Chapter 6 A Commission from 5 Years Later
The staff member immediately reacted, took Song Zhining's bank card and started the operation.
"Please enter the password."
Soon, Song Zhining entered the password, and the staff printed out a long payment slip and handed it to her.
"Hello, the total amount is 82,367 yuan. The payment has been successful and the process is complete."
"Thanks."
At this moment, Zhang Jiaxue was stunned, and even Lu Feng felt his face burning.
At first, I thought that the other person couldn't afford the medical expenses, so I had to lend him 20,000 yuan. Unexpectedly, Song Zhining already had money, so she directly paid more than 80,000 yuan.
Song Zhining looked at her bank card and saw that there was only more than 20,000 yuan left. In one day, 150,000 yuan became more than 20,000 yuan. In the afternoon, she also paid back the money she cashed out from her credit card. Now there is not much left, but the medical bills have been paid, and she feels a lot more relieved.
"Impossible, how could you be rich!" Zhang Jiaxue exclaimed, her eyes full of disbelief.
Song Zhining put the list into her bag and glanced at her. "Then it's none of your business."
After saying that, Song Zhining did not linger any longer and went to her father's ward.
Behind her, she could hear Zhang Jiaxue stamping her feet in anger and arguing with Lu Feng, but that had nothing to do with Song Zhining.
The door of the ward was ajar. Song Zhining pushed it open and saw her father Song Hemian lying on the bed receiving an IV drip, and her cousin Song Qingyang sitting beside the bed.
Song Hemian, with his eyes half closed, subconsciously looked up when he heard the voice. Seeing that it was his daughter, his brows softened instantly and he called softly, "Ningning."
Song Qingyang raised his eyes, turned his head, and saw that it was Song Zhining. He stood up with a smile on his face, "Ningning is here."
"Well, Dad, Brother Qingyang, have you eaten?" Song Zhining put a bag of fruit he bought on the road on the bedside table and asked.
"My uncle and I have already eaten," Qingyang replied. "The hospital cafeteria staff brought us dinner at 6:30."
Song Hemian was in the hospital, Song Zhining had to go to work, and his two younger brothers were studying in their hometown. They couldn't afford a caregiver who cost hundreds of dollars a day, so his cousin Song Qingyang had been taking care of him during this period.
Song Zhining had previously ordered three meals a day for the two of them in the hospital cafeteria for a month.
"Brother Qingyang, thank you for your hard work."
Song Qingyang touched the back of his head, and a simple smile appeared on his wheat-colored face. "It's not hard. As long as uncle can get up, you can talk to him. I'll go take a shower first."
He originally planned to wait until his uncle finished the infusion before going to wash, but now that his cousin came, he didn't have to wait. If he was late, he was afraid that the person in the next bed would also need to wash, and he would bump into him.
This ward is a double room. There is a seriously ill elderly person in the next bed. His children will take care of him during the day, but now only his wife is left to look after him.
"Ningning, have you eaten? Why are you here tonight? Aren't you usually busy with work?"
Song Zhining sat down on a chair beside the bed, looked at the half-empty IV bottle, tucked the quilt in again, and said, "I've finished it. I'm not busy tonight, so I came over."
Song Zhining didn't plan to tell her father about her resignation so as not to worry him.
After only a month in the hospital, Dad looked much thinner than before. There was not much blood on his face, and there was not much spirit between his eyebrows. Only his eyes, which looked at her, were exceptionally gentle.
In other words, Dad himself is a gentle and elegant person.
Song Zhining reached into the bag and took out an apple. As she was peeling it with a knife, she suddenly heard her father's voice say, "Ningning, Dad is planning to be discharged from the hospital."
Song Zhining paused, then suddenly raised her head, frowned, and said anxiously, "Dad, you're not well yet, how can you be discharged? The hospital said that surgery is the best option for your condition."
Song Hemian's lips curled up into a faint smile, as if to comfort him, "It's okay, Dad feels much better. He doesn't need surgery. It's the same if he goes home to recuperate."
Song Zhining remembered something and asked, "Dad, are you worried about the medical expenses?"
Song Hemian's eyes flashed, and his eyes were full of pity when he looked at Song Zhining.
Today, the nurse came to remind him that it was time to pay the medical bills. His illness had cost him a lot of money, and if he continued to stay, it would only cost more.
This disease is difficult to treat and the surgery costs millions.
Once he fell, all the burden fell on Ningning.
Song Hemian would rather die than drag his daughter down.
Putting the knife and apple in her hand on the cabinet, Song Zhining took out the receipts for the bills she had just paid from her bag, stood up and took them to her father.
"Dad, don't worry. I've paid all the medical bills. Look, this is the payment date, just a few minutes ago."
Song Hemian was skeptical, but then he saw that the long payment receipt was indeed for tonight.
Submitted?!
That’s more than 80,000 yuan.
Thinking of something, Song Hemian's heart began to panic. He said anxiously, "Ningning, you can't do anything that is immoral or harmful to your body. Even if Daddy dies, he doesn't want to see you hurt yourself."
Seeing that her father seemed to have imagined something bad, Song Zhining was at a loss for words and explained, "Dad, I wouldn't do that kind of thing."
Song Zhining did not hide anything and told her father about the stocks. She also opened the securities app on her mobile phone and showed it to her father.
"So, Dad, you don't have to worry about the medical expenses, just stay here and relax."
When Song Qingyang came back from taking a shower, he found that his uncle was being fed apples by his cousin. He looked much more energetic than before and no longer looked depressed.
He couldn't help but sigh, as expected, his uncle was thinking about his daughter. As soon as his cousin came, he felt much better.
It was not until his cousin left that Song Qingyang learned from his uncle that his cousin was lucky. She used 10,000 yuan to buy stocks, and the value rose to 150,000 yuan in three days.
Song Qingyang stood there in shock, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.
The uncle had told him that he wanted to be discharged from the hospital these two days. It was not because his physical condition had improved, but because he knew he had no money and did not want to burden his cousin. No wonder the uncle did not mention being discharged from the hospital again. His spirits were much better, and the medical expenses were instantly settled. If possible, he certainly hoped that the uncle could get better.
After leaving the hospital, Song Zhining took the subway back to her hotel room.
After taking a shower and drying her hair, Song Zhining just sat down on the sofa when she heard a ding from her cell phone.
"Could it be a new commission?"
Thinking this in her mind, Song Zhining had already picked up the mobile phone next to her, with an urgency that she didn't even notice.
After the first commission, Song Zhining realized that this future commission APP was real, and the rewards she received really changed her life.
Now, she has high hopes for this future commission battle.
【You have a new entrustment message, please check it. 】
Just click on the APP with your fingertips and you will see the push notification.
Song Zhining's eyes blossomed into a smile, her heartbeat unconsciously quickened, she took a deep breath and clicked on it.
What will the commission be this time?
【Time: October 10, 2023, 2:56 AM
Client: Li Jing
Commission Content: On September 7, 2018, my idol Shen Xingyi will commit suicide at home. I hope you can stop Shen Xingyi from committing suicide and clear his name.
(End of this chapter)
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