wouldn't know who he was!Deleting WeChat seems too deliberate. Anyway, the room for January 1st was booked by the company uniformly, so there's nothing to find even if you check.After a while, she fi...Chapter 8 Mother's Critical Condition

Finally getting things under control, Xu Qinghuan returned to her room and began packing her bags.

Luckily, this business trip went smoothly. She said it wasn't just about Mr. Chen being angry.

Xu Qinghuan tried hard to suppress her thoughts, not wanting to think about Fu Yan's face again, but her brain wouldn't listen. It buzzed insistently until the phone on the table started ringing frantically.

She hurried over, and the moment she saw the hospital's string of numbers, her heart sank.

Even the hand that pressed the answer button was shaking involuntarily.

"Is this Ms. Xu Your mother just had a sudden heart attack and her condition is very dangerous. She was rushed to the emergency room. Please come quickly!"

"...."

Xu Qinghuan's eyes went blank, and she almost lost her balance.

But time wouldn't allow her to dawdle any longer. After only a few seconds of hesitation, she immediately went to change her flight tickets. She didn't even think to ask Fu Jiajia to explain to Chen Jing before boarding the plane.

When Xu Qinghuan returned to Beitun City, it was almost nightfall.

She hailed a taxi to the hospital. Her mother was just being wheeled out of the emergency room and into the intensive care unit.

Looking at her mother's pale face on the bed, Xu Qinghuan tried hard to hold back her tears, but she couldn't succeed in the end. Tears streamed down her cheeks and dripped onto the white sheets of the hospital bed.

"Don't cry..."

Zheng Qiu-zhi weakly opened her eyes and tried to reach out to wipe away her daughter's tears, but she didn't even have the strength to grasp her daughter's hand.

Xu Qinghuan hurriedly wiped her face and forced a smile. "Mom, I didn't cry, my eyes just got sandy! The doctor told you to rest well and not think about anything!"

Zheng Qiu'zhi nodded. After a while, her attending physician came over and called Xu Qinghuan out.

"Doctor Wang, how could my mother suddenly have a heart attack Didn't you say her condition was stable before"

"We've been doing our best, but her illness has been dragging on. " Dr. Wang sighed, "What are you planning to do If surgery isn't done soon, situations like today will keep happening. You need to be mentally prepared."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qinghuan immediately asked, "How much does the surgery cost now"

"Get a million dollars ready first, get the surgery done, and then we can worry about aftercare."

A million dollars sounds easy coming from a doctor's mouth, but for Xu Qinghuan, it would take years to earn! By then, it will truly be too late for everything.

"Think about it."

After finishing, the doctor left.

Xu Qinghuan stood alone in the empty hospital corridor, filled with the smell of disinfectant. She stood there for a very long time.

When Fu Jiajia's phone call came, she was still standing in the same place.

"How is your aunt"

"The doctor said if I don't have surgery... he wants me to be mentally prepared." Xu Qinghuan clenched her fists, then forced herself to speak, "Jia Jia, do you... have any extra money you can lend me"

For so many years, even when things were tough, she had never borrowed money from anyone. But this time, she was truly out of options! She had spent almost all the money she had earned on prolonging her mother's life.

"I have it! I have 200,000, I'll transfer it to you right now!" Fu Jiajia also agreed without hesitation, "Send me your account number!"

The doctor said the surgery would cost one million.

"......"

"Jiajia, this time... am I really going to lose my mother..." Xu Qinghuan leaned against the wall, slowly sliding down. "I can't come up with one million, I really can't!"

Fu Jiajia was also in a panic over there, "Don't give up yet, there must be other ways!"

What other options are there

Xu Qinghuan suddenly stiffened.ith his hair showing signs of receding, he took the document from Xu Qinghuan's hand and glanced at it, his voice laced with displeasure, "With IOP tightening over the past two years, we finally manag...