A pretty live streamer beckons, and a lewd male protagonist hooks her up.

"Hmph!"

After finishing her IV drip, Wen Ruan had nothing to do, so she thought she would go downstairs with Song Yu for a casual stroll.

Just as she stepped out of the elevator, she suddenly stopped and stared in one direction, motionless.

Song Yu followed Wen Ruan's gaze, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"Xiaomin?"

Xiaomin, or more accurately Zhang Hongying, was pleading with the doctor for help, her eyes red with tears: "Dr. Li, could you please perform the surgery on my daughter first? I'll figure out the money; I promise I can raise it for you within three days, please? I'm begging you!"

"Ms. Zhang, this isn't something I can decide. Rules are rules, and we can't make an exception for you. If we make an exception for you today, does that mean everyone who comes to the hospital for treatment in the future won't have to pay upfront?"

Passersby pointed and whispered to Zhang Hongying, "Oh dear, I think you should go back and raise the money first. If you had this much time to cause trouble at the hospital, your daughter would have been on the operating table long ago!"

"Doctor, my daughter waited two years, and finally a match was found. Please help us, mother and daughter!"

The doctor shook his head and sighed, "You should try to raise the money first."

"And you, eating greasy and spicy food every day, your stomach is already severely ulcerated. If you continue like this, your daughter's illness won't be cured before you collapse!"

After the doctor finished speaking, he turned and left.

The crowd dispersed, and Zhang Hongying stood in the middle, filled with despair. She caught sight of Wen Ruan, opened her mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

A dozen minutes later.

Wen Ruan and Song Yu followed Zhang Hongying to the tenth floor of the inpatient department.

Zhang Hongying pushed open the door, "This is my daughter's hospital room..."

Wen Ruan looked inside through the open door.

This ward was completely different from the one she had stayed in; it was small, smelled of disinfectant, and was shared by three people.

On the innermost bed, sat a little girl.

She was thin, with sunken cheeks, chapped lips, and bruises on the back of her hands.

"Sweetie, did you drink as much water as the nurse told you to today?"

Xiaomin saw her mother and smiled happily: "Listen, I drank a lot of water today, and the nurses all praised me!"

"Mom, will I be able to leave the hospital soon?"

"The nurse told me that we've been matched for transplantation, and I can have the surgery soon. After the surgery, I can go home and go to school like other children!"

Zhang Hongying choked up as she said, "Yes."

"Our little one will be cured soon..."

Seeing the mother and daughter leaning on each other, Wen Ruan couldn't bear to disturb them, so she just looked from outside the door with Song Yu and didn't go in.

She said sullenly, "Song Yu, is this illness really incurable?"

Song Yu lowered his eyes and said, "Mm."

Even if Zhang Hongying manages to raise enough money and Xiaomin's surgery is successful, she will still have to take expensive anti-rejection drugs for the rest of her life after being discharged from the hospital.

After Zhang Hongying came out of the ward, Wen Ruan took the initiative to ask:

"How much more money do we need for the surgery?"

"Thirty thousand..."

As she spoke, Zhang Hongying wiped away her tears, "We're just 30,000 short."

She joined a guild and streamed herself recklessly every day, eating extremely spicy and attention-grabbing foods, all to raise the last bit of money for her daughter's surgery.

They've borrowed from all their relatives and friends, and Xiaomin's father has also spent all his compensation money over the years; they're only short of this final 30,000 yuan.

If she had persevered a little longer and hadn't fainted, and had won the guild tournament, her daughter might have already had her surgery...

What's your bank card number?

Zhang Hongying was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Wen Ruan pursed her lips and took out her phone.

For the first time in her life, Wen Ruan realized that there really are things in this world more important than herself.

She has never experienced hardship, but that doesn't mean she can be indifferent to the suffering of others.

Money can be earned back, but if Xiaomin misses this surgery, who knows when a suitable match will be available again...

Wen Ruan glanced at Xiao Ming, who was curiously peering out of the ward, and said firmly, word by word, "I said, send me your bank card number. I'll make up the 30,000 yuan you need for the surgery."

Wen Ruan was incredibly grateful that she had joined the guild; otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to withdraw 30,000 yuan from her Starry Sky account all at once.

Zhang Hongying was shocked. She sniffed and frantically pulled out her bank card, which she always carried with her, when Wen Ruan suddenly said:

"However, I have one condition."

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Hongying agreed immediately: "Tell me, as long as you're willing to lend me the money, I'll do anything!"

Wen Ruan: "Consider the money a loan. You can pay it back slowly with your earnings, but you absolutely must not eat those things again and harm your health."

"If I find out, I'll really regret lending you the money today!"

Wen Ruan couldn't think of any threatening words, so she could only use the fiercest tone to say the least intimidating things.

"I promise! I can even write you a guarantee! As long as we raise enough money for my precious baby's medical expenses, I promise I will never touch those things again!"

Fearing that Wen Ruan wouldn't believe her, Zhang Hongying quickly ran inside and used Xiao Min's paper and pen to write her a guarantee.

"Is this okay?"

Wen Ruan neatly folded and put the paper away, and without saying a word, transferred 30,000 yuan to Zhang Hongying.

Before leaving, she said softly, "If Xiaomin gets better, you must tell me."

Zhang Hongying: "Mmm!"

After this incident, Wen Ruan lost her desire to go for a walk and went straight back to the ward with Song Yu.

"Sister..." Song Yu hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Wen Ruan sat on the bed, letting Song Yu take off her shoes, then curled up in the soft quilt, leaving only her head sticking out.

"Song Yu, do you think I'm stupid?"

"On a whim, I gave 30,000 yuan to someone I barely knew."

"Thirty thousand yuan, it would take me a long time to save up that much..."

Although the market is good now and Wen Ruan receives a lot of tips every day during her live streams, most of her money is used to pay off debts, with only a small portion left for rent and utilities.

She was struggling to make ends meet. If Song Yu hadn't moved in, she probably would have just cooked noodles when she was hungry, and occasionally ordered takeout when she was rich.

As for the money that can be saved, it's very little...

She smiled at Song Yu: "Don't worry, I'm very good at making money. I won't go back on my word if I promise to spend money on you!"

Song Yu shook his head: "No, I just think my sister is amazing."

Really?

"Yes... my sister is the best person I've ever met."

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Wen Ruan shrank back, revealing only her almond-shaped eyes, pleading, "Could you praise me again?"

"I like hearing people praise me," she said, her ears turning red.

Praise makes her feel better and makes her feel comfortable all over.

It feels like waking up in a soft, warm bed in winter, stretching, and feeling warm all over.

"snort......"

Song Yu smiled slightly, leaned down and pressed himself against Wen Ruan, slowly getting closer...