After the real daughter came back, the whole family was so angry that they were jumping up and down

Chapter 56 56 Si Ming gives money
The old man was ill and hospitalized, and spent hundreds of dollars. The medicine for the past two days cost another fifty or sixty, and it is uncertain how much more he will spend in the future.

But the family has no money left, and still owes a lot of debt.

Holding the payment slip, Luo Fuling's hands were trembling.

The little energy that the guard had just exhaled from the cotton-padded jacket suddenly withered away.

"Get out of the hospital, I'm really dead."

Trembling, he opened the quilt and got out of bed.

He was determined to go back this time, and he really couldn't stay any longer, otherwise he wouldn't be able to close his eyes until he died.

Luo Fuling hurriedly went to help the old man: "Grandpa, don't be like this. We will treat it. How can we not treat it?"

"Don't worry about money. I have it. I've earned a lot. I'll go back and get it now. Grandpa, you can feel free to treat your illness here."

The old man didn't listen at all. He pushed Luo Fuling away and started to walk out.

Stumbling and looking sad.

This is an ordinary ward, and the people who live in it are not wealthy.

They understood what the old man was thinking, he had no money.

Even if it is cured, it may not necessarily make it better. The money is spent and the person is gone. It will only cause trouble to future generations. It is better to go home.

The old man was so weak that he fell heavily without moving a step.

He hit his forehead on the foot of the bed, causing a big gash, and blood was flowing out.

Everyone exclaimed, and Luo Fuling and her daughter hurried to help.

The old man refused to let him go and struggled on his own in anger.

The mother and daughter were angry and anxious. Why was the old man so stubborn?

The cotton-padded jacket squatted down beside the old man blankly, his big eyes filled with confusion.

"Are you going home because you have no money? Will you die if you go home?"

The doorman gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I have to die at home. If I die outside, I will become a lonely ghost."

His stubbornness to go home seemed to have become an obsession.

Cotton Jacket scratched his head: "Didn't you agree not to die? Si Ming has money, and if you have money, you don't have to die."

The guard's eyes were red and he choked with sobs: "No money, no money. My grandson is missing. He can't be found."

"It's all because of me. If it weren't for me, my family wouldn't be in debt and my grandson wouldn't be lost. It's all because of me."

The cotton-padded jacket tilted his head, not understanding what the doorman meant at all.

His nose was sensitive and he smelled the smell of Siming, and he was immediately happy.

"Si Ming," Huanhuan ran out and dragged the person into the ward: "Si Ming, give me the money."

Come find someone and be prepared to scold Si Ming...

He glanced at the old man lying on the ground with blood on his face.

Look at the mother and daughter next to them who are helpless and with tears streaming down their faces.

There was also a room full of family members of patients with different expressions.

He turned to look at the cotton-padded jacket that was staring at him eagerly, and pressed his twitching eyebrows: "Did you hit him?"

The cotton-padded jacket looked at Siming innocently: "Don't hit the old man."

Luo Fuling also said quickly: "No, it has nothing to do with the little comrade. It was my grandpa who threw it himself."

Siming breathed a sigh of relief, he was really afraid that this girl would get into trouble again.

He bent down to help the uncle up and put him on the bed. The uncle wanted to resist halfway, but his little strength was not enough.

Luo Fuling, mother and daughter, burst into tears of gratitude.

Siming said: "It's better to call the doctor quickly, the wound is not small."

"Don't bark, don't bark," the uncle roared while breathing heavily.

"No money," Mian Yao added while looking at Siming.

Well, Si Ming finally understood why this girl asked him to give her money as soon as she came.

He also recognized this man, the gatekeeper who had protected the cotton-padded jacket many times at the gate of the community.

He casually took out a handful of money bills and handed them to Zheng Meifen: "It's important to treat the injury."

Zheng Meifen was so grateful that she didn't know what to say.

Finally, he bowed to Siming: "Thank you."

I hurriedly went to the doctor.

The guard wanted to shout, but because he was too anxious, he was choked up and his face turned pale from holding back.

Luo Fuling was so frightened that she pinched him again and again, but it was no use.

Siming sighed, stretched out his hand, touched the old man's eyebrows, and breathed some spiritual energy into it, which finally calmed him down.

"Old man, you are so old and you are less angry. If you have something to say, please speak slowly and don't be anxious." The old man waved his hands and cried, and Luo Fuling also wiped her tears.

Si Ming didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs, he was also busy.

But the cotton jacket wants the old man to live.

"Looking for my grandson, he's missing."

Siming frowned and asked Luo Fuling, "Have you reported it to the police?"

Luo Fuling nodded: "I reported it, but there is no news yet."

Many people have disappeared in Jinghai City recently, and Si Ming also knows about this.

However, this matter currently does not involve the special department, so he does not know much about it.

Judging from the appearance of the cotton-padded jacket, he seemed to be willing to help, but he couldn't help but ignore him.

"Tell me about the specific situation."

Siming has a good status, which can be seen from his speech and behavior.

Luo Fuling also held the idea of ​​​​multiple paths and told the story of Luo Fuxu's disappearance in detail from beginning to end.

Siming pursed his lips and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, he asked Mian Jiao: "Why are you here?"

The special ward and the general ward are not in the same building.

Siming was originally here to take the cotton-padded jacket back.

When I didn't see anyone, I used my spiritual power to find the person here.

Mian Jiao immediately became excited: "There is something delicious."

He pointed at the head of the bed.

That was the place where the steamed buns were placed before, but no one else noticed anything wrong.

Siming's brows twitched, he opened his Yin and Yang eyes quietly, and looked at the trembling ghost in the corner.

The pupils were slightly tightened, this ghost had a strong dark aura, and he was an unlucky ghost.

Moreover, the Luo family is tainted with the aura of many unlucky ghosts, so this ghost has been following the Luo family for a long time.

No wonder something happened to the Luo family. With such a thing, it would be strange if nothing happened.

However, you should be able to find something useful from it.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the little fried hair of his cotton-padded jacket: "Old man, you can rest in peace and recuperate. I will do my best to help you find your grandson."

Others said that the old man did not believe it, but there was a convincing power in Siming.

The old man looked at it hopefully: "Can I really get it back?"

"Yes." Si Ming was categorical. He could always find a living person, a dead body or a soul.

The guard suddenly felt hopeful: "Okay, okay, I will take good care of myself. As long as my grandson can come back, I can do anything you want."

Siming nodded, patted the cotton-padded jacket on the head, and left with the people, taking any unlucky person with him.

Luo Fuling looked at the two people leaving and felt that they appeared and left suddenly.

"Grandpa, who are they?"

The guard seemed to have awakened at this time. He no longer wanted to live or die. He had a peaceful mind and had a clear understanding of life and the indifference of the future.

"It's redemption."

Luo Fuling looked confused.

After leaving the ward, the cotton-padded jacket stared at the unfortunate man and swallowed his saliva.

Siming pushed her away ruthlessly: "You can't eat it yet. We'll wait until we find someone."

The cotton-padded jacket glared at Siming: "Mine."

Siming glanced at her: "No one will rob you." He didn't eat ghosts.

Mian Yao didn't believe him, so he followed step by step, watching closely.

Siming was so angry that his liver ached, but he couldn't do anything to her, so he could only ignore her as much as possible.

The two returned to the cleaning company. Seeing how sticky the two were, Xi Shi became full of gossip and used her eyes to abduct the cotton-padded jacket crazily.

Siming didn't dare to let Mian Yao play with Xi Shi anymore.

If you play it once, you will be rebellious. If you play it twice more, the stinky girl will go to heaven.

So under Xi Shi's hot gaze, Siming locked the cotton jacket tightly to him.

In Mian Yao's eyes, she only cared about her unlucky ghost, and didn't pay attention to the people and things around her.

unlucky...

Please don't pay attention.

(End of this chapter)