The Dog King of Siheyuan Tears and Rebirth

On the other side, in the doctor's office, the doctor said, "You have to hold on! Your mother's illness has not reached the final stage yet, it may not be bad, just listen to me, okay?"

"Okay, doctor, you go ahead." Yan Jiecheng said with a bitter face.

"Your mother's disease is called breast cancer, which means a tumor has grown in her right breast. However, this is just our suspicion. We can only confirm it after an examination in the afternoon. But I have said that based on my experience, I can't be wrong." said the doctor.

"Doctor, isn't this cancer a death sentence?" Yan Jiefang asked.

"Well, you asked a good question. Cancer is divided into malignant and benign types. If it is benign, there will be no problem. However, it can only be detected through testing after the surgery." The doctor explained.

"Do you want an operation?" Yan Jiecheng asked, "How much will it cost?"

"This is what I want to discuss with you. The surgery is not cheap. It will cost at least 20,000 yuan. If the cancer is malignant, you may lose both your money and your life. If it is benign, you may lose both your money and your life. I see that your family situation is not good, so you should discuss it carefully!" said the doctor.

"Two, two, twenty thousand? Oh my God, where can we get so much money?" Yan Jiecheng exclaimed. He had never seen what twenty thousand yuan looked like in his life. Although his life was better now, it was only better.

"Yeah, where do we get so much money?" Yan Jiefang also said worriedly.

"Hey! Go and discuss it! Your father should be awake by now." The doctor sighed, "Discuss it as soon as possible and tell me when you're done."

So, the Yan brothers came to the ward with sad faces. Yan Fugui had woken up in the ward and was comforting Yang Ruihua beside the bed. Although he said that he was fine, he couldn't hide the blisters in his mouth.

"Old Yan, what exactly is wrong with me? Tell me," Yang Ruihua asked.

"It's just a minor problem, it's okay." Yan Fugui said.

"It's okay. You were so scared that you fainted. Don't lie to me. Look at your mouth. It's full of blisters from being so angry." Yang Ruihua said with a bitter face.

"This...just don't worry about it. It's a small matter and it can be cured." Yan Fugui said.

Just as he was talking, the Yan Jiecheng brothers came in with worried faces, "Dad, you're awake! The doctor said..."

"Come on, let's talk outside." Yan Fugui quickly stopped Yan Jiecheng who was about to speak and said.

"Old Yan, let me say this right here. Don't worry, I can hold on. I will feel even worse if you don't let me know." Yang Ruihua shouted, tears dripping down his face as he spoke.

"This..." Yan Fugui hesitated.

"Old Yan, just say it here, otherwise I will go back and not treat any disease you have," Yang Ruihua cried.

"Okay, then don't get excited. There must be a way. Jiefang, you speak better than you." Yan Fugui said helplessly.

So Yan Jiefang slowly told him what the doctor had said.

"Dad, this is the situation. The doctor said that if it is malignant, you may lose both your money and your life. If it is benign, it is not so bad. But no matter whether it is benign or malignant, the question is whether our family can come up with 20,000 yuan? The doctor said it would take at least 20,000 yuan," Yan Jiefang added.

After hearing the figure of 20,000, Yang Ruihua's face was filled with sorrow. In fact, she wanted to live very much. After all, who doesn't want to live? But she knew that his family couldn't afford the money anyway.

Yan Fugui almost fainted again when he heard the number of 20,000. Fortunately, he had the foundation he had just gained, so he was able to stay calm.

After a long time, Yan Fugui seemed to have made up his mind and said firmly, "This operation must be done. There is still a glimmer of hope after it is done. I believe that God will not do this to my family. Your mother is such a good person! She will definitely get better, she will."

"Dad, we must save Mom, but... can we come up with these 20,000 yuan?" Yan Jiecheng said bitterly.

"You have to take it out even if you can't. I still have 6,000 yuan in my hand. This is all my assets. Jie Cheng, how much do you have?" Yan Fugui asked.

When Yan Jiecheng heard that he had to go out by himself, his face was full of bitterness, "Dad, the money is with Jingru. I don't know exactly how much it is. You know, I don't have much money left every month, and the children also need money... Oh!"

"Then go back and ask. Now is the time to save your mother, not to be stingy. You only have one mother, remember?" Yan Fugui said bitterly.

"I know, Dad, but... Oh! Forget it, let's go back and ask first!" Yan Jiecheng said dejectedly.

"Jiefang, what about you? How much do you have?" Yan Fugui asked Yan Jiefang.

"Dad, I didn't spend much money. I only got some money from picking up scraps, so I have about 800 yuan left. I'll give it all to you. This is all I have, but there's still a big gap!" Yan Jiefang said in a bachelor's tone. At that time, he really could feed the whole family with one person's food, so he was not stingy at all. Moreover, having lost his family, he cherished his relatives very much.

After hearing what Yan Jiefang said, Yan Fugui knew that his son had not held back at all and the deposit he reported was more than he expected.

"Oh! What should we do with the remaining gap? Think about it, your mother must be saved." Yan Fugui said with a worried look on his face.

If He Yuzhu was here, he would definitely laugh, a very happy laugh. In this life, there is no Sha Zhuzi and no Sha Ezi, so of course there is no White Lotus Mother Qin Huairu who saves people from suffering. No, Qin Huairu is still there, but she has no chance to use other people's money to be a money-giving boy and gain a good reputation.

"Dad, what else can we do besides borrowing? Are we going to rob a bank?" Yan Jiecheng said bitterly.

"Borrow? Who can I borrow from? Do we have any rich relatives?" Yan Jiefang said.

"We still have two houses. If it doesn't work out, we can give them to others," said Yan Fugui.

Hearing that the house was to be mortgaged, Yan Jiecheng was anxious. How could the house be mortgaged? Where would they live? Under the bridge? So he said anxiously, "Dad, the house cannot be mortgaged. Where would we live? Even if Mom gets better, we will freeze to death. We have a big family."

"You can rent a house if you lose it, but if your mother is gone, she is really gone," said Yan Fugui.

"Hey! Dad, stop arguing about this. Even if we mortgage the house, we still can't raise enough money! Our house can only be mortgaged for five thousand at most. Is it enough? Not enough!" Yan Jiefang reminded.

"Yes! Dad, it's not enough!" Yan Jiecheng suddenly felt that what he had just said was redundant.

"Well, I'll risk my old face to ask others to lend it to me. Maybe they will help me because we have lived in the same courtyard for so many years!" Yan Fugui said.

"Looking for Shazhu?" Yan Jiecheng shouted, "Yes, ask Shazhu to borrow. A car costs 200,000 yuan, and 20,000 yuan is nothing to him."

"Brother, what are you thinking? How is it possible?" Yan Jiefang said speechlessly.

"Even if it's impossible, it has to be possible. This is a matter of life and death. This is not the time to worry about personal grudges. Dad, do you think I'm right?" Yan Jiecheng said righteously.

"People would like everyone in our family to die. Okay, go and borrow it! If you can borrow it, I will be your son." Yan Jiefang said speechlessly.

"Okay, stop making noise. I'll go find Lao Liu and the others first." Yan Fugui said. Now, the only people he could think of were the people in the courtyard.