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Chapter 032: Tofu¡¯s Heart and Knife¡¯s Mouth

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    One day later, the eldest sister and brother-in-law came. Although they borrowed some more money, they still couldn't get enough money. The second sister also tried her best, but couldn't get much.

    Looking at our dying father, an atmosphere of despair lingers in our hearts.

    I thought, I will go to the prison tomorrow and ask instructor Kang and the ward director to help open a meeting for colleagues to donate. Even if I am asked to kneel down to my colleagues in the prison one by one, I will collect the remaining money!  Please forgive my selfishness.

    I comfort the family and go find a friend tomorrow to tell them not to worry.

    I tried calling Li Qiqi but still couldn¡¯t get through.

    After taking care of my father¡¯s medicine and other things, and exchanging care with my mother¡¯s second sister, it was past three o¡¯clock in the morning when I returned to the rental house.

    I fell asleep as soon as I lay down. At about seven o'clock in the morning, I was still lying in my simple rental house when my cell phone rang.

    I am particularly sensitive to cell phone ringtones these days, because incoming calls mean that I may borrow money.

    I took it.

    "Dad is seriously ill and you still go to bed so late and don't get up?"

    ¡°I didn¡¯t expect it to be her, the woman I had a relationship with.

    "I came back to sleep after taking care of my father at around three o'clock last night. Why do I feel like staying up so late? Are you calling to make fun of me?"

    "I'm not as boring as you."

    "Yeah, I think my evil deeds will be punished, and you will be happy when retribution comes." I was in a very bad mood, and I was about to curse, but then I thought, isn't she the leader of the prison? Maybe I should ask her to help her.  I will inform my colleagues in the prison so that they can help me with this.

    She smiled and said, "I didn't call you just to quarrel with you."

    "Can you help me? My father is really seriously ill and is about to die. Can you help me?" My tone suddenly changed and became a plea.

    "Why should I help you?" She refused directly.

    I collected my emotions and softened my tone: "Yes, I'm sorry. Can you help me? Please."

    "This is like asking for help."

    When I heard what she said, I felt hopeful: "Are you willing to help me?"

    "Tell me, how can I help?"

    "Help me inform all the prison colleagues about my father's serious illness in prison. I hope that the leaders can take the lead in lending me money. Don't worry, I will pay back the money. Even if I work in prison for decades without receiving wages,  , I also want to pay off every kind-hearted colleague. Is that okay?"

    There was no response from her side.

    "Is it okay?" I asked cautiously.

    "No, why should I help someone who has hurt me." She refused.

    I was a little angry: "You called me just to know how miserable I am, right? Well, now you can get a satisfactory answer."

    "I'm in the office building of your county hospital, 303. Come and find me."

    I was stunned.  Then asked: "Are you kidding me?"

    "You'd better not come." She hung up the phone.

    Rather than believe it or not, I immediately washed up and rushed to the hospital office building as quickly as possible.

    When I arrived at the hospital office building, I ran up and down, but I couldn¡¯t find 303.

    Then I asked a doctor in a white coat. She asked me in surprise: "Are you looking for the dean?"

    "I'm not looking for the dean, but a friend of mine is waiting for me in 303." I explained.

    "303, 304, 305, these are the dean's offices. Are you looking in the wrong place?" She asked me again.

    "No, no, a friend of mine said she was waiting for me in office building 303." I said firmly.

    I was thinking in my heart, this doctor didn¡¯t look like he was lying to me. Could it be that the woman was lying to me?  She's waiting for me in the dean's office?  This is unlikely.

    The doctor in the white coat looked at my determined look, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and pointed. It turned out that there was a separate place half a floor up the stairs at the end of the corridor. There were three independent offices.  .

    No wonder I ran up and down and couldn¡¯t find it.

    When we arrived at the door of 303, it clearly said: Dean¡¯s Office.

    I still knocked on the office door a few times.

    The door opened, and a long-haired woman wearing a white mask opened the door for me. This tall, graceful woman was her.

    Whether it is decoration or furnishings, they are all clean, serious and rigorous. This is the dean¡¯s office. This kind of aura is overwhelming.?Then give me a pen and teach me how to write. Let me write down that I, Zhang He, owes He Zhiling 600,000 yuan in medical expenses on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, and then write down the detailed ID card name, address, ID card number, and finally sign.  , and then took out an ink pad from the desk in the dean¡¯s office and asked me to press my fingerprints.

    He Zhiling, I didn¡¯t know her name was He Zhiling until now.

    She took the IOU, read it over, stuffed it into her bag, and said, "My name must be kept secret. I am not allowed to mention it to anyone, and I am not allowed to ask my colleagues in the prison who I am. I am also not allowed to borrow money."  Talk to the third person, otherwise, I will very likely regret not helping you in the middle. Even if I help you, if you reveal my name to anyone and ask about my identity, I will get you out of the women's prison.  With this IOU, if you can't pay back, I can put you in a men's prison after I get you out of the women's prison."

    When she spoke, her voice was as calm as water, yet majestic.

    "I promise I will never ask who you are again, nor will I tell anyone about what you did to help me."

    I knelt down with a plop and kowtowed to her three times: "I don't dare to say thank you anymore for saving my life. I will definitely pay back the money."

    After seeing me kneeling down, she picked up her bag and stood up. I thought she was coming to help me, but she walked out without even looking at me putting on my mask.

    I stood up and walked back to the ward anxiously.  is this real?  Can my dad be saved?  Or did you lie to me?

    In the ward, my mother, my eldest sister, my eldest brother-in-law and my second sister had all their worries over the past few days gone. When they saw me coming in, they greeted me: "Brother, where did you get so much money?"

    "What's wrong?" I asked.

    "The doctor has come to inform you of the time for the operation. Where did you find so much money?" said the eldest sister.

    I understand, it¡¯s that woman, He Zhiling.

    "A friend of mine helped me."

    "Your dad is saved." Mom said, "He'er, when your dad has surgery in a few days, you call your friend, and our whole family will treat her to dinner and kneel down to thank her."

    "okay."

    Am I really not dreaming?

    Next, I followed the doctor¡¯s instructions, running up and down to write orders, sign, get medicines, give medicines, do tests and so on.

    The night before the operation, I finally received a call from Li Qiqi.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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