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Yan Jiefang came back. As soon as his figure appeared at the door, Qin Huairu no longer cared about arguing with Jia Zhangshi. She hurried forward and grabbed Yan Jiefang, her face full of anxiety and worry.

"Jiefang, tell me quickly, how is Xiaodang now? What did the doctor say?" Qin Huairu was anxious and asked Yan Jiefang a series of questions.

"Daughter-in-law of the Jia family, don't be anxious. Let Jiefang rest for a while." Yan Bugui, who was standing by, couldn't bear it anymore and spoke to comfort her.

However, Yan Jiefang didn't even have time to catch his breath when he suddenly saw Qin Huairu appear in front of him. He was so frightened that he almost fainted.

"No! I can't wait any longer. I want to know Xiaodang's situation right now!" Qin Huairu had completely lost her patience. She grabbed Yan Jiefang's arm excitedly, shaking it hard, and urged him anxiously.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you what I'm saying. Can you please let go of my hand first?" Yan Jiefang said with a bitter face and a hoarse voice. Qin Huairu was really strong and she made his arms hurt.

"Hurry up and tell me." After hearing this, Qin Huairu stopped shaking Yan Jiefang, but she still held Yan Jiefang's arms tightly with both hands, and even her fingernails were deeply embedded in his skin, as if she wanted to dig out his flesh.

Yan Jiefang endured the pain in his arm and said hesitantly: "Xiaodang is fine for now, but..."

When Qin Huairu heard that Xiao Dang was fine, her face instantly became relaxed, and she relaxed like a deflated ball. However, she automatically filtered out the word "just" after Yan Jiefang, because she really didn't want to hear any more bad news.

"Yan Jiefang, finish what you are saying first." Zhang Yuan stood aside, listening carefully to their conversation, so he could hear it clearly. He immediately reminded Yan Jiefang to finish the rest of his words.

At this moment, Qin Huairu realized her mistake and quickly let go of her hand. She was overwhelmed by the good news brought by Yan Jiefang, and for a moment she forgot that he had not finished his subsequent words. At this moment, the joy on her face disappeared without a trace, replaced by deep worry and uneasiness.

"The doctor said that because Xiaodang was not sent to the hospital and received timely treatment, the blood clots in her head were not dealt with in time. Her brain nerves will be affected in the future. The worst case scenario is that she will not be able to wake up." After Yan Jiefang finished speaking, he immediately broke away from Qin Huairu's hand and hurriedly ran to Yan Bugui.

"Oh my god, this is so tragic. Xiao Dang is so pitiful."

"Yeah, she's only five years old, what's going to happen in the future?"

"How much will the treatment cost?"

Suddenly someone said something, and everyone fell silent. If he had just said that he sympathized with Xiao Dang and pitied him, it was just to express his goodwill. Now the next words involved his own interests.

Everyone looked at Qin Huairu, their eyes full of doubt and worry.

Qin Huairu's heart tightened. She understood that these people were not really concerned about Xiaodang's future, but were worried about their own interests being damaged. She felt helpless and sad, but still endured the pain in her heart and said: "Don't worry, I promise to return it to you in the future. Please help me."

Suddenly Yan Jiefang said: "The doctor said that I need to pay 500 yuan as a deposit before I can start treatment, and I may need more later."

When they heard this number, there was an uproar in the crowd. Some people who had just felt sympathy were now scared away by the huge amount of money. Especially since this was not the final fee. There might be other treatments and nutrition costs in the future. It was simply a bottomless pit.

"500 yuan! That's a lot of money. How can we afford it?"

"We are all poor. How can we possibly come up with so much money to save a child? Even if we divide the money equally among everyone, we still can't come up with that much money."

"Don't forget, even if you are cured, you don't know what you will be like again."

Everyone was talking about it and looked embarrassed.

Qin Huairu looked at them, her heart full of bitterness. She knew that most of these people had a hard life and really couldn't afford such a huge sum of money. But how could she give up on treating her daughter? She couldn't help but burst into tears and said in a trembling voice: "I know it's not easy for everyone, but that's my daughter! I can't just give up on her..."

Qin Huairu's words touched everyone, but when they thought of the high medical expenses, everyone including Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui began to speculate. With the Jia family's financial conditions, they could not afford such a large amount of money, let alone how to repay it. The Jia family was notorious in the hospital for borrowing money and not repaying it, so why waste money on them.

As for what will happen to the final fee, it will definitely fall on the head of every resident in their courtyard, especially Yi Zhonghai, who loves to use moral blackmail, and the responsibility will fall on the Jia family.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who had been silent, stood up and spoke: "Don't worry, we can work together to find a way to raise the money. After all, Xiaodang is also a member of our compound, and we can't just watch her suffer." His proposal did not receive a response from some people, and no one agreed with him to discuss how to raise funds.

Yi Zhonghai glanced around, and wherever his eyes fell, everyone had an embarrassed look on their faces, shaking their heads, indicating that they really were powerless to do anything.

For a moment, the whole yard was filled with a heavy atmosphere, as if a heavy boulder was pressing down on everyone's heart. Everyone's face was filled with deep worry and helplessness, with frowns on their faces, as if they were suffocated by this sudden predicament.

"Zhang Yuan, you are now a member of our hospital. Why don't you take the lead and donate some money to help us out in an emergency?" Yi Zhonghai turned around and said to Zhang Yuan.

"Set an example?" Zhang Yuan snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "Take out the money first! Didn't you hear what Yan Jiefang said just now? Who delayed the best time for Xiaodang's treatment, and who should take the due responsibility for it?" His voice was questioning, echoing throughout the yard.

"Yes, Zhang Yuan is right!" Liu Haizhong in the crowd echoed, "Lao Yi, you should bear the expense. After all, it was because you stopped Qin Huairu from sending Xiaodang to the hospital that Xiaodang's condition deteriorated to such an extent!" His tone was firm and serious, which shocked people.

"Old Yi, your salary is so high anyway, this little money means nothing to you. And you do have responsibilities and should pay this money." Yan Bugui on the side also stood up to support Zhang Yuan. His eyes revealed his dissatisfaction and accusations towards Yi Zhonghai.

At this moment, people in the courtyard began to whisper and discuss. They felt that what Zhang Yuan, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui said made sense, but Yi Zhonghai, as a respected elder in the courtyard, did not fulfill his responsibilities at the critical moment. Now, facing Xiao Dang's high medical expenses, he should stand up and take part of the responsibility.