Why bother writing songs? Fast forward to the "Don't Laugh Challenge"

The family is already in dire straits and can no longer afford his exorbitant medical expenses. If this continues, it will eventually drag down their already fragile little family.

At that time, loving parents will face the tragedy of outliving their children, and the family will be left with nothing but loss of both people and wealth. In the end, they will lose both their loved ones and their money.

He didn't want that to happen.

But he really didn't have many good solutions. He was just a recent graduate who hadn't even had a chance to start his own life before being rejected by fate.

He had no means to pursue his own path. His parents' constant watch over him seemed to indicate that they could see his intention to do something foolish. Their strict supervision and concern had already given him the answer: the elderly couple could not accept their only son leaving without saying goodbye.

That's why he has worked so hard to get to where he is today.

Now, Xia Shen's news is like the only ray of light shining through the darkness, illuminating his life.

What if he can do it too? What if he can do it?
Wan Bin began to get restless; he noticed the contact information that had been published.

Deep Space Entertainment currently has two non-profit organizations that engage with the public. He chose the fan association because he is a fan himself. His idea is not to take up the slots of other people's social foundations, but to leave the opportunities for more people who need them and are not fans.

However, just as he was engrossed in watching, and his mood had just improved, what happened the next moment caused his mood to plummet to rock bottom again.

The familiar, incessant chatter started again, almost the instant he took off his headphones.

"Xiao Wan, Xiao Wan? Look, he's not responding at all now. This is what happens when you don't listen to your elders! Young people who don't listen to their elders will suffer a great loss. If you keep going like this, you'll go deaf sooner or later."

It was none other than Old Li.

This made Wan Bin want to sigh heavily. He almost wanted to start cursing. If it weren't for the fact that it was not appropriate to get into a conflict with someone now, and that this Old Li was the kind of person who wouldn't let it go even if he was in the right, and whose mouth was never forgiving.

Now, every day, if his condition worsens even slightly or the treatment is delayed, he will start berating the nurse.

If he starts cursing right away, I doubt I'll have a peaceful day ahead. This kind of person is like a plague.

Moreover, he found the other party's behavior very puzzling.

Aren't we related?

Or do you really have nothing else to do? Why do you have to keep an eye on me? You've been staring at me for hours just to nag me a couple of times?
What benefit would this bring you? What can you gain from it?

And to put it bluntly, even if it is truly harmful, so what?
In the doctor's words, let them eat well, eat whatever they want, and do whatever they want.

The message is quite clear: he doesn't have long to live!

I'm practically dead already, why would I care if what I do harms my future health or causes cancer?

I already have cancer!

Not to mention that Lao Li's understanding was wrong from beginning to end.

It wasn't just Wan Bin; in fact, Wan Bin's entire family disliked him, but no one said it outright.

His parents are now working several jobs a day to earn money for his medical expenses, but they also bring him food every day, and comfort him and share all sorts of fun things that make them happy.

Anyway, the two elders never cried in front of him; they always had bright smiles on their faces.

Although his parents' hair, which had turned almost completely white overnight, told him that they weren't as happy as they seemed, and that they were even more heartbroken than he was, they never let their bad mood affect him. Every day when his parents came over, this jerk would make sarcastic remarks at them.

And this old Li, seemingly oblivious to the fact that others dislike him, continues to live in his own world, spouting nonsense every day according to his own logic.

Tolerance is the best policy, and this is also what Wan Bin thinks.

But the next moment, Wan Bin, who had been suppressing his disgust and not seriously responding to anything Lao Li said, heard something that made him turn his attention to something else.

"Hey, Xiao Wan, have you heard something? There's been a lot of talk about it online today. It's about that celebrity, Xia Shen, setting up a so-called charity organization, supposedly to do good deeds!"

Old Li said.

Wan Bin shifted his gaze to that: "Didn't you say that cell phones emit radiation, that radiation causes cancer, and that we should use them less?"

“That’s different. I’m just getting the facts straight, which is nothing like what you do, wasting your time on frivolous pursuits.” Old Li retorted immediately, his voice rising several decibels. Clearly, Wan Bin’s slight stubbornness made him feel like he had lost face.

This made him sneer inwardly.

See, you can't stand it when someone just makes a slight sarcastic remark to you. It shows that you know you feel bad about being lectured, but you still do it, venting your bad mood on others and making them pay for your internal strife.

That's just pure bad.

All I can say is that getting this disease and ending up like this is entirely deserved. Having no family or children to visit is also entirely deserved.

Those who are despicable will be punished by Heaven.

But the thought that I, someone who has always been excellent in character and academics, polite and sensible, who has never done anything wrong, and who has even often helped others, has ended up with the same fate as this kind of person.

He felt again that God was really unfair.

He said, "I know about this."

His idol? How could he not know?

Then, the next moment, he frowned.

Because Old Li said directly, "So I really don't understand, are all young people nowadays as forgetful as you, believing everything they hear, and doing whatever others say? This kind of behavior is clearly just self-promotion, yet they act like they're some kind of saint of our time."

Xiao Wan, you need to understand, in today's society, everyone has their own selfish motives in everything they do. They're all really looking out for themselves, so there's nothing to brag about. Besides, who knows what's really going on behind the scenes, whether it's money laundering or something.

Old Li spoke eloquently, displaying an air of authority and confidence.

Wan Bin frowned: "A gentleman judges by his actions, not his intentions. If we judge by intentions, there are no gentlemen in the world."

“That’s not right, Xiao Wan. Your understanding is too one-sided,” Old Li started again.

But this time, Wan Bin didn't have the patience to listen to him ramble on for a while longer. He interrupted the long-winded speech and asked directly, "Didn't you consider signing up? It's open to the public, and cancer also qualifies you for the assistance program."

He originally thought that Lao Li would arrogantly choose not to sign up.

Old Li retorted, "Report it! Why didn't you report it?" (End of Chapter)