My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s Chapter 1112

Chapter 1112: Chapter 1094: Where Did She Get the Money From Chapter 1112: Chapter 1094: Where Did She Get the Money From Fifty thousand yuan was just the beginning; as for how much more would be needed later, it was a bottomless pit.

Sang Zhilan gripped her old purse tightly, incapable of coming up with such a sum of money.

“If you’re going to pay, pay; if not, can you step aside?”

The people queued up behind her were already urging her on.

If she didn’t pay, others were waiting to do so.

Did she think this was so sort of place to linger?

This was a hospital, where every minute and second was related to life and death.

Not only did the doctors need to race against ti, but the family mbers had to do the sa.

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That’s why they hated waiting in line the most.

If you’re going to be distracted, do it sowhere else.

With so much space around, couldn’t she find a spot out of the way instead of blocking others?

Sang Zhilan quickly stepped out of the line; it didn’t matter if she stayed there for a day and a night, she couldn’t produce that much money.

She took out her mobile phone and called Wei Jiani.

“Mom, what’s wrong?” Wei Jiani’s voice was very rough.

At that mont, she was in the house, wiping the table with a cloth, looking every inch the housewife.

Her life in the past few years couldn’t be said to be good or bad—just that in a few years, she, who once lived like a lady of leisure, had turned into sothing like a maid.

“Nini, your dad’s had a fall.

Bring money quickly!”

As soon as Sang Zhilan heard her daughter’s voice, she hurriedly spoke to her.

“Money?

Where would I get money from?”

At the ntion of money, Wei Jiani’s voice beca shrill.

If she had money, would she even be living here?

Zhang Yong’an had once talked about buying a house.

They had carefully chosen a property, even picked out the floor, but in the end, they didn’t buy it.

He said they would wait until they had more money to buy a bigger one and settle for a smaller house in the anti.

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Thinking about it, she was right; living in a small house was indeed not as comfortable as a big one.

She used to live in a villa, a thousand square feet large, where just the bathroom was bigger than this entire small house.

So, for her, living in a small house was truly uncomfortable.

But who could have foreseen that the houses they once could afford, due to the housing prices skyrocketing over the years, had beco so expensive that not only was the initial down paynt out of reach, but they couldn’t even afford a bathroom now.

As a result, even though she’d been married for several years, she was still living in the sa old place, the old neighborhood where every day the elderly from upstairs tossed garbage around and collected junk.

Everything was picked up and hoarded, causing the entire building to reek.

Zhang Yong’an was a graduate of Qing University, but without strong backing or significant capabilities, he simply lived on a few thousand yuan a month.

Zhang Yong’an’s parents still clutched that money tightly in their hands.

They said it was to save up for their son to buy a house.

Fine, buy a house!

But now?

She didn’t believe that after a lifeti of scrimping, his parents had no savings at all.

If they took out all their money, added to what Zhang Yong’an had saved over the years, and combined it with the money from her parents, as well as selling their old house, they could afford a new house.

She wasn’t asking for a large house anymore; even a small one would do, just as long as they weren’t surrounded by old people picking up trash all the ti.

Yet she had argued with Zhang Yong’an several tis over this.

Initially, he, too, was sowhat inclined to buy a house,