Gu Qiusha barely held back the impulse to argue with her husband.
In her heart, she silently comforted herself, don't be angry, don't be angry, he's a patient, why be angry with him?
The doctor also said that sick people are more vulnerable, their temper may worsen, and family members need to be more caring and tolerant. Put yourself in their shoes, perhaps one day she would also fall gravely ill, wouldn't she also need her family's love and tolerance?
Gu Qiusha took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Alright, alright, I'm not arguing with you. The professor has arranged the afternoon treatment, and I've prepared the money..."
Xi Yuanshan's expression relaxed: "How much money did you raise?"
Gu Qiusha replied cheerfully: "Eighteen million."
The family had five million in cash, and with the thirteen million they managed to scrape together, it was just enough for the first treatment fee. Truly, it was a blessing.
Who knew.
