Zhou Mo felt something bad in his heart.

"Mom, you didn't lose your judgment in their flattery and agreed to many of their requests, right?"

This...

Zhou Haoqiang maintained his expression and said, "How could it be? Your mother has been living in society for more than 20 years."

"How can you get dizzy just because of a few flattering words from others, and respond to others' excessive things indiscriminately?"

These words made Zhou Mo breathe a sigh of relief.

Zhou Hao continued: "The situation of one person is indeed a bit tragic and very pitiable."

Zhou Mo couldn't help but pat his forehead.

"Mom, I'm almost mad at you."

"Can you please stop gasping when you speak? Just tell me straight away what you have promised others."

Zhou Hao still wanted to be tougher, but facing his daughter's bright and unyielding eyes, his voice couldn't help but weaken.

"I didn't do anything for her, I just said that I would give her a lot of nice words in front of Dr. Yu."

"Tell me what's going on?" Zhou Mo urged.

Zhou Hao picked up the cup again and took a few sips of water before speaking slowly: "Her husband had bladder cancer before. He said it was better controlled after surgery and there has been no recurrence in four years."

"But a few months ago, I was suddenly diagnosed with cancer metastasis, which had also spread to the liver, bones and other parts of the body."

"She has three children, the youngest is only five years old. Her parents are also there, as well as her grandma."

"She also said that the news about her husband's cancer metastasis has been hidden from her grandma and the children at home."

"She was crying like a whimper..."

Zhou Hao smiled and said, "She said that Dr. Yu has invented a new method for treating late-stage cancer, which has a high chance of curing cancer."

"Momo, is this true? Why do I feel that this matter is a bit unreliable?"

"Can late-stage cancer be cured?"

Zhou Mo said in a deep voice: "Doctor Yu is indeed testing a treatment method for advanced cancer. However, the conditions are harsh and the cost of treatment is quite high, at least two to three million."

Zhou Hao said hurriedly: "She said, money is not an issue."

Zhou Mo hummed and said: "This is not a question of money, it is that the treatment quota is very limited and very precious."

"Mom, let me tell you."

"In order to make money to wipe his precious son's butt, Director Qi has to apply for a treatment quota from Dr. Yu..."
Chapter completed!