Back in the hospital ward, everyone was looking at him.
Although the woman didn't want to return the money, especially considering their mounting debts and the uncertainty of future expenses, that fifty thousand yuan was their last lifeline. They had no way of borrowing more. But she knew out of conscience that she couldn't keep the money. It wasn't theirs to take.
Seeing the man return with the bag, she asked, "Did you return it?"
The man shook his head. "No, they wouldn't take it. I wrote them an IOU."
The woman's face lit up. "Really?"
The man nodded. "I just deposited the money in the bank. We'll use it for our son's expenses after he's discharged."
The woman felt as though a hand clutching her throat had finally let go.
The man whispered to his son, "Son, keep fighting to get better!"
"When you're well, we have to properly thank that uncle and his family, understand?"
The little boy nodded obediently. "I'll repay them when I grow up!"
