Siheyuan: Fighting against Japanese Aggression in Beijing

Seeing that everyone else had left and hadn't paid anything, Yan Jiecheng also looked at the more than 100 yuan on the table. It was more than 100 yuan, which was not a small amount.

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's eyes, Yan Fugui quickly grabbed the money on the table and put it into his pocket without thinking.

"Dad, Dad, you..." Yan Jiecheng said anxiously.

"What do you mean? Yan Jiecheng, you are the boss, what do you say we should do now? Those unfilial sons are gone, what do you say we should do?" Yan Fugui interrupted.

"Dad, you can't do anything, what can I do?" Yan Jiecheng said.

At this time, he was only thinking about getting back his own hundred dollars, so he had no time to talk about other people's affairs.

"Jiecheng, I didn't expect it! Now you're the only one left. That's great. Dad is very relieved," Yan Fugui said. "She's your mother after all. See if you can give her some money. Don't worry, all the family property will be yours in the future. They can't take a single cent. As long as you give me the money, Dad will write a will for you now."

Hearing Yan Fugui's words, Yan Jiecheng said with contempt in his heart, "Forget it, how much can these broken things be worth? I'm not a fool."

"Dad, I really can't do anything. You should be able to figure out how much money I have. It's just that little, and it's all tied up in the goods. I can't sell them for a while!"

"Yes, Dad, that's all we have, and it's all tied up in the goods! There's nothing we can do." Wang Jing cooperated.

"Jie Cheng, that's your mother! Don't you feel sorry for her at all?"

"Dad, what you said is true. What son doesn't love his mother? But I really don't have any money. I just have a little over a hundred yuan, which I saved for food. If you really can't raise 40,000 yuan, I think it's better to...right?" Yan Jiecheng said.

"Why not return it to you? Bring your mother back to wait for her to die?" Yan Fugui said angrily, "I really misjudged you. I thought you were a good person."

"Dad, what you said means that I also need to be capable. How about this? I don't want the money, but I will have to pay the rent later. I really have no money. I don't know how I will get through this month." Yan Jiecheng compromised and said, he had to get his money back anyway.

"Get lost, you unfilial son. You are calculating even for such a small amount of money," Yan Fugui said angrily. "Get lost. I don't want the rent. I want to sell the house to pay for your mother's medical treatment."

"Dad, you are just saying this in anger. As for this house?" Yan Jiecheng said, "It would be good if it can be sold for 4,000 yuan in total. It is far from 100,800 yuan!"

"Get out, get out..." Yan Fugui said angrily.

"Dad, it's settled! I'll go see my mom." Yan Jiecheng said with a smile.

"What a bunch of unfilial sons! You don't even know where your mother is. What the hell are you looking at?" Yan Fugui slammed the table and cursed angrily.

He knew that these unfilial sons were just liars. From today on, they would definitely disappear with him, completely disappearing, and would not show up until his wife died.

Helplessly, Yan Fugui could only take his lunch box and go out to buy some vegetables and go to the hospital.

When they arrived at the hospital, it was almost one o'clock, and Yang Ruihua was really a little hungry at this time.

Seeing the two lunch boxes of meat and vegetables, Yang Ruihua was surprised and asked, "Old Yan, you're not going to celebrate?"

"Hey, Ruihua, you've been with me all your life and you've never eaten anything good. Today, while you're sick, I'll give you some good nourishment," Yan Fugui said, "Eat quickly!"

"That's fine. I'll be a rich lady for once. Old Yan, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten, I've eaten early, hurry up and eat!" Yan Fugui said with a smile.

In fact, how could he eat? He didn't even feel hungry at all!

Just like that, Yang Ruihua started eating. Because of the painkillers, she felt very comfortable and had a good appetite. After a while, she had finished eating all the food in the two lunch boxes.

After finishing his meal, Yan Ruihua burped and said, "Old Yan, I've never eaten like this in my life. I feel really comfortable today. By the way, I don't have anything else to do. Living here costs a lot of money, and we have a business of more than 100 yuan a month. We can't delay it. How about we pack up and go back!"

Hearing what Yang Ruihua said, Yan Fugui could no longer hold back. His eyes turned red in an instant and tears began to drip.

"Old Yan, what's wrong?" Yang Ruihua asked anxiously, "Is it possible that I have some serious illness?"

"Ruihua, I'm sorry. I can't save you. I have no choice. My family doesn't have that much money." Yan Fugui cried.

"No, Old Yan, what disease do I have? How much will it cost? Please tell me quickly, I'm so anxious." Yang Ruihua said anxiously.

"Ruihua, ..."

So Yan Fugui told him about her illness one by one.

After a long time, Yang Ruihua said with tears in his eyes, "Old Yan, don't be sad. Forty thousand yuan may not cure it. Even if it can cure it, I won't be willing to do it."

"Ruihua, what do you think we should do? Those little bastards refused to give a penny. When they heard you were sick, they all ran away. If I had known earlier, why would I have given birth to them? I am not even as good as Yi Zhonghai."

"Oh! Old Yan, this is my fate! This is my fate. Let's pack up and leave the hospital. It's a waste of money to stay here. Leave some money so that you won't have trouble making a living if I'm gone." Yang Ruihua said crying.

"Ruihua, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, ah ah ah..."

"Old Yan..."

Just like that, the couple hugged each other and cried bitterly.

After crying for a while, they both felt a little better.

"Old Yan, please leave the hospital! Okay?"

"Well, I'll go talk to the doctor and see if there is any other solution." Yan Fugui said helplessly.

At this time, he wanted to save her, but he was helpless because he was short of money! He wanted to borrow money, but he knew that no one could come up with so much money. Only Liu Haizhong in the courtyard had the ability, but he would never lend it to him. And there was Sha Zhu. Thinking about Sha Zhu's wife, he felt that there was no hope either.

Just like that, Yan Fugui found the doctor with lifeless eyes. The doctor knew from his look that he had not raised the money.

"Didn't you raise the money?" the doctor asked again.

"Well, too many at once..."

"Oh, I know. This is not a small amount. Forget it. I'll prescribe some painkillers for you and you'll have to endure it! We'll see how it goes on. But keep a good attitude. Maybe there will be a miracle!" the doctor comforted.

"Doctor, is there any other way? One that costs less?" Yan Fugui asked, "My wife has never had a good life in her life. Now her life has just improved a little... I really can't bear it."

"Well, I don't know, but I heard that there's a doctor named Li in Nanluoguxiang who specializes in treating difficult and complicated diseases, and his methods are very advanced. Maybe he has a solution! But I don't know the cost of the medicine. I heard it's very expensive, very expensive, but it can't be more than 40,000 yuan, right? If you want, you can go and try it!"

"Li Kangri?" Yan Fugui blurts out.