Yes, a full 30,000 yuan in compensation.

He was the most seriously injured, but in the end he didn't receive a single penny.

Seeing that Su Mingde was angry, Liu Meijuan immediately added insult to injury.

"If you ask me, your father probably just wants to keep all that compensation money for himself, which is why he wants to sever his father-son relationship with you."

Upon hearing this, Su Mingde thought about it and found it made more and more sense.

The first thing his father did after receiving the money was to kick him out of the house.

They clearly intend to pocket that huge sum of money for themselves!

"That old bastard!"

Su Mingde slammed his fist on the bed board, making the porridge bowl bounce.

"He planned this all along! He'd kick me out first, then pocket the compensation money!"

Liu Meijuan quickly pressed his hand down.

"Don't do that, Mingde, your wound will reopen."

A glint of triumph flashed in her eyes, but her voice became even gentler.

"Perhaps...perhaps Uncle has his reasons."

"Think about it my ass!"

The veins on Su Mingde's forehead bulged.

"He's a selfish, heartless old bastard! He'd even abandon his own son for money!"

Liu Meijuan gently patted his back, as if soothing an angry child.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. It's not worth ruining your health."

She leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids.

"We have hands and feet, we can earn our own living. It's just..."

She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Just what?"

Su Mingde pressed for an answer.

Liu Meijuan lowered her head.

"But the baby in my belly... and our future children... can't be born in a rented room, can we..."

Su Mingde fell silent again.

Although he now really wants to give Liu Meijuan a house that belongs to both of them.

However, his financial situation simply didn't allow it, and the money he spent these past two days was all given to him by Liu Meijuan.

He doesn't have a single penny in his hand right now.

Thinking of this, Su Mingde gritted his teeth even more.

He started hurling insults at Su Jianguo.

"That old bastard! He deserves to die a horrible death!"

Liu Meijuan's lips curled up slightly from an angle that Su Mingde couldn't see, but she quickly regained her worried expression.

She gently hugged Su Mingde, rested her head on his shoulder, and hid the scheming in her eyes.

"Don't think about it anymore, Mingde."

She said softly.

"I saw Uncle in the hallway just now. He was taking care of that... Wu Ermaitai."

Su Mingde sneered.

He treats an idiot better than his own son!

Liu Meijuan had already found out about Wu Er's dirty deeds and told Su Mingde about it.

This comparison undoubtedly further enraged Su Mingde.

"That Wu Ermaida seems to have woken up, and Uncle is overjoyed..."

"woke up?"

Su Mingde was taken aback for a moment, then scoffed.

"That kind of fool is just wasting food."

Liu Meijuan didn't reply, but gently stroked Su Mingde's hair, while her mind was already making plans.

Wu Er's unkempt appearance is Su Jianguo's Achilles' heel, and now, that Achilles' heel is in the same hospital...

"Meijuan?"

Su Mingde's voice pulled her back to reality.

"what's on your mind?"

Liu Meijuan quickly put on a gentle smile.

"I was thinking, once you're discharged from the hospital, let's rent a small place. It may be simple, but as long as we're together..."

Su Mingde held her hand with emotion.

"Meijuan, you're so good to me. I swear, I'll make sure you live a good life!"

Liu Meijuan leaned against him, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

Good days?

Of course there will be.

When she has ruined Su Jianguo's family, that will be the truly good days.

...

Inside Wu Er's filthy hospital room.

Seeing that Wu Ermaitai had finally fallen into a deep sleep, Su Jianguo's nerves, which had been tense for several days, finally relaxed a little.

He rubbed his sore eyes and suddenly felt dizzy, so he had to hold onto the edge of the bed to avoid falling over.

Only then did I realize that my legs were swollen, and the bulging veins at my ankles were clearly visible; pressing them lightly would leave a deep dent.

"Hold..."

Su Jianguo cursed under his breath, supporting himself on his knees as he slowly straightened up.

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through my lower back.

He then realized that he hadn't slept well for three days.

Today was another day of running around.

Nowadays, people feel extremely tired as soon as they relax.

Su Jianguo pulled out the crumpled cigarette box and found that there was only one Daqianmen cigarette left inside.

He walked to the window with a cigarette in his mouth, pushed it open a crack, and let the wind in to dispel his fatigue.

The lighter flame flickered in the wind, and Su Jianguo took three puffs before lighting the cigarette.

The moment the nicotine entered his lungs, he coughed violently, the sound causing a sharp pain in his chest.

"Comrade Su, the patient needs rest."

The nurse on duty pushed open the door and frowned as she looked at Su Jianguo, who was puffing on his cigarette.

"I'll pinch it now."

Su Jianguo quickly stubbed out his cigarette and asked with a forced smile.

"Nurse Zhang, my brother's condition..."

"The situation is temporarily stable."

The nurse is checking the IV drip bottle.

"But you should go back and rest; you look worse than a patient."

Su Jianguo rubbed his face; he could imagine that he must look terrible.

He really should go back.

There's also a troublesome little daughter at home who's been locked up in solitary confinement.

The thought of Su Yuzhen and that hoodlum she had her eye on made Su Jianguo's temples throb.

Do you know any reliable caregivers?

Su Jianguo took his wallet out of his pocket.

"Money isn't the issue; the key is to be meticulous."

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