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

Yang Haitao took the money with a very cautious expression: "I will do my best to make you satisfied, last night's dinner, the effect was still good, and the presidents of several other colleges and universities were obviously a little moved." ”

Song Ran nodded, it seems that the future is promising: "Okay, then it's all up to you, the moon and sixpence get it as soon as possible." ”

Yang Haitao saluted: "Received!"

Coincidentally, I received a call from Huashan Hospital again, asking her to come over.

Song Ran's heart trembled, don't be, disaster is not a one-way street.

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

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

"Thank you, Uncle Li, for your trouble. ”

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

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

Vice President Li sighed lightly: "At least 20,000." ”

Song Ran propped one hand on Vice Dean Li's desk, and the heartache was written on his face: "Hehe, it really costs a lot of money." ”

Also, after all, it's cancer, not to mention this era, even twenty years later, it's also an incurable disease, in this era, spending tens of thousands of yuan on medical expenses is normal, it is a high medical cost for her, and for the poor family, I'm afraid it's even more astronomical.

Vice Dean Li pushed his glasses: "Xiao Ran, this is not something that you can afford as a child who is still in high school, if not, just tell your father." ”

Song Ran hurriedly shook his hand: "No, no, no, don't tell my dad, Uncle Li, don't tell my dad, count me begging you, I'll pay for the medical expenses, I have money." ”

Vice Dean Li glanced at her with a heavy heart, as an elder, he was afraid that the child would be deceived by others, but seeing that the child was so persistent, Vice Dean Li couldn't say anything.

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

Yang Haitao has spent 20,000 yuan on investment, and Aunt Xing paid 10,000 yuan when she was admitted to the hospital, and now she has paid another 10,000 yuan, and now there is less than 10,000 yuan left in the account, and I don't know how long I can lie in the account for this 10,000 yuan.

Song Ran was a little anxious, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, in case her father had a whim and wanted to check her account, what rhetoric would she use to prevaricate all this at that time.

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

The postal savings on Jing'an Road is close to Tianzifang, close to the supply and marketing cooperatives on West Street, and the supply and marketing cooperatives of Yao Xifeng's family have also opened their postal accounts here.

When Song Xuan came to the income of the postal depository supply and marketing cooperatives the day before, he chatted with the staff at the counter.

The place is small, everyone is familiar with it, and the clerk Liao Shufen looked at Song Xuan with a smile: "You two sisters, one is here to withdraw money, and the other is to save money, if you want me to say, you can give the money directly to your sister, and your sisters will run away." ”

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

Liao Shufen stopped counting the money and looked at her through the glass: "Ah, your sister came over twice yesterday, and she took 10,000 yuan on one trip." ”