"Yes! I can only withdraw a maximum of three thousand a day. I don't have a bank card, so this is the only way I can withdraw money."
Wenwen didn't say much; to her, how much money Li Tian earned was none of her business.
She's not short of money; she works purely for the sake of work, not to earn money to support her family.
"I'll check how much you owe the hospital in a bit. Since you can withdraw three thousand a day, then go ahead and withdraw three thousand a day! Pay back the rest slowly!"
Wenwen had no idea where Li Tian's money came from.
If it were someone who understands money, they would definitely have suspicions.
But for Wenwen, what does your money have to do with me?
I won't spend your money; I have more than enough money of my own.
Li Tian sat back in his wheelchair, and Wenwen pushed him towards the ward.
On the way, Li Tian met the elderly dean who was also in a wheelchair.
The old dean was also somewhat surprised to see Li Tian, and then he had the nurse behind him push him over here.
"Kid, where did you learn those three symbols from?" the old dean asked.
Li Tian looked the old man up and down, but instead of answering his question, he asked in return, "Are you the director here?"
The old man was quite pleased with himself and said, "Yes! But not the current one, I was the previous one!"
"Oh, so you've developed an illness from years of seeking medical treatment! How pitiful!"
The old man immediately flew into a rage upon hearing this.
"Kid, what are you saying! What do you mean by 'long-term treatment makes one sick'? Well then, long-term illness makes one a doctor!"
Looking at the somewhat agitated old man, Li Tian shook his head and said, "No, no, no, you're not. You're definitely suffering from a chronic illness caused by long-term medical treatment. Wenwen, quickly take your old hospital director for a checkup. His illness is no less serious than mine!"
Wenwen agreed with Li Tian's words; she felt that the old dean was more seriously ill than anyone else.
Especially in recent years, the illness has become more serious.
Now he can draw circles, even to the point of vomiting blood. How sick must he be to be able to do that?
When the old man saw that Li Tian actually said he had a mental illness, he became anxious.
"Kid, you're the one with mental illness! Your whole family is mentally ill!"
Li Tian looked at the old man and retorted, "I am mentally ill, so what's wrong with that?"
"I, I, I... Humph! I'm not playing with you anymore, let's go!"
Seeing that he couldn't win the argument with Li Tian, the old man prepared to leave.
Just as the nurse wheeled him away, the old man turned around and saw Li Tiandao: "Wait a moment, I still have something to say to him!"
Li Tian didn't want to deal with this mentally ill person; it was he who had caused him to vomit blood and fall into a coma last time.
This time, Li Tianshi was not going to continue discussing such dangerous things with him.
"Please excuse me for a moment, I have something important to tell him!"
Wenwen looked at the other nurse, the two exchanged a glance, and then left.
However, as they were leaving, both of them kept a safe distance between Li Tian and the old dean.
Although the old dean was dissatisfied, there were still important things to do, so he stopped pursuing their responsibility.
After watching them walk away, the old dean finally spoke, "Kid, tell me honestly, where did you get these three symbols from?"
Li Tian looked at the old dean with disdain and said, "Why should I tell you?"
The old dean was surprised that Li Tian dared to contradict him. He said, "Kid, this matter is of great importance. Please tell the truth! If you explain yourself clearly, I'll have someone let you go! What do you say?"
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