Ji Changmu hesitated in his heart. This was a big deal and he couldn't do it rashly.

The doctor probably saw his hesitation and comforted him: "You can take the patient to the hospital over there first. As for whether surgery can be performed and whether surgery is necessary, you can ask the doctor."

"Is my mother's condition serious?"

"The problem is not serious, but it is difficult to operate, and there is a risk of sudden death if there is a delay, so it is recommended to operate as early as possible."

Ji Changmu was shocked. He understood what the doctor meant: "Okay, I'll take my mother to have a look first."

"don’t worry."

"I also want to ask, how much does this kind of surgery cost?"

"The starting price is 50,000 yuan. If you need to use machinery, such as installing brackets, the starting price is 150,000 yuan."

Ji Changmu's body temperature cooled down little by little. If their family was still the Ji family before, this would be a drop in the bucket, but now, he doesn't have so much money.

The Qiao family paid him a high tuition fee, but all the money was used by him to pay off his creditors, leaving him with nothing left.

Advance payment?

It seems that this is the only way.

One semester is not enough. Two semesters are needed. Does Mrs. Qiao still want him to make up lessons for Xiaoyouzi?

If he doesn't want to or rejects him, he won't be able to raise money anymore. He doesn't have many friends. His father's former friends have all left and scattered. No one wants to get involved with a pauper like him, for fear that he will borrow money.

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Ji Changmu was embarrassed and fell into deep thinking.

The doctor opposite saw his expression of embarrassment and knew that this was indeed a large expense for an ordinary family.

Ji Changmu stood up and packed his things: "Thank you doctor, I understand."

"Well, it's best to call a specialist. There are risks with this kind of surgery."

"Thanks."

Ji Changmu thanked him very much.

After leaving the hospital, the sky in Beijing was cloudless and blue.

Ji Changmu put his hands in his coat pockets and walked silently on the roadside. He tried to relax, but he couldn't calm himself down.

The operation fee was a large sum, plus the hospitalization fee, nursing care fee, and medicine fee... It was like there was a stone pressing on his heart and he couldn't breathe.

The branches on the roadside and streets are bare, spring has not yet arrived, and there is no sign of recovery.

The only person he can turn to... is Mrs. Qiao.

He had never begged anyone when he was growing up, but this time... he had to beg. He only had one mother to rely on, and in these years, his mother had suffered too much and had not been able to enjoy happiness.

Gritting his teeth, Ji Changmu found a bench and sat down. He sat in the cold wind. Only the cold wind could keep him awake enough.

The winter wind was as sharp as a knife, blowing on his face.

Ji Changmu's brows were condensed with sorrow, and the afternoon sunlight shone into his clear eyes, which turned into starlight. After a long time, he called Mrs. Qiao.

Ye Jiaqi didn't have time to answer the first call. She was at the company talking to employees about something.

After a quarter of an hour, Ye Jiaqi picked up the second call.

At this time, Cong Ji Changmu's hands were red from the cold, had no warmth, and could no longer even feel the warmth.

"Mrs. Joe."

"Teacher Ji." Ye Jiaqi's voice was as cheerful as ever, "What's the matter?"

"I happen to have something to do. When are you free? I'll treat you to a meal or tea."

"For the time being... I don't seem to have time. Let's talk about it later."
Chapter completed!