God allowed him to live until now, and he has already made money.

But in my heart, why does it hurt so much when I am out of control?

Ye Bin smoked three cigarettes and finally went to pay the medical bills.

I was about to leave, but in the end I ended up going to the ward by some strange mistake.

Ye Shaoan is out of danger. At this moment, he still has various testing instruments inserted into his body and needs to be infused with fluids.

When he saw Ye Bin coming in, his dim eyes brightened a little and he struggled to get up.

"Don't move, there are instruments on you."

Ye Bin stood there, looking at the scrawny old man on the hospital bed, not knowing what to say.

He had nothing to say to Ye Shaoan.

"Binzi, thank you for coming to see me." Ye Shaoan looked at his tall son, his eyes full of gratitude.

Ye Bin said expressionlessly, "You're welcome, I came here because the doctor called."

Ye Shaoan said to Ye Bin in a pleading tone, "My bank card is in my pocket. Ask the nurse to ask for it. The password is your birthday. Please help me withdraw the money and pay the medical bills."

Ye Bin replied, "I have already handed it over."

"Then you withdraw the money and take it yourself."
Chapter completed!