There is nearly half a year left for spring seedlings, and the days are about to pass by in the paintings of the falling and plump flowers.

A few months later, the entries were sent to the eve of the election.

As soon as Bai Shi arrived home, he heard a series of dull thunder and the sky suddenly became dark.

He turned around and saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds and gusts of cold wind. After two seconds, with a rush, the downpour of rain was in place.

The weather changes so much that it looks like a change of scenery. At first glance, something is about to happen.

Shiraishi stood by the door for a while, and saw a man floating in the rain and heading straight to his door.

Shinaka Ao also had a pale face and her eyes were straight. Her originally elegant bangs were now covered with rain on her forehead like seaweed, making her look so embarrassed.

Shiraishi glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Ao also lowered her head, and the sound was almost impossible to hear in the loud rain: "Xiao Kui is sick, she is in a very urgent condition, that..."

This slow speech speed made people very anxious.

But considering that the boss of Maakana also shared Maakana Aya's perspective, Shiraishi was patient and asked according to the process: "You have a fight with her and don't dare to go to the hospital to see her? Or are you embarrassed to carry her to the hospital?"

"No, I've sent her to the hospital, but..." I didn't say anything again.

Shiraishi looked at a small package in his arms and grabbed the thing while the other party was still talking.

This is an envelope wrapped in a plastic bag.

After pinching it, Shiraishi was very familiar with the shape and feel of the things inside. Only then could he get to the point: "You don't have enough money?"

When I heard the word "money", I was really standing upright like a passing electric power. Suddenly I bowed 90 degrees, and didn't say I borrowed money, but just shouted: "I will definitely pay it back!"

"..." You are so tactful. If you haven't seen the spoilers, who knows what you are going to do.

Shiraishi put the envelope back speechlessly: "Let's go, I'll go to the hospital with you."

He took out two umbrellas from home and originally planned to hand them to Makazuya, but before he could reach out, he heard the boy shouting "Thank you", turned his head and rushed into the rain, wanting to lead the way for Shiraishi.

Will there be any lucky bonus if you don’t hold an umbrella on rainy days? Shiraishi sighed, opened his umbrella and ran to keep up.

After going to the hospital to learn about the situation, Shiraishi made a shocked expression at the long list of zeros behind the surgery fee, and then made a thoughtful look.

There is actually nothing to think about - can I not use a rich father like Luo Hekui?

As soon as this thought flashed, Zhenzhong Ao, who was covered in water next to her, suddenly turned her head: "You said... Mr. Luohe will take care of this matter?"

Shiraishi nodded: "No matter what, let's try it first. It's unreasonable to not tell her parents when the child is sick."

Although it was the solution proposed by Zhenzhong himself, he began to wince again.

However, thinking of the consequences of not having enough money, he finally clenched his fist hard: "Okay!"

...

Luo Heyingsuke's home was not originally in Mihua Town.

However, not long after his daughter ran away from home, he bought another piece of land here at a high price and built a house.

Because the yard is very tasteful, it was clamored by some people to treat it as a scenic spot. Luohezhai is quite famous in this area.

On the way there, Matsurasu still ran wildly in the rain.

I don’t know whether it was luck or misfortune, but when I arrived at this vast house, an extended black sedan happened to be parked at the door, and the light beams from the headlights shone brightly on the door.

Due to the age restrictions, this thick iron door did not have the function of automatically opening. Two security guards were wearing raincoats and jogging out, each of whom was preparing to open the door.

Makazura also clenched his fists and accumulated courage for a while, strode to the side of the car, and sincerely stared at the black car window.

He is still a literary young man who has not left the school. Although his emotional intelligence is almost meaningful, his IQ is barely enough and he knows how to learn from experience and lessons.

From the experience of borrowing money just now, Makazu Ao also found that she was embarrassed to say the key point of "money", which caused Shiraishi to almost understand what he meant.

Now is the only chance to save Luo Hekui. He keeps encouraging himself in his heart, and must overcome the idea of ​​feeling embarrassed when mentioning money and make the point clear.

"Is it Mr. Luohe?"

Following his words, the rear window slowly slid open a slit less than half a centimeter wide, and he was coldly signaling him to speak quickly if he had something to do.

"I am your daughter's classmate." As soon as Makana Ao said this, his face began to flush again. His mind was confused and he said stutteringly, "Can you lend me some money? I..."

"Haha." A majestic and cold voice came from the car, "I have decided to donate all the inheritance and not leave a penny to her. Don't dream."

A lightning flashed across the sky very well, and Matsura also looked at the re-closed car window, standing there as if struck by lightning.

The door was finally fully opened, and the car started slowly. In the car, Luo He Yingsuke raised the soundproof window and complained to the driver with a sneer:

"Another young man who fell in love with her because of money, he actually learned to sell miserably this time.

"Next time I go out, remember to bring a recorder - it should really let her see the ugly appearance of these people when they ask for money."

No matter how many times this scene is, it is very suffocating. How did Matsuya become a big boss later? It is indeed a mystery.

Shiraishi walked to the courtyard gate speechlessly. When he passed by Minaka, he glanced at him: "What the hell are you here to do?"

"... Come and borrow money." Aomi Makana also wiped the rain on her face, shocked and depressed, not understanding how Eisuke Luo could say such cruel words.

Shiraishi paused: "What are you doing for borrowing money?"

Makazura looked at him blankly, and replied: "Of course it's to save Xiaokui."

"...Then you finished speaking!" Bai Shi slapped him on the back of his head.

Zhong Qian also staggered two steps and almost fell into the water.

He covered his head with unknown conditions and turned around, and saw Shiraish shook off the water from his hand and walked over to the door.

When the driver parked the car and opened the front door, Shiraishi took a deep breath and shouted through the iron door:

"Your daughter is seriously ill and dying. The medical expenses are not enough. Do you care whether you care!"

A second later, the back door of the car was kicked open from inside, and a figure rushed out and ran away from the driver's eyes.

The driver was stunned for a moment and glanced at the empty back seat. Then he realized that the person who was like practicing shadowless feet was actually his boss with gray temples.

Luo Heyingsuke rushed to the door and raised his hand to pull Shiraishi's collar. Shiraishi looked at his wet rain, subconsciously hid to the side and avoided it.

Yoo Hei-suke rushed forward with two steps and just ran into Aoya, who was chasing him half a beat.

He didn't pick on it, and he grabbed the situation, who hadn't understood it, yelled: "What's going on!"

...

A minute later, the newly parked sedan set off again, and Yoo-Hsuke and Makana Aka were also wet in the car, and the latter finally finished talking about the incident.

Shiraishi didn't get in the car, so he didn't have anything to do about it. There is no need to talk about the high fees. He is definitely familiar with dealing with the hospital.

Now, he has understood why the system uses the title "Save the confused person x2 who jumps back and forth between art and money".

Fifteen years ago in the real world, Luohe Aoi painting was sent, but the person did not appear at the Harumiya. He secretly went to see Luohe Yingsuke and then realized that something was wrong.

After learning that his daughter, like his wife, died of serious illness and no money to treat him, he cried and sold his property, collected all the medieval works that his daughter liked, and put them together with her few paintings.

Later, he remembered that when his daughter was a child, he said she wanted to hold an art exhibition for him and put all his works in it. Now that he has no work, he thought that the same should be done on display.

It’s a pity that Luo Heyingsuke realized at this time that he had spent all his money and could not afford a suitable venue.

An old friend learned about his situation and after asking him for a long talk, Luo Hee-Eisuke donated the paintings to his friend's exhibition hall.

He served as the director of the group, and became an artist who was penniless and didn't love art so much. He sat in the exhibition hall every day and looked at the paintings left by his daughter for a long time.

Matsuya Aya has embarked on the old path that Luo Heyingsuke has taken. He abandoned literature and art and made money. Although he did not have the capacity to inherit billions of companies, he was very lucky in business and was willing to do it. He gradually became a wealthy boss.

Makazura also always wanted to get the painting that Luohe Aoi valued very much. He felt that the old man who was unwilling to treat his daughter was not worthy of it.

But when he went to discuss with the pavilion owner, he learned that "Heavenly Punishment" was the only work that Luo Heyingsuke had not donated. And no matter how much it cost, the elderly curator refused to sell it.

After donating it to the collection, the director Luohe, who had nothing left, had only one painting, and the real boss who was rich but could not get the painting, staged a conflicting and regretful alternation of fate.
Chapter completed!