20,000. Aunt Jingxing paid 10,000 when she was admitted to the hospital, and now she has paid 10,000. Now there is only less than 10,000 yuan left in the account. I don’t know if this 10,000 yuan can be in the account. How long to lie in.

Song Ran was a little anxious, not afraid of 10,000, but just in case, in case her father had a whim one day, she had to check her account, and what excuses she would use to prevaricate all this.

Her mind was a little confused, and she couldn't think of a good excuse for a while, so she hurried to the hospital and renewed the medical expenses for his aunt.

The postal savings on Jing'an Road is close to Tianzifang and also close to the supply and marketing cooperative on West Street. The supply and marketing cooperative of Yao Xifeng's family also opened an account here.

When Song Xuan came to the postal service to save the previous day's income, she chatted with the staff at the counter.

The place is small and everyone is familiar with it. The staff member Liao Shufen smiled and looked at Song Xuan: "Two of your sisters, one will come to withdraw the money and the other will save the money. If you want me to say, you directly give the money to your sister, and save your sisters by running twice The way."

Song Xuan didn't take it seriously, "I deposit 10,000 yuan, how many hundred or two hundred is the girl?"

Liao Shufen stopped counting the money and looked at her through the glass: "Huh? Your sister came here twice yesterday, and once took ten thousand."