Siheyuan: Lou Xiao'e, Yu Li and the Savage Woman

At this time, Cao Haotian saw Guan Jun also carrying a stool from the backyard to the middle yard.

I guess it was Xu Damao who called him.

"Brother Haotian, I have a stool here."

Liu Guangtian waved at Cao Haotian.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Cao Haotian accompanied them to the meeting.

“The Yan family encountered an accident. I won’t go into details. Everyone knows it clearly.

Old Yan came to me just now and said that his family was in great difficulty and asked if he could call on the people in our courtyard to help. "

Liu Haizhong picked up the large teacup, took a sip, and continued:

“As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and we have lived in the same courtyard for many years.

I think everyone should help appropriately. As the saying goes, when one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid. This is the purpose of tonight’s meeting.”

"I'm the second uncle in the hospital, so I'll take the lead and donate five dollars."

Liu Haizhong took out five dollars from his pocket and placed it on the eight-immortals table in front of him.

"Thank you, Lao Liu. I will never forget your kindness..."

Yan Bugui bowed to express his gratitude.

"I'll donate ten yuan..." Yi Zhonghai came to Yan Bugui with ten yuan and handed it to him.

"Old Yi, I won't say anything more. If you need me in the future, just let me know."

Yan Bugui bowed again to express his gratitude.

At this moment, Liu Haizhong's brows were slightly frowned.

As the highest leader of the hospital, he thought that donating five yuan was already a lot, but he didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to directly donate ten yuan, which was equivalent to a slap in his face.

On the other hand, Yi Zhonghai was in a good mood because of his bangs, and he completely forgot that his ex-wife's ashes were still in the manure pit...

Liu Haizhong asked, "Lao Yi, is this ten yuan yours, or is it shared by you and Jia Dongxu?"

If there are two families, then it means five dollars per family, so that the center of the bangs will be a little more comfortable.

Before Yi Zhonghai could say anything, Jia Zhang answered for him, "Do you even need to ask? Of course it was donated by Old Yi himself!"

At this time, you must give your man some face.

Afterwards, Jia Zhang said to her son Jia Dongxu: "The Yan family is in a difficult situation this time, you should donate a little too."

Jia Dongxu nodded, took out a dollar from his pocket and handed it over.

Seeing Jia Dongxu donated one dollar, Sha Zhu directly took out two dollars and handed it to Yan Bugui.

"Third uncle, I am in deep sorrow."

After saying this, Sha Zhu deliberately glanced at Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu, who was suppressed by Sha Zhu, was very annoyed.

He rummaged through his pockets and took out two dollars: "Uncle, I'll donate another two dollars. You can buy some more paper money to burn for Jie Cheng."

Similarly, after Jia Dongxu finished speaking, he also glanced at Sha Zhu and thought to himself, I have one more piece than you...

Sha Zhu was not to be outdone, and took out another three yuan from his pocket: "Uncle San, I'll donate another three yuan. I think our relationship as brothers was pretty good in the beginning."

Fortunately, Cao Haotian returned him 100 yuan tonight, otherwise he would have no spare money to donate.

Jia Dongxu searched his pockets again, he wanted to donate more.

But Jia Zhang said, "Dongxu, go back and see if Banggeng is asleep. Cover him with a blanket, be careful not to catch a cold."

Jia Dongxun understood that his mother wanted him to stop trying to make donations.

Taking advantage of this staircase, he went straight to the west wing.

Later, Xu Damao also donated one dollar.

In this way, other people in the hospital began to donate money to Yan Bugui one after another.

Some are 2 cents, some are 30 cents, and some are 50 cents...

Afterwards, there were only two people left in the entire hospital who had not donated, namely Guan Jun and Cao Haotian.

The reason why Guan Jun didn't donate was that he was waiting for Cao Haotian's attitude.

After all, Yan Bugui had previously wanted to blame Cao Haotian for Yan Jiecheng's death.

"Now that the meeting is over, I'm going back to sleep."

Cao Haotian stood up from the stool and walked towards the main room.

Guan Jun followed closely behind.

"Wait a moment."

Liu Haizhong called out to Cao Haotian.

"Everyone in the hospital has donated money, why don't you two show some appreciation?"

Liu Haizhong was very unhappy.

Yi Zhonghai didn’t give him face before, and now Cao Haotian doesn’t give him face either.

This is a complete disregard for his position as the boss.

Cao Haotian replied casually: "I have returned all the money I had to Sha Zhu. Now I don't have a penny left."

Guan Jun also echoed: "I still have to save my money to honor my parents and marry a wife, how can I have spare money to donate?"

Liu Haizhong frowned: "Old Yan's son is dead, don't you two have any kindness at all?"

Cao Haotian asked with a half-smile: "I want to ask you whether the purpose of organizing this conference is to let us donate voluntarily or to force us to donate?"

Facing Cao Haotian's question, Liu Haizhong knew very well that this was a trap, and he quickly replied: "Of course it's a voluntary donation!"

"That's it. Since it's a voluntary donation, I don't want to donate..."

After saying this, Cao Haotian walked straight into the main room without even turning his head.

Guan Jun also hurried to the backyard.

At this moment, Liu Haizhong was furious, but he could do nothing...

Yan Bugui also hated Cao Haotian to the core...

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Cao Haotian was sleeping soundly in the room when suddenly there was a hurried knock on the door.

Then, Lou Xiao'e's joyful voice came from outside the door:

"Haotian, hurry up, let's go register for marriage today..."