Just moments before the call was made, Lin Nian's father, Lin Tiegang, was sitting in a hospital chair, his brow furrowed with worry. He stared at his phone, its screen already cracked, scrolling through his contacts, wondering who he could call to borrow money.
When he came in and finished the examination, the doctor had already told him to pay the fees.
But he only had a little over six thousand yuan in his card, and the prepayment of twenty thousand yuan was simply not enough for him.
"Hello, is this big brother? Hey, it's me, Xiao Tie. My father is in the hospital, and we don't have enough money for the surgery. Can you lend me some?"
"You don't have one either? It's expensive when your child first goes to college. Okay, sorry to bother you."
"Hey, Sister Zhang, um, my father was suddenly hospitalized and we don't have enough money right now. Could you lend me some? Just two thousand will do."
"You don't have any money either, yeah, I know. Business has been slow lately, and restaurants are hard to keep open. Okay, okay, you go ahead and get busy."
"Hello, is this Brother Li? Yes, I just got off work. My father suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. Could you lend me some money first?"
"Hello? Hello?"
Lin Tiegang stared at the phone that had already been hung up. At that moment, his figure, huddled in the hospital chair, appeared utterly humble.
Asking for help is like swallowing a three-foot sword.
He didn't want to grovel and call everyone to borrow money, but he had no choice; the person lying in the hospital bed was his father.
With each rejection, his figure hunched over more, until finally he closed his eyes in anguish, a single tear falling to the ground.
"Have you raised the money yet? How much longer will it take? We can't treat you if you don't pay." The nurse came over and asked, already numb to this kind of situation.
In many villages, when elderly people are diagnosed with an illness, their families' first reaction is to sell everything they own to pay for their treatment.
But the astronomical price shattered their hopes, leaving them with no choice but to take the elderly man home to die.
It's not that they don't want to get treatment, but they can't afford it even if they sell everything they own.
"I'm trying to raise the money, I'm trying to raise the money. Can you treat me first? I'll cover the medical expenses later. I'll raise the money soon," Lin Tiegang said, holding his phone with pleading eyes.
The nurse didn't speak, she just shook her head.
This action caused Lin Tie's tears, which he had just stopped, to well up again instantly, and he wiped them away with trembling lips.
He continued scrolling through the few contacts on his phone, completely at a loss for who to call.
This feeling of powerlessness makes me, Lin Tiegang, feel worse than death.
Seeing this, the nurse sighed and was about to leave when Lin Tiegang's phone rang. She instinctively stopped, wanting to hear if there was any hope.
Lin Tiegang looked at the incoming call on his phone, tried his best to control his emotions, and then answered the call.
"Hey, Xiao Nian..."
“Dad, I’ll transfer 200,000 yuan to you right away. Tell the doctor not to skimp on anything, use the best of everything.”
"What? What did you say?" Lin Tiegang was stunned. He couldn't believe what Lin Nian had just said.
He transferred 200,000 yuan all at once? Where did he get the money? You're not kidding, are you?
"Don't worry, take this 200,000 yuan to pay for Grandpa's medical treatment first. I should be able to get to the hospital by tomorrow during the day. If that's not enough, I have another 500,000 yuan in my account." Lin Nian told him directly, afraid that he would worry.
"What? You still have 500,000!" Lin Tiegang was dumbfounded. He felt like he was in a dream and even wanted to slap himself.
Is this for real? Where did Lin Nian get so much money? Am I hallucinating?
The nurse, seeing Lin Tiegang's stunned expression, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
It seems things have taken a turn for the better?
Who was that important person who called him and gave him 500,000 yuan right away?
Judging from Lin Tiegang's clothes and appearance, it's not hard to tell that he is a construction worker. It's hard to imagine that a construction worker would know such an important person.
"Go pay the bill quickly, don't delay the treatment time. I'll transfer the money to you now." Lin Nian hung up the phone quickly, and in less than a minute, Lin Nian transferred 200,000 yuan to him.
Lin Tiegang stared at the numbers on his phone that he had never seen before, and gasped in shock, his eyes wide with horror.
After a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at the nurse standing to the side.
"Nurse, can you take a look? Can I spend this money?" Lin Tiegang asked blankly, holding up his phone.
He was afraid the money was fake, just a number. The key issue was that it was too much—two hundred thousand yuan in cash transferred in one go!
Upon hearing this, the young nurse walked over and, looking at the 200,000 yuan that had just been transferred in, couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.
It really is 200,000 yuan in cash, wow.
Who exactly is this person to him that he's treating him so well? Could it be that this construction worker has a wealthy father who has been missing for many years?
She'd seen this plot on TV before.
"It's true, go pay the bill quickly." The nurse nodded and urged him on.
"Okay, okay, I'll go pay right away." Lin Tiegang took his phone to the payment counter and paid 20,000 yuan for hospitalization.
He also carefully instructed the medical staff that all medications should be the best, as long as they are effective.
This was also the first time in Lin Tiegang's more than forty years of life that he had spoken so boldly and frankly.
After paying the fees and signing the surgical consent form, Lin Tiegang sat on a chair outside, still deeply shocked as he looked at the remaining money on his phone.
Lin Nian had told him before that he should come back and quit his job, because he had made a lot of money.
But Lin Tiegang also knew what gold panning was all about. Perhaps Lin Nian was lucky and could earn one or two hundred a day, or even three or five hundred if he was extremely lucky.
But you can't be lucky every day. He thought it was because Lin Nian cared about him that she flattered him and tricked him into coming back.
So he never really believed that Lin Nian had made a lot of money, because it was simply impossible.
But it wasn't until now, when Lin Nian casually pulled out 200,000 yuan, that he finally understood.
It turns out that Lin Nian wasn't lying or joking at all; he really did make a lot of money.
Even more than he said.
"OMG."
Recalling Lin Nian's words, he couldn't help but lean back in his chair, completely stunned.
"I have 500,000 in my account. Ask me for more if it's not enough."
To be honest, he had never even seen what 50,000 yuan looked like in his entire life, let alone 500,000 yuan, while his son had already earned more than 700,000 yuan.
The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed; it really felt like a dream.
When Lin Nian comes over tomorrow, he will definitely ask him for a proper explanation.
After regaining his composure, Lin Tiegang sent Lin Nian a voice message.
"The money has been paid. Your grandfather is already undergoing surgery. Drive carefully and don't rush."
In the villa on the other side, Lin Nian received this voice message.
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