My grandson Oliver also pulled my arm and urged me impatiently.
"Grandma, please pay quickly, or there will be no more spots..."
Several family members passing by the ward pointed at me and whispered.
"My son is so filial, he gave her 1.8 million for her retirement, but she is reluctant to spend even 100,000 on her grandson. She is too stingy!"
"That's right. She keeps saying she has no money, but she lives in a luxurious ward. She's taking advantage of her son!"
After the nurse came back with the hot water, the look in his eyes when he looked at me became a little strange.
She hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke.
"Auntie, why don't you just give me the money?"
"You are not poor. Why would you make your family unhappy over such a small matter?"
Even after being reborn, I still get so angry that my whole body trembles when I hear these words again.
I know that no matter how much I explain now, it will be useless. Only when the bank statements come out will they shut up.
But all the hospital expenses were clearly paid by Margaret.
I just couldn't get over this, so I pulled out the needle, stood up, and went to get the payment slip to show them.
The second child thought that I was persuaded to give him the Golden Years Fund.
His face lit up with joy and he quickly came over to help me.
But unexpectedly, as soon as I got out of bed, I staggered and passed out.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already evening. I felt dizzy and the nurse was changing the IV bottle for me.
Seeing that I was awake, the second brother immediately became energetic.
"Mom, you finally woke up. I was so scared!"
Then he complained to me,
"If you don't want to pay, just say so. Why bother pretending to faint and scare people?"
I was so angry that I laughed? Was he pretending to be unconscious in order to avoid paying?
What did he think of me? A cash machine that held their filial piety?
But even the ATM had already been emptied by them.
I wanted to refute and fight back, but before I could say anything, I heard hurried footsteps outside the door.
No need to ask, it’s the third child, Noah Miller.
"My second brother is here too?"
He glanced at his second brother, and finally locked his eyes on me.
"Mom, I've found a car that I like, and it has amazing performance, but I'm just short of $80,000. Can you give me some of your retirement fund to help me out? I promise, I'll give you the money as soon as I get my bonus next month!"
As he said this, he was about to come over and search my pockets.
When the second brother heard this, he refused to do it and quickly stopped him.
"Noah, what are you doing? Our mother's money is for Oliver to go abroad, that's the real thing. Will you die if you buy that crappy car later?"
The third brother stuck his neck out and refused to give in.
"What's that? You don't understand, brother. This is called technology!"
"It's important for my nephew to go abroad, but my career is on the rise. How can I maintain my reputation without a nice car? How will my clients view me?"
"Mom, please be fair!"
The second one was also anxious.
"Mom, Oliver is your grandson!"
The third brother rolled his eyes.
"I bought a car for work, otherwise how can I make more money to support my mother?"
The two brothers were arguing with each other. One of them wanted me to pay to send his grandson abroad, and the other wanted to use my Golden Years Fund to buy a car.
Neither of them even cared to ask me,
"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable? When will the surgery be performed?"
This is the top student that I spent all my efforts on and even sold the only small house I and my wife had to support?
If I hadn't been reborn, I wouldn't even dare to believe that all this was true.
At this moment, the nurse suddenly pushed the door open and said anxiously,
"Aunt, something bad has happened. A man who claims to be your eldest son wants to refund the money for your surgery tomorrow."
