253 A high-level scam?

Xu De looked into the ward.

In the ward, a group of people was standing in front of the sickbed, looking at the old man lying on it.

The old man said unclearly, "I've wasted our money. Just give me a beating."

The family members were crying, "No matter how much it is, we're willing to spend it on you. How could we bear to hit you?"

The old man wanted to sit up but his body didn't even allow him to perform such a simple action. He said, "If you won't hit me, then let me give you a laugh."

The illness-plagued, skin-and-bones old man mustered up all his energy for a short laughter. His whole face of wrinkles scrunched up together, like a bright chrysanthemum flower.

As the family members looked at the old man, with their eyes red and puffy, they started laughing as well.