He Miao nodded without hesitation. "You can examine it first. I... I'll call home to raise the money."
Jing Yan looked at her worriedly. After being in the He family for so long, he could tell that this woman had no status in the family. Otherwise, even a servant would not dare to touch her dog.
The furnishings in her room were very simple. There was only a bed and a desk. There was not even a wardrobe, only a simple clothes rack.
It would be difficult for her to gather 10000 bucks on her own.
Although it was a small amount of money to him, it was a huge sum of money to He Miao.
If this woman could not gather enough money for the operation, did he have no choice but to wait for death?
There was still a long time before dawn. Through the glass window, Jing Yan looked at He Miao, who was anxiously making a call in the corridor outside.
