Qin Bai whispered, "I usually make some money from Qin Yi, but I spend it all on kidneys I buy from other people."
"Bought?"
"Yeah, don't be angry, or you'll have to take my own."
Cheng Jing still looked at him with some doubt, her tone softening slightly: "You're not lying to me, are you?"
"Mom~~~" Seeing that Cheng Jing had a nice expression, Qin Bai immediately turned into Qin the Spoiled One.
Sitting on the bed, he held her hand and said, "How could I dare to lie to you? You're so smart, you could tell right away if I lied."
"I'll ask you one last time, you didn't do anything illegal, did you?"
Qin Bai immediately said seriously, "Absolutely not, I guarantee that, otherwise I'll never be able to eat your cooking again."
Cheng Jing stared at him for a while.
There's nothing wrong with your eyesight.
There's nothing wrong with my face.
There's nothing wrong with my eyebrows.
Her heart finally began to settle down.
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you when I'm discharged from the hospital."
"Really? I want to eat braised noodles."
"Hehe, look at your pathetic self. To put it more grandly, Mom will treat you." Cheng Jing laughed happily.
"You said it yourself, so don't blame me for feeding you until you're broke."
"It's okay, Mom can go back to work and earn money as soon as she's discharged from the hospital. I'll give it to you then..."
Laughter and chatter could be heard from the ward from time to time as the mother and son talked and talked about their days after being discharged from the hospital.
The test results came back quickly.
A few elderly men came over with the medical records and asked a few more questions.
When they saw Qin Bai, they were all incredibly enthusiastic.
They were talking about being a filial son, and I had heard Director Sun talk about his and his mother's story when we were in the provincial capital. They were all very moved.
So, they took advantage of the inspection visit to perform the surgery.
The entire explanation was flawless.
Qin Bai was extremely grateful, and he kept saying thank you profusely.
But his heart grew increasingly gloomy.
He specifically looked up information about these old men online.
Director Sun wasn't exaggerating at all; they are truly titans in the medical field.
Paying one of their surgeons to perform the operation is quite expensive, and more importantly, you need connections.
So here's the question.
Who has such influence to invite so many people at once?
The moment Qin Bai watched Cheng Jing being wheeled into the operating room, he suddenly felt relieved.
I think I've been overthinking things.
That's just worrying unnecessarily.
The problem has already been solved, so why are you still thinking about where the problem was? You're just wasting your time.
Does it matter who did this?
As long as my mother's illness can be cured, why worry about so much else?
Regardless of whether she wants him or something else in the future, just give it to her.
In the adult world, it's all about equivalent exchange.
Oh, right.
Money won't do.
That's something I risked my life for, there's no room for negotiation.
He stood up from his seat and slowly walked to the window, opening it a crack.
call!
A cold breeze blew in, clearing my head considerably.
The snow has stopped.
Sunlight pierced through the clouds like golden arrows, falling gently onto the snow.
The reflected light shone brightly, illuminating every dark corner.
Of course, this was also reflected on Qin Bai's face once again.
"Hehe, the weather is nice, quite warm."
A trembling voice sounded beside me.
"Young man, if you're hot, how about going for a run?"
Qin Bai turned around and saw an old man in his sixties whose nose was almost dripping with snot from the cold.
"Sir, I'm so sorry, I'll close the window right away."
"It's alright, it's alright. Young people have a lot of energy, I understand."
Qin Bai closed the window and sat back down in his chair.
The old man asked with a smile, "Is your family member also having surgery inside?"
"Yes, my mom is inside."
"Oh, my husband is in there too. I don't know if he'll make it through this."
Perhaps due to intense anxiety, the old man continued to talk about his wife's illness.
Qin Bai listened attentively, occasionally offering a few words of advice.
"Young man, how did you get here by yourself? Where is your father?"
"Oh, don't even mention it, he's been dead for many years." Qin Bai said with a look of deep sorrow.
The old man could tell from his expression that there must be some story behind this.
"He was a tragic figure; how did he die?"
"It was a stormy night. He went to the countryside to drink with friends, and they drank from evening until dawn, and then..."
The old man asked curiously, "You drank too much, did you get alcohol poisoning? I knew it... "
"He drank too much and fell into the toilet...and drowned."
The old man opened his mouth, momentarily speechless, completely stunned.
This is completely different from what I expected.
Did he die so suddenly?
No, the way he died...
Honestly, it's a bit disgusting.
If you had died in a different way, I could have offered some advice.
"Please accept my condolences, people die..."
"Dad, what brings you here?"
Qin Bai stood up and jogged over to meet him, his face no longer showing any sign of heartbreak.
Qin Yi walked over with his secretary: "I heard that Cheng Jing had surgery, and I was worried, so I came to check on her."
"It's okay, my mom has already gone into the operating room, she should be out soon."
Qin Yi nodded: "That's good."
I inadvertently made eye contact with the old man sitting next to me.
Um?
What's wrong with this old man?
His expression is strange, and...
Why are you gagging? Are you about to throw up from looking at me?
Am I that disgusting?
"Dad, the company is so busy, and you still made the trip. Mom will be so happy to know you're here."
"It's alright, we're all family, no need to be so polite."
Qin Yi patted him on the shoulder, his face full of kindness.
He came here to check on Cheng Jing's condition, not out of concern for her health.
Rather, it's about preventing people from dying.
If Cheng Jing were to die now, his cooperation with Qin Bai might be in jeopardy.
Now is the crucial time to turn things around, and he cannot allow any unexpected events to affect his plans.
He asked her carefully again and was relieved to confirm that Cheng Jing was not dead.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, he had his secretary transfer 100,000 yuan to Qin Bai before leaving.
Qin Bai looked at the payment record and nodded in satisfaction.
Old Deng is quite savvy; that phone call wasn't in vain.
I sat back down in my chair and looked at the old man across from me.
Where were we?
"Speaking of which... your father fell into the toilet and drowned."
Qin Bai smiled happily.
"Oh, then let's continue."
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