"I see." Upon hearing Mu Lin's words, Zhou Jiansheng simply nodded gently with a smile on his face. He had a deep impression of Xiang Manni; last time, it was this girl who, along with her swollen face, was helping around to support Mu Lin. She was a good girl; no wonder Mu Lin treated her so well.
Mu Lin nodded and quickly pulled out a piece of paper from her bag. After a swift and smooth movement, she placed the paper on the tea table in front of Grandpa Li, "Please transfer the money to this card."
Grandpa Li looked up and asked, "When will you start the treatment?"
"Once the payment is received, I'll start the treatment right away." A faint smile appeared at the corner of Mu Lin's mouth. What she was planning was really not difficult to figure out; it's just a pity that only she herself understood it.
Looking at Mu Lin, he fell silent for three seconds, then instructed Father Li aside. As Mother Li watched with a pained expression, Mu Lin's phone made a ding sound.
