Hearing this, Xie Nan chuckled lightly. "Hmm, many people know that I love money."
After saying this, Xie Nan's gaze shifted towards the window. He paused before continuing, "I love money, not because I need to be extravagant. Instead, I have to go to Jiangzhou's First People's Hospital every week to pay medical bills. Each week, hospitalization and medication fees cost at least 10,000 yuan…"
"Pay medical bills?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled, "Do you have a relative in the hospital?"
"Yes, my mother. She has myelitis. For the past three years, she's been hospitalized. My father works back in our hometown and can't take care of her, nor does he have enough money for her medical bills. So, I must earn money for my mother's treatment," Xie Nan responded calmly. But the fleeting look of pain in his eyes as he spoke of his mother's myelitis revealed his distress.
"So, what did the doctors say about your mother's condition?" Lin Feng asked with concern.
