For a moment, the Xue family's faces all turned a bit dark.
Zheng Yucheng said, "Aunt Wu, actually, the amount of Ganoderma that was given to my dad was just that little. They also mentioned that even after it's finished, it might still not be enough for the treatment. It's a pity there's no more, and they even had to scrape a bit together from an elder's share..."
Wu Zhiyuan immediately joined in the conversation, "Right, Brother Zheng, you see, they managed to scrounge up a bit for Uncle Xue from the elders, so given our families' longstanding relationship, Uncle Xue can't just stand by and watch my dad suffer, right? Why not scrape together a little for us too?"
"Exactly, exactly, if everyone has a little, it's good for all," Old Lady Wu remarked. "Old Xue, why don't we take out the Ganoderma and have a look? Zhiyuan and I will see how much there is."
Madam Xue could hardly bear to look at the expressions on her family's faces.
The matter was indeed her fault.
