Feng Qingxue turned her head in thought for a moment, then directly pulled out two large-denomination bills, and pushed the rest back to Cui Shaoyuan.
"Comrade Cui," Feng Qingxue immediately stopped Cui Shaoyuan from trying to give the money back to her, "Twenty yuan is enough. I've taken the medicine fee, and you feel relieved. I can't accept more from you, otherwise, if people knew, wouldn't I become a corruption criminal? Have you forgotten all about your investigative work these days?"
"How can this be? Comrade Qingxue, although the hospital's medicine is not expensive, and the staff hospital even treats us for free—of course, family elders cannot be treated without cost—Bezoar Pill has always been a life-saving medicine, priceless and unmarketable."
"I say it's fine, so it's fine!" Feng Qingxue's tone was firm as she quickly changed the subject, "Is Uncle Cui feeling better?"