You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 1852: Five million, too much!

   Chapter 1852 Five million, too much!

Guarantee……

The three words    made the Queen Mother, who was a bit dull by the pain, flashed in her mind and thought of something.

Guarantee.

  At the beginning, she went to Yue Ya'er arrogantly and asked Yue Ya'er to write a letter of guarantee that she would never pester her son again.

  Now, it's time for Yue Ya'er to let her write the guarantee.

  Sure enough...retribution is unhappy.

  This kind of role change reminded her of the stupid things she had done. Her face seemed to be slapped severely, and it was hot|hot.

   Her lips trembled and she didn't make a sound for a long time.

  Wang Peiling saw this and replied for her: "Yier, we are willing to sign!"

  He looked down at the Queen Mother and said, "Mom, I know what you are thinking. I believe that Ya'er is a person and she will not do what you think."

  "Sign!" said Mr. Wang, "I also believe in Doctor Yue's medical skills and ethics."

   "Yes, sign it," Mr. Qi also said, "Doctor Yue is the best doctor and the best girl I have ever seen. Even if the treatment fails, it must be an accident, and it has nothing to do with Dr. Yue."

  Queen mother: "..."

  What else can she say?

  Whenever she has a terrible headache, she really has the heart to jump off the building.

  Yue Ya'er is her only hope.

  Rather than living every day, she would rather take a gamble.

   "Okay!" She nodded hard: "I sign."

   "Okay, the second condition," Yue Yaer smiled, "The consultation fee is five million."

  "Five or five million?" The Queen Mother was shocked.

"Yes," Yue Ya'er said: "I'm just like this. I wronged myself to treat people who I don't like. Of course, I have to get substantial compensation, five million. If you want, I will go with my assistant tomorrow morning. I'll give you a needle. If you don't want to, then forget it. In this matter, the autonomy is yours. I clearly mark the price. You can choose to cure or die. It's that simple."

  "You...how are you doing this?" The Queen Mother opened her eyes in disbelief, "You...you and my son are classmates...you still, still..."

  "Okay!" Wang Peiling interrupted the Queen Mother, looked at Yue Ya'er and said: "Five million, you send the bank card number to my mobile phone, and I will transfer it to you at night."

  The Queen turned her face to look at him, "Peiling, you..."

   "Mom," Wang Peiling looked at her and said, "It is natural and righteous for us to pay for medical treatment. We should give it."

  "But...five million..." The Queen Mother felt painful as if a knife was cutting her flesh.

  Although her family has money, most of the money is invested in hospitals and real estate.

  She doesn’t have much cash in her hands.

  Furthermore, even if she has so much money, just for a headache, it will cost her five million, which is too exaggerated.

   "Mom, if you guard five million, can you cure the disease?" Wang Peiling said: "Mom, life is more important than money!"

   Queen Mother certainly knows this truth.

  But, five million, too much!

  I thought that as long as Yue Ya'er became her daughter-in-law, she could cure the disease without spending a penny, but now it costs 5 million.

  Furthermore, it’s great to have a "genius doctor" at home.

  In the next few decades, who knows if he will still get sick?

  If you are ill for a lifetime, there is a "genius doctor" at home who can cure it by raising his hand.

  Her disrespect for poverty and love for wealth have caused her to lose more than five million, and there may be several five million in the future!

  Thinking of this, she pumped distressedly. The painkiller she had just taken when she came here no longer works, her body is shaking, and her headache seems to be exploding.

  (End of this chapter)