The next day,
Xia Dongyang gathered the money he borrowed and the money given by some colleagues, along with the twenty thousand thrown in by the boss.
He handed it over to the hospital payment office, but looking at the amount of -78,235, he could only smile bitterly.
At that moment, he truly understood what powerlessness meant.
However, Qin Feng had already spoken to him, and had contacted a medical aid foundation on behalf of Lu Yongbo, which would temporarily cover all the treatment costs.
Once the construction site boss sent the money, they could just repay the medical expenses.
With no other hope left, all he had was this one glimmer of hope.
"Hello, is this Mr. Xia Dongyang?"
Just as he walked out of the payment office, he received a call.
"Yes, it's me."
"Hello, I'm Chen Dong, the manager of Qin Medical Foundation, regarding providing medical assistance for patient Mr. Lu Yongbo. Do you have time now?"
Hearing the voice on the phone, he was stunned.
