Zhang Dongliang didn't know if Ye Qiu could really cure his son's illness, but when he heard that it would cost five hundred thousand yuan, he immediately hesitated.
He left Sina Internet Cafe and drove back to Jinling Hospital.
Upon entering the private ward where Zhang Wei stayed, Liu Ying looked anxiously at the unconscious Zhang Wei. While Zhang Wei appeared to be asleep, she knew he wasn't truly resting. He was suffering from severe insomnia, with a confused and painful mind. How much longer could he endure like this?
Moreover, Zhang Wei had already vomited upon waking.
Seeing Zhang Dongliang return, Liu Ying asked urgently, "Didn't you find Ye Qiu?"
"Found him," Zhang Dongliang replied, "but he said he would need five hundred thousand yuan to treat Xiaowei."
Liu Ying was equally shocked.
Five hundred thousand yuan?
"So you didn't agree?"
"Five hundred thousand is too much," Zhang Dongliang said.