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Cold and aloof, it fits the atmosphere of both of them as ghosts.

Mei Ling'er was very satisfied with the name she gave to the female ghost in white. The happy girl hummed a song and swayed her body to start her side job live broadcast in the evening. She casually tapped the screen of her mobile phone.

[Master Ling seems to be in a good mood today. Please pick me! Please pick me! Double-click for you!]

"Congratulations to [Everything is in the Hands] for winning the prize. I'm sending you the live link request now, please check it out."

The screen was split into two, and the people on the screen saw that the background was a hospital.

"Hello everyone, my name is Wang Xiaolei." The man looked haggard and his eyes were red.

[Why is it a hospital again, and why is it a young man again? Is someone asking me to transfer money to him through Alipay again?]

[The person above is talking about Sun Shuai, whose appearance doesn't match his name, right? Sun Shuai: Who cue me?]

[Young people only know how to play the victim. They can easily find a job and earn tens of thousands of yuan a month, but they are lazy and don't work. They only know how to take shortcuts and play the victim in the live broadcast room. These kids really can't endure hardship.]

[How can someone earn 10,000 yuan a month and livestream themselves playing the victim to cheat their parents out of money? Top emotional anchors net hundreds of thousands a day. From the plot to the product, from the actors to the scenes, everything is designed to exploit the sympathy of the elderly and sell products.]

"You don't have to worry about him playing the victim, because he really has it pretty miserable. His family members left him one after another when he was still a minor. First his father and brother, and then his mother. Wang Xiaolei became an orphan and was fostered in the home of his aunt who had married out." Mei Ling'er followed the white-bearded old man's instructions and spoke. She had begun to sympathize with the man in front of the screen.

"My aunt's family already has several children and they've been struggling to take care of themselves. They don't have much energy to devote to Wang Xiaolei. He started working right after graduating from high school. Because he..."

Mei Ling'er wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by the man with a blush.

"Master Ling, you're truly amazing for being able to calculate all these past events, but please stop. I'm honored to be selected today. I want you to calculate whether I can raise one million by the end of this month."

What kind of question is that? You might as well just ask Master Ling to tell you the winning code for this lottery draw. That's worth a lot more than a million.

【I didn't expect you to be so direct. 】

[It's nighttime now, put away your daydreams. The guards are indeed sharp-eyed and saw from the beginning that this man was up to something.]

"You had 600,000 in your account not long ago. Why do you need another million so soon?" Mei Ling'er frowned.

The man opened and closed his lips slightly, and from his hesitant expression, it seemed that he had something to hide.

"Is he addicted to online gambling? It's a bottomless pit. I advise you to be kind and not drag Master Ling into this."

brush!

Wang Xiaolei's phone was snatched away by the head nurse, Hong Li, who then berated him. "Look at you, you taciturn fellow! You've been scolded so harshly, your words are so stammering and you can't even articulate clearly. Where's your quick work ethic?"

Wang Xiaolei did not refute, but just lowered his head silently. After Hong Li finished scolding the man next to her, she turned her face to the phone with a smiling expression.

"Hello everyone, my name is Hong Li, and I'm the head nurse at the Central Hospital. You can see my name tag." She then focused the camera on her left breast for a few seconds. "Wang Xiaolei isn't trying to scam people out of money as the commentators say, nor is he addicted to online gambling. He's not good at that. He's shy and awkward, so let me speak for him."

The next live broadcast room was Hong Li's home court. She told Mei Ling'er and the fans about Wang Xiaolei's deeds in a vivid and emotional way.

Wang Xiaolei's family situation has been mentioned before. He is an orphan. After graduating from high school, he went to a factory to screw screws. Later, because he was down-to-earth and hardworking, he was promoted to workshop director.

When he was fostered by his aunt as a child, his neighbors, seeing his difficult life, often offered to help. They would sew his torn shoes or cotton-padded jackets, or give him shoes, socks, and clothes that no other child in their family could pass on. They would always leave a portion for him of any delicious food they cooked. This warmth accompanied him through a cold and lonely childhood.

Because of this experience as a teenager, Wang Xiaolei always wanted to help people in need when he grew up, so he joined the volunteer association at his workplace.

Last year, he received a strange phone call: "My name is Zhao Yun, and I'm a junior at the Normal University in this city. My eleven-year-old brother, Zhao Yang, has acute leukemia and is in critical condition. Please help me save him..."

After listening to Zhao Yun's situation, Wang Xiaolei didn't say much. When he went to work the next day, he took the time to ask the teachers of the Volunteer Association and learned that what Zhao Yun said was true. He recalled the girl's crying on the phone, and Wang Xiaolei's heart was shaken again.

After he got off work, he immediately rushed to the hospital where Zhao Yang was. Hong Li was the nurse who took him to Zhao Yang's ward.

Wang Xiaolei's heart sank as he watched the pale Zhao Yang smiling and greeting him. His sister, Zhao Yun, also cast a longing gaze at him. He learned from Zhao Yun that curing Zhao Yang's illness would cost at least 600,000 yuan.

From that day on, Wang Xiaolei toiled daily to pay for Zhao Yang's medical expenses. He not only spent his entire salary, but also collected donations whenever he had free time, urging more kindhearted people to drop money into the donation box. From sunrise to starry night, Wang Xiaolei stood there all day, completely absorbed in the fundraising efforts, often forgetting to eat. Once, he even fainted at the fundraising site from the exhaustion.

Hard work pays off. After more than a year of hard work, Wang Xiaolei, with the help of the volunteer association, finally raised 600,000 yuan in medical expenses for Zhao Yun and her brother.

All the donations were sent to the hospital by Wang Xiaolei as scheduled. When Wang Xiaolei thought that the fundraising was finally coming to an end, the hospital received bad news: Zhao Yang's condition had worsened, and now the only way to save him was to undergo a bone marrow transplant.

Although a bone marrow transplant was the only option left, finding a suitable donor remained uncertain. The family immediately went through a matching test with Zhao Yang, and the results came back: Zhao Yun's bone marrow met the criteria. Their joy barely lasted a few seconds before the doctor's next words plunged them into a shattered state.

The doctor said that transplantation is not a problem now. The key is the cost of transplantation and subsequent observation and treatment, which will cost at least one million!

Wang Xiaolei was completely stunned. This was really an astronomical figure for him, but Zhao Yang's life was still waiting for him to save. What should he do?