Artes Marciais! O Grande Mestre

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Xiangnan, Central City Hospital of HY!
Outside the operating room.
Chen Jie paced back and forth in the corridor.
His paternal uncle from the same village had helped bring his father to the hospital entrance but found an excuse and left.
Chen Jie understood very well that his uncle didn’t enter the hospital with him for a reason.
But to be honest, Chen Jie could understand him!
Poverty is an original sin!
His uncle feared Chen Jie would ask to borrow money.
Someone once said a phrase that proved very true:
“No matter how tough you are, no one fears you! But if you are poor, everyone fears you—fears you asking for money!”
This was exactly Chen Jie’s situation now—feared by everyone.
Ever since his father was rushed into the emergency room, Chen Jie had been calling around, trying to borrow money.
The first call he made was to his best friend.
“Ming, something happened to my dad. He’s in the ER now. I need to borrow some money!”
Chen Jie was straightforward, cutting straight to the point.
“How much do you need?”
On the other end, Hong Ming paused for a moment upon hearing Chen Jie’s voice before asking.
Chen Jie glanced at the emergency room door, took a deep breath, and said:
“He’s still unconscious. They might have to do a craniotomy. I don’t know the exact cost. Can you lend me twenty thousand for now?”
Hong Ming was silent a while longer, then replied in a seemingly indifferent tone:
“I just bought a car last month, you know that. I’m still drowning in debt