After the divorce, the genius doctor exposed his identity and became the favorite of thousands of pe

That person was talking about Cui Xiangying.

Cui Xiangying was divorced. She took her daughter with her, while her son was awarded to her ex-husband.

At this moment, she was arguing with her son about medical issues, and suddenly a group of people broke into her home. They were all men, tall and thick, with bare arms in the summer, and they suddenly filled her small home.

Cui Xiangying was timid and lived alone, so she was frightened when she saw this battle.

His son Qiu Guiyong led those people in front of Cui Xiangying, pointed at her and said: "This is my mother, you ask her to pay back the money I owe."

Cui Xiangying: “-——”

Looking at his son is a bit strange, and the stronger feeling is fear, "Guiyong, you--you--how much do you owe them?"

Qiu Guiyong said casually, "Didn't I tell you before, 100 million. Mom, are you my mother? You don't care about what I say at all. It's the same as if I didn't say anything to you."

Judging from his tone, he even felt that 100 million was not much money, and he even complained about Cui Xiangying. "You never care about me, why did you give birth to me?"

Cui Xiangying defended, "I don't care about you. Although you follow your father, all the money I have earned over the years has been subsidized to you."

Qiu Guiyong snorted and said disapprovingly, "Do you know what a mother is? A mother is to raise her child, care about him and be considerate of him in life. Can you call someone a mother if you only give money? That's a cash machine!"

Cui Xiangying was choked by what she said, so she paid silently. Instead of being grateful, her son still blamed her.

Qiu Guiyong said: "Since you can give me money and you are so awesome, well, pay off my debt!"

Cui Xiangying said nervously: "Ah, I don't have that much money." Her life is not rich, and she still owes Renguang Hospital for her medical expenses.

The bald man who came to collect the debt said, "If you don't have money, sell the house." A group of people wandered around to visit this small house.

The houses here were all built in the 90s and 5s. The structure is very old. A bedroom of seven or eight square meters, a kitchen and bathroom across the corridor, the total is less than twenty square meters. Housing prices in Haishi are high, even in old communities. It can also float to more than 100 per square meter, which can be sold for about [-] million.

The debtor estimated that the other people were rummaging around in the house, looking for the real estate certificate.

Cui Xiangying looked worried and scared, but she couldn't stop them alone.

"Why do you owe so much money?" Cui Xiangying tugged on the unfamiliar son's clothes, not asking, just lamenting.

Qiu Guiyong's face was knotted, and he pulled back his clothes impatiently, "Why are you asking so many questions? Will you be able to pay me back if I ask?"

Cui Xiangying was helpless and didn't know what to do. "I can't sell my house. Where will I live if I sell my house?"

Qiu Guiyong said: "Knowing that the house cannot be sold, you followed me to Renguang Hospital to ask for money, but you refused to go."

Cui Xiangying's small body shrank back, "Gui Yong, you are my son, you can't be without conscience. Renguang Hospital saved my life, and I still owe the medical expenses. If my disease cannot be cured, it is mine." My physical problem is because the current medical level cannot solve my problem, not because the doctors at Renguang Hospital are bad."

Qiu Guiyong sneered, "Look, you won't do anything for me, and you still claim that you are my mother. Are you worthy? Give me 100 million to buy out the relationship between our mother and son!"

Cui Xiangying looked at Qiu Guiyong in front of her. The arrogance in his eyebrows was very similar to her ex-husband. "I don't have that much money. I can give you ten thousand first."

"Ten thousand? Are you sending the beggar away?"

Cui Xiangying actually didn't have [-] yuan, so she planned to borrow some from her daughter.

"I really don't."

"Then let's sell the house. Where is the real estate certificate?"

Qiu Guiyong personally went through the boxes and cabinets to find the real estate certificate. The room was not big to begin with, but there were a lot of things piled up, including leftover food and medicine. They were piled messily on the small table. There were even plastic bags saved when buying groceries stuffed in the corner. . Qiu Guiyong swept them all on the floor. The medical records, old photos, and socks in the drawer were dug out, and all the old clothes in the closet were thrown on the floor. Cui Xiangying wanted to stop it, but was stopped by the debtor.

Suddenly there was the smell of paint in the air, and one of the debt collectors was writing on the wall with a paint bucket.

"Pay the debt!"

Write Cui Xiangying's name on the wall, as well as Cui Xiangying's phone number.

The red paint ran down from the bottom of the words, looking like blood.

Suddenly Qiu Guiyong turned over the real estate certificate. Cui Xiangying was shocked. He rushed over desperately and grabbed a corner of the real estate certificate. "Guiyong, the house cannot be sold. If you don't sell the house, you will have no place to go in the future. You can come back to rest and wait for me." If you die, the house will be left to you. If you sell it, what will you do in the future?"

She was still thinking about her son at this time.

Qiu Guiyong tugged at her but didn't move her, "If you don't sell the house, go to Renguang Hospital and ask for money!"

"No, you can't go to Renguang Hospital! If you do this, you will be struck by lightning!" Cui Xiangying still had a bottom line.

Qiu Guiyong felt impatient and slapped Cui Xiangying in the face, finally getting the real estate certificate.

However, when he was leaving, Cui Xiangying rushed up to him again and held his arm tightly, rubbing the blood from his mouth on his arm.

Qiu Guiyong was even more disgusted. When he raised his hand to hit again, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, "Damn, you are very good at it, aren't you? Come on, let's compare!"

In front of him was a well-dressed young man with a noble appearance. He grabbed Qiu Guiyong's wrist with one hand and twisted it hard. Qiu Guiyong was inhaling in pain, while Gu Zhihao raised his other hand, feeling proud. She showed off her biceps to him.

Qiu Guiyong: “-——”

Qiu Guiyong never expected that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly pop up halfway. Most people are afraid of trouble and would not dare to come forward when they see so many debtors crowded here.

What is this young man's background?

He saw a young woman with a beautiful face following behind the young man. Qiu Guiyong's eyes were dazzled. This woman's appearance was so impressive that he became slightly unconscious for a moment.

Her apricot eyes stayed on his face for a second, "Haohao, keep him first."

"Oh." Although Gu Zhihao agreed, he still slapped Qiu Guiyong in the face.

Qiu Guiyong suddenly felt that his cheek was hit by a hammer, his skull cracked, his eyes flashed with stars, and he fell out. He hit his head on the leftover rice that he had just thrown, and hit his head with the leftover rice.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Zhihao hit all the men who came to ask for debts.

Just now he was a rude and arrogant debt collector in front of Cui Xiangying, but now he was like a weakling. Gu Zhihao casually picked him up and threw him out of the room.

Jiang Chuxiang folded his hands to watch Gu Zhihao's performance, but looked at the injured one with concern, "Do you want treatment fees? If you want, go to Qiao Feng Law Firm, they will tell you whether this behavior is considered a burglary, and whether you can ask for it. How much treatment will it cost and how many years in prison will it cost?”

The debtor: "!!!"

Seeing that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction, I quickly ran away.

"Aunt Cui, let's come to see you." Jiang Junyan took out the fruits he bought.

The table had been knocked crooked by debt collectors, and the floor was full of messes. Jiang Junyan didn't know where to put his things, so he had to put them on the bed, which looked okay.