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Wang Xiaolei was unwilling to accept this. He didn't want the volunteers' hard work to go to waste, and he was even more unwilling to watch death take away Zhao Yang's life.

After a year, if local fundraising continues, it is estimated that the effect will not be great. He plans to go to the hometown of Zhao Yun and her brother. After all, people from their hometown should be more willing to help their fellow townsmen.

Although he had already made a plan, he couldn't help but feel nervous. Could he really raise one million yuan for charity? If not, how would he face Zhao Yang's family...

Full of fear for the future, he remembered the Linglingyao live broadcast room that his fellow workers in the workshop had been watching recently. Everyone said that the fortune teller named Master Ling was very accurate. He wanted to try his luck the night before he set off, but he didn't expect to be selected. Maybe it was God's will.

Hong Li must have finished speaking, her mouth closed tightly, and the live broadcast room instantly became quiet.

[Give me two minutes to react. Is what you said true?]

[This seems to be true. Is there anyone who works at the Central Hospital who can help me check if there's a patient named Zhao Yang who has leukemia?]

"I can testify that I'm not a hospital employee, but a member of the city's volunteer association. Wang Xiaolei is my friend. He's been running around for so long to pay for Zhao Yang's medical expenses, but he didn't expect his condition to worsen. We tried our best, but why would God do this? It's like a rope only breaks at the thinnest point, and misfortune only favors the unfortunate."

"And considering his honest heart, why would he want to cheat you of your money? He just wants to have some peace of mind. After all, he carries the hopes of Zhao Yang's family." Hong Li explained to the live broadcast room.

The fans were waiting for Mei Ling'er to say something. After all, in this live broadcast room, she was the authoritative expert and there was nothing she couldn't calculate.

Unexpectedly, Mei Ling'er's expression suddenly changed, and she said anxiously, "Hurry up and go to the top floor. Zhao Yang wants to commit suicide. It's still not too late to rush over and save him. Go quickly!"

Without time to ask any more questions, Wang Xiaolei turned around and rushed to the top floor. Hong Li followed behind him with a worried look on her face, holding her cell phone.

The sound of the wind created by the two people running blew into the ears of the people. They were racing against death.

"Don't worry too much, everyone. At the speed they're going, they'll definitely get there before anyone jumps."

After Mei Ling'er finished speaking, she calmly took a sip of boiled water. Her heart was still in a knot in the last second. After looking up and seeing the prompt on the white wall, she quickly shared the white-bearded old man's prompt with the fans in the live broadcast room, otherwise many people would worry too.

Standing in front of the railing on the top floor of the hospital, a pale, frail teenage boy, with a pair of kind, large eyes bloodshot, stared blankly at the people passing by below.

He was a strong boy. Although he was the one who was sick, he was the smiling boy who comforted those around him. He did not dare to worry his family, so he would hide in his bed and cry silently in the dead of night.

But this time, he was going to be a cowardly deserter...

The boy sniffed, looked up, and sighed. "I'm sorry, Dad, Mom, Sister, Uncle Wang, and Aunt Hong. If I die, you won't have to suffer anymore."

boom!

The iron door at the stairs was kicked open, and a man and a woman rushed in.

Whoosh!

The man rushed to the railing and picked up Zhao Yang. With the help of the woman behind him, he successfully dragged the boy to a safe area. After completing this series of actions, the man and woman collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, not forgetting to restrain the boy's arms.

"Yangyang! Have you ever thought about whether everyone would be at peace if you died?" Hong Li scolded angrily.

[Luckily, Master Ling figured it out, otherwise the kid would have died. Even if Wang Xiaolei had gotten a million, it wouldn't have helped.]

Kids these days are so worried. They may appear fine on the surface, but they're actually carrying a lot of things on their mind. Parents, be sure to communicate with your children more often. If something goes wrong, it'll be too late to regret it.

"Sister Lily, if I die, everyone's troubles will be solved, and Brother Xiaolei won't have to run around and work for me anymore. And my sister won't have to drop out of school and work to earn money for my medical expenses." Little Zhaoyang explained with tears in his eyes.

"Brother!" Zhao Yun had gone to buy dinner for her brother. On her way back to the ward, she saw Wang Xiaolei and Hong Li running past her in a panic. Having a bad feeling, she quickly followed them, only to find that it was Yang Yang who was trying to commit suicide. "Are you going to worry me to death?" Zhao Yun hugged Zhao Yang.

"Promise me, you'll never do such a stupid thing again!" Zhao Yun let go of him and looked him straight in the eye. "Promise me, or I'll follow you the moment you leave! You know I always keep my word."

His sister also wanted to commit suicide with him! Little Zhao Yang was terrified. His sister's life was much more important than his own. "Sister, I promise you, I promise you, I will never do stupid things again. I'm sorry, please don't be angry with me, okay?" The little boy looked at his sister across from him timidly.

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore. You also have to apologize to Brother Xiaolei and Sister Lily. If it weren't for them, you would have died long ago. You can't let them worry in the future, okay?" Zhao Yun patted her brother's head.

"Brother Xiaolei, Sister Lili, I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..." Zhao Yang wiped the tears from his face and said with red eyes, "For so long, Brother Xiaolei has been running around for my medical expenses. He finally remitted more than 600,000 yuan to the hospital, but now my condition...

Many times, when I see you guys so tired, I really want to tell you that I should just give up on seeing my doctor. Maybe God has already decided that I will only live this long, so I’ll just accept my fate…”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hong Li interrupted Zhao Yang dissatisfiedly, "Look at how haggard your brother Xiaolei is. He works so hard but he still looks so happy in front of you. I just saw him crying!"

"You...don't talk nonsense, I didn't." Wang Xiaolei defended himself shyly in a low voice. After that, he didn't dare to look at the other person and buried his head.

"Oh~ If you don't admit it now, the fans in the live studio can help me testify~" Hong Li smiled playfully. After her interruption, the Zhao siblings temporarily put aside their previous unpleasantness and silently watched Hong Li tease Wang Xiaolei.

Did Wang Xiaolei just cry? I completely forgot, I was just focused on watching the show. Was he genuinely crying or just pretending to be?

What's wrong with you upstairs? Even if you weren't crying, we'd still stand on Miss Nightingale's side. Wang Xiaolei was crying.