"Wait a minute." Xiao Feng coughed lightly, walked to the side, and called Zhao Guo'an.
Meanwhile, Zhao Guo'an had just helped Sun Shijie mix the medicine, barely sitting down when he saw Xiao Feng's call.
"Who is it?" Zhao Guo'an asked knowingly. He was still miffed about Xiao Feng making him pay the bill.
Xiao Feng was immediately angry: "Me! Xiao Feng! Send money!"
"..." Zhao Guo'an.
Damn it, now wanting money immediately, didn't even bother finding an excuse, just straight-up robbery?
"With all that money, why do you need to come to me to borrow money?" Zhao Guo'an choked back his anger and asked.
"Consider it me borrowing from you, transfer a million to me first, and I'll repay when we get back to Jiangcheng."
"Haha... goodbye." Zhao Guo'an dryly chuckled with zero sincerity and hung up the phone.
In his view, lending the money meant letting it go forever, borrowing was more of a robbery, and he certainly wouldn't fall for that.
