In the hospital, Wen Yu sat stiffly on the chair as she looked at the boy in the ICU who was receiving oxygen.

Her parents had passed away, and she and her brother depended on each other for survival.

Unfortunately, her younger brother suffered a sudden case of encephalitis. If he didn't receive treatment in time, it would very likely result in brain cancer.

The high treatment fee was a big problem.

"Wen Yu, it's not that I don't want to help, but I don't have that kind of money! This... This... I think we might as well not treat him! Even if he is cured, he will probably be in a vegetative state in the future. Why should we waste such a large sum of money?" Wen Yu's aunt, Wen Xiulan, tried to persuade her.

Wen Yu clenched her fists and remained silent.

Let her give up on her brother's life just like that? How could she explain this to her late parents?

However, the Wen family was still in debt. Where could she borrow 4 million from?

"I know a way to get the money." On the other side of the corridor, her cousin, Li Xinying, walked over with a small bag in her hand.

Wen Yu looked up at her.

Li Xinying was only one year younger than her. When Wen Yu's father was alive, he treated her like his own daughter and even helped to send her to a well-known media university. She was beautiful and articulate.

Wen Xiulan grabbed Li Xinying's wrist and winked. "What idea do you have?"

She lowered her voice in secret. "It's between them siblings! Don't get involved!"

Li Xinying curled her lips, took out a business card from her pocket, and handed it to Wen Yu. "Here, this is a business card that was handed out by someone in our school. You can earn 4 million yuan at one time. Take a look at it. If there is no problem, just contact the phone number above."

She knew that Wen Yu was short of money now, and there were always luxury cars lining up outside her university's gate everyday.

As the saying went, as long as you were willing to open your legs, you can make money.

Li Xinying had never liked Wen Yu. Although she seemed to be helping her cousin, it was almost a humiliation.

"What's the use of shedding tears here? If you have the time, you might as well suck up to some rich people."

With that, Li Xinying glanced at Wen Yu's plain clothes with a little disdain. She curled her lips and swaggered away.

"You wicked girl, where did you get this?" Wen Xiulan hurriedly chased after her and tried to get to the bottom of the matter.

In the corridor of the hospital, only Wen Yu was left. She held the business card in her hand, stared at the requirements on it, and at the phone number below. She pinched the business card with a frown.

The tears in her eyes could not help but drip down and wet the name card.

She didn't want to take this step, but she had no other choice. Even if she couldn't save her brother in the end, she had no regrets. At least she had done her best.

Wen Yu dried her tears and took a deep breath. Then, she dialed the number on the business card.