"You all go ahead, I won't be joining you, no need for it to be too big, don't waste money."
Xue Mingqin sat down by the bedside again, her emotions clearly still unstable, not in the mood to look at houses.
Jiang Chen and Li Shuru could only leave the hospital room.
"No wonder people say that safety is a blessing, two million in surgery fees, three million for jumping the queue, adding up to a whopping five million."
Li Shuru murmured.
"I've asked the doctor already."
Walking down the hallway, Jiang Chen said softly, "The doctor's advice is to operate as soon as possible, the sooner, the better. Uncle might not hold on for much longer."
"So you're saying, the best solution is to pay to jump the queue, otherwise, my dad is just waiting to die."
Jiang Chen remained silent.
"I've still got several hundred thousand in my card, and if I sell the car, I should be able to gather around one and a half million."
