Zhou Li touched his pocket. He only had a large trouser fork. He did not even have a single cent. Where was he going to find money.
He could only wear his large plastic slippers. He really felt that he was a little short on money. He had lost his wallet. At that time, he only wanted to eat and stay at Ye Rong’s place, therefore, he had never thought of finding his things back.
But what should he do now? He had already dug out his pocket, but he did not have the money to pay for the child’s medical expenses.
“The child has woken up. You should go and see her first.”
Just as Zhou Li was about to bend over for five Dou of rice, the nurse told him that Yan Huan had woken up and wanted to see him now.
Zhou Li hurriedly ran to the ward. When he realized that the child who had opened his eyes was no longer as red as a small stove, even tears began to flow out of his eyes.
