Xueluo had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to Xia Family to beg for the money from her aunt.

　　"What? You want a hundred thousand dollars to save a child who has nothing to do with you. You are so kind."

　　Aunt Wen Meijuan did not hold much enthusiasm for Lin Xueluo's kindness, "Don't those kids from the orphanage have a Red Cross? And speaking about those charities, did they really need you to be so carefree!? "

　　"Aunt, Princ.i.p.al Chi has already raised donations, and the hospital has promised to reduce some of the medical fees, but they are still short of a hundred thousand. That child is really sick. He won't be able to wait more than a few days. " Xueluo was moved.

　　Wen Meijuan stroked her bun that was tied up slightly and snorted: "You are not the boss, and do not know how expensive food and salt are. Just based on the living expenses that your uncle gave you, forget about a hundred thousand, even ten thousand yuan is a little tight. "

　　To be honest, donating was originally a type of voluntary act that required a person's self-awareness. Since Aunt was not willing to take it, Xueluo also did not want to make things difficult for her. But Xueluo really couldn't bear to see his aunt deliberately come up with such a c.r.a.ppy excuse.

　　She then said straightforwardly, "Aunt, didn't Butler Mo just give you ten million yuan as a gift the day before yesterday?"

　　How could he say that she couldn't even afford ten thousand? Taking a hundred thousand dollars out of ten million as kindness towards others was also a good deed without limits.