The Whole Family Doesn't Love MeChapter 1 Don't Have Money to Cure You!
"I don't have money to cure you!"
With a snap, the phone call was abruptly ended and the screen of the mobile phone went dark.
I held the phone so tightly that my fingertips turned pale from exertion, and I sat weakly on the floor of the hospital.
I had no tears in my eyes and I just felt cold all over. My mind went blank, only my mother's words kept repeating.
A few days ago, I fainted at my workplace because of continuous overtime. When I woke up in the hospital, I suddenly received a phone call from my mother. She sounded anxious and only said, "It's a matter of life and death. Hurry up and send money." Then she hurriedly hung up the phone.
When I reacted and called again, I couldn't get through.
I was so anxious, afraid that something might happen at home. I hastily put together 70,000 dollars from the money I had saved since I had been working for a year. Worried that it wouldn't be enough, I borrowed another 30,000 dollars from a friend, sending a total of 100,000 dollars to my mother.
I just transferred the money and she immediately received it.
I quickly called to find out what happened at home, but no one answered the phone, and nobody answered my messages.
I forced myself to calm down. I remembered that Uncle's family was very close to our house, so I hurriedly called Uncle, but Uncle told me that nothing had happened at home.
I was not reassured and begged him to go home and take a look.
Although Uncle was impatient, he still agreed to go and have a look.
After confirming that there was really nothing wrong at home, I felt relieved, but I began to wonder why my mom called for so much money.
Soon, I knew the answer.
The next day, I saw my brother posting a property certificate on Instagram, with the caption: 24/Downtown/160 square meters/Fully Paid.
I, who was working overtime at the company, felt my blood rush to my head and blacked out.
When I woke up again, my colleague had already sent me to the hospital.
I thought I had just fainted from anger. Seeing my worried colleague sitting next to the hospital bed, I was very embarrassed and quickly said, "I am fine and can be discharged now."
My colleague, however, rushed to stop me from getting up and hesitated, saying, "Nico, why don't you call your family?"