[Fictional! Fictional!] The story is fictitious, as is the time period! Any similarities are purely coincidental!
If you scold the paper man, you can’t scold me!
Let me store the babies' smart brains for a while, thank you...
My dear ladies, here comes the fortune!
The hospital's central air conditioning emitted an irritating buzzing sound on the cold and wet rainy night of early winter. The sound was very much like an old abacus, clearly putting a price on Old Mrs. Li's life.
"Mingyuan! You're the eldest son!" Li Mingjuan shrieked, her nails nearly piercing her eldest brother's suit. "When Mom sold her blood to pay for your college education, why didn't I see you included in the Housing Provident Fund?!"
Li Mingyuan's hand trembled as he pushed up his glasses. The lenses reflected a cold light, just enough to hide his evasive gaze. "Little sister, you don't understand our system... We civil servants have to review and approve even a piece of paper these days..."
"Bullshit!" Li Mingjuan kicked over the trash can. "How did you get rich by giving Moutai to your boss last month? My blood is not worth as much as a bottle of wine!!"
"You're jumping around so much, why don't you take out a penny?" Lin Yaqin's eyes were full of disdain!
"I don't have any money!" Li Mingjuan responded immediately like a lit firecracker, her tone full of complaints. "Although my husband Liu Wei is a policeman, I don't work. I bought my car and house with loans, and I have two children in school. The expenses are like a bottomless pit, huge! How can I have the money?"
Li Minghua curled up in the corner, like a dog drenched by the rain, with his forehead almost buried in the cracks between the floor tiles.
The sweat on the back of his neck soaked his cheap polo shirt, leaving a crooked "filial piety" character.
He knew that his family was the poorest. His wife, Wu Xiaomei, was from the countryside, and he had two sons and a daughter to support. He really couldn't come up with any extra money.
But he also knew that as a son, taking care of his mother was his natural duty.
Before anyone else could speak, he hurriedly pushed his wife out: "Xiaomei will take care of mother in the hospital."
When Wu Xiaomei heard her husband push her out, she couldn't help but give Li Minghua a cold look, secretly cursing him for being such a loser! But she didn't say anything else.
"I...my stock portfolio is fully invested," Li Mingyu rubbed his fingers together, his phone still displaying the red and green candlestick patterns from his stock trading app. He'd just posted a photo of his new Rolex on WeChat Moments yesterday, and the red marks from the strap hadn't faded yet.
Li Mingli looked at her brothers and sisters in front of her, her heart filled with grievance and anger.
She knew that her mother had worked hard for this family all her life, but now she had to face these indifferent and heartless children.
Li Mingli's tears fell on the marble floor. She looked at the BMW keys sticking out of her fourth brother's suit pocket, the gleaming gold chain on her second sister's wrist, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Mom even melted down her gold bracelet to help with the down payment for you..."
"What are you yelling about? You have no say in family matters. Stop meddling!" Li Mingyuan slapped her. Suddenly, several papers fell from his briefcase—the latest approved purchase contracts for school district housing. Lin Yaqin hurried to pick them up, her diamond-studded nails gleaming on the words "Down payment 2 million."
Li Mingli ignored him and continued to shout, "Mom fell down because she was cleaning the windows for my third brother's family. Mom, I've done so much for you, how can you all shirk responsibility and push the blame onto others?"
"Yes, little sister, you still know!" Sister-in-law Lin Yaqin spoke again, "You still know that this is your third brother's family. Why are you yelling at us? If you have the ability, then help your third brother pay for this money!"
Lin Yaqin was admiring her new manicure while speaking.
"Xiao Li," Li Mingyuan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, the numbers on the demand note reflected on the lenses, "You've been abroad for so many years, your savings must be more substantial than ours..."
Li Mingjuan suddenly put her arm around her affectionately, digging her diamond-studded nails into her flesh: "My little sister is the most filial!"
Li Mingli shook off Li Meijuan's hand, tears welling up in her eyes with anger, her nails digging deep into her palms. She looked at the group of jackals in front of her - she bit her lips tightly and remained silent.
Her heart was filled with grievance and resentment.
Of course she was worried about her mother's condition, but asking her to bear all the medical expenses by herself was almost impossible.
These brothers and sisters have enjoyed the most love and care from their mother since they were young. They are like a group of vampires. Now that their mother has fallen ill, they cannot share more of the burden.
After her mother had a daughter-in-law and a grandson, she was gradually marginalized in the family and finally became a "little transparent".
She already had complaints about the obligation to share support equally, and now she is asked to bear it alone. It is absolutely impossible!!!
The doctor came out of the ward, took off his mask, and said in a serious tone: "The patient is elderly and in poor health. He needs an immediate blood transfusion and further treatment. Family members, please pay the medical expenses as soon as possible and don't delay treatment."
"Blood transfusion?" Li Mingli reacted immediately, a flash of panic in her eyes. "Doctor, what is my mother's blood type?"
"Blood type O," the doctor replied.
"What should we do then?" Li Mingjuan turned to look at Li Mingyuan. "Mingyuan, what's your blood type?"
"AB type," Li Mingyuan replied, his tone somewhat helpless, as if he were discussing something unrelated to him. "Medically, type O and type AB blood are mutually exclusive. I can't give a blood transfusion, so don't count on me."
"I'm type B." Li Mingjuan bit her lip. "It doesn't match either. What should I do?"
"I'm type A," Li Minghua whispered, a look of guilt in his eyes. "I can't get a blood transfusion either. I'm so sorry, Mom."
"I'm type B." Li Mingyu also shook his head, looking helpless. "There's nothing I can do."
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