Qiao Yingrui was choked by the old man, his lips trembling with anger. Just as he was about to go up to argue, Siwen beside him pulled his sleeve and said, "Okay, Keke hasn't taken the medicine yet, go get some water first."
Qiao Yingrui also knew that there was no point in arguing with such a person, so he had to leave angrily.
But the old man was not willing to give in. "Tsk, you are wearing all kinds of clothes, you have no manners at all. If you really think it is too crowded here, why don't you stay in a single room..."
The sarcastic words were like needles that stung the always arrogant Qiao Yingrui. He stood at the door of the ward, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the handle of the kettle.
Not long after he missed out on investment at the previous cocktail party, the R&D team ran out of funds and had to temporarily terminate R&D.
Moreover, because the second investment had not arrived for a long time, the boss became suspicious and went to investigate, only to find out that the "investor" he had previously brought in was actually a fake company.
This time, Qiao Yingrui was not only demoted, but was directly fired by the company.
As if things weren't bad enough, Qiao Yingrui, who had failed in his career, also had trouble at home. Qiao Keke, who fainted and was hospitalized, was diagnosed with heart disease.
If a suitable heart source cannot be found, she may not live past the age of twelve.
After hearing the bad news, Siwen no longer cared about Qiao Yingrui's dirty deeds and only wanted to save her daughter.
The heart source has yet to be found, so the only option left is conservative treatment. However, Qiao Yingrui's current financial resources clearly cannot support the high cost of treatment, so they were forced to move from the VIP ward to a multi-person ward today. Furthermore, if they can't repay the loan they previously borrowed, even their house will be taken away.
All these troubles weighed on Qiao Yingrui's heart like huge rocks. After getting the water, he did not go back to the ward directly, but stood by the window in the corridor to get some fresh air.
It was a hot August day and the wind in the corridor was also hot and humid, making Qiao Yingrui even more upset.
Just as he was thinking about his future, two young girls sitting not far away were chattering about something on their cell phones.
"Hey, have you seen the latest video of Luo Ming Makeup?"
"I see, I really like the new model."
"Oh, that's not a model. I saw comments saying this young lady is amazing. There were even reporters who wrote about her, saying she's, oh yeah, a marketing genius."
"Hmm? What's his name? I'll go check it out too."
"My name seems to be Zhao Man."
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