The man took the money, feeling mixed emotions. He wanted to refuse, but he didn't have the courage.

Moreover, Pan Han's tone seemed to carry a magical power that made him unable to refuse.

The two of them continued like this for a few seconds, the air seemed silent and the snowflakes seemed to have stopped.

"Thank you!" The man said these two words with unusual weight and complexity.

Wang Doudou and Yan Xiaoli looked at each other and felt very uncomfortable.

The meal in the private room cost at least 20,000 yuan. If we drank some wine, 30,000 yuan would be enough.

Just across the street, there is another world.

Wang Doudou stamped her feet, rubbed her hands, walked over, squatted in front of the little girl and asked, "Little girl, tell me where you feel uncomfortable?"

Unexpectedly, the little girl answered directly without hesitation: "Auntie, I have leukemia."

The voice was clear and pleasant, as if the little girl did not show any sadness.

Wang Doudou and Yan Xiaoli almost burst into tears after hearing this.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but finally held back.

Pan Han also frowned. He didn't know much about diseases, but he had definitely heard of leukemia.

This disease can be cured, but the cost is high and many families cannot afford it.

If the disease cannot be cured, long-term medication may be required, which is not cheap.

"How long has it been?" Pan Han asked softly.

"Almost two years." The middle-aged man replied.

"How about it?"

“You need to take medicine for a long time.”

“How much is it per month?”

"About 5,000." The middle-aged man looked embarrassed when he said this.

After a quick observation, Pan Han knew that this father and daughter must have other troubles.

Because 5,000 yuan a month is something you can earn as long as you work a little hard.