It was better to give the money directly to the hospital.
Di Haotian went out to do something, so Tang Bao could only tell Zhang Li.
"I'm going to the orphanage. If Di Haotian comes back first, tell him this."
"Okay."
After Tang Bao arrived at the hospital, he saw the little boy lying on the bed. He was as thin as a twig because of the illness.
His hair was shaved, and he wore a mask on his face. Because he was thin, his eyes looked even bigger and more innocent.
Tang Bao directly handed a card to the director and said, "There's 500,000 yuan here. It should be enough for the surgery, medical fees, and post-treatment treatment."
The director took the card and was so touched that he was almost speechless.
Someone had come to sponsor, and the donation campaign was well done. However, other people would only donate a thousand yuan at most. He was the only one who directly gave 500,000 yuan.
He directly solved all the problems of the expenses.
"Thank you, thank you so much."
"These children should thank you the most. Without you, they would have been homeless. I'm just doing my best. You don't have to be grateful. "
Before Tang Bao walked out of the ward, he glanced at the little boy lying on the bed again and realized that he had been staring at him.
Tang Bao walked forward and said to him, "Don't worry, you will definitely get better."
"Thank you," the little boy said softly.
In the corridor of the ward, Wan Milai looked at Tang Bao curiously and said, "I didn't expect you to be so emotional. I realized that you are different."
"If everything goes smoothly, you naturally can't see a person's nature. Only when you experience great storms and waves can you know what kind of person you are." Tang Bao's eyes were a little blank.
"You donated 500,000 yuan and directly solved all the problems. Does the Young Master know about this? "Wan Milai asked.
Tang Bao looked at her very puzzled and was a little unhappy. "This is my money. Why do I need his permission?"
"But you are husband and wife. Don't you need to tell him?" Wan Milai didn't want there to be any conflict between Tang Bao and Di Haotian.
If Tang Bao did not realize this problem, he could remind her.
"Then do you think he'll ask if I agree to spend money? He spends a lot more money than I do. He can't wait to spend hundreds of thousands for a meal. "Tang Bao resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
Other people could eat hundreds of thousands of yuan for a table full of people, but he ate alone.
If she wasn't raised by diamonds, then what was?
Wan Milai gasped. "Oh my god, I can't imagine the life of a rich person."
"I still find it hard to imagine."
Wan Milai thought that 500,000 yuan was nothing to a Di Haotian who could eat 200,000 yuan per meal, so it should be fine.
From this incident, it could be seen that the gap between the rich and the poor was huge and terrifying.
Money that was negligible to the rich was a sky-high price for a sick poor person.
It made people deeply feel the helplessness of life.
As the two of them were talking, they saw Di Junbai walking out of the office while talking to the doctor.
"He's here too," Wan Milai said.
"His family sponsors this orphanage every year, so it's not strange for him to come here," Tang Bao said.
"If that's the case, does he still need to donate? If you can give 500,000 yuan, can't he? "Wan Milai asked curiously.
Tang Bao also felt a little confused.
Di Junbai was not a stingy person. For such a thing, he would definitely sponsor without hesitation.
But now that the little boy was in urgent need of money, why didn't he sponsor him?
Di Junbai, who had finished talking to the doctor and walked over, saw Tang Bao at a glance. Then, he smiled and walked over.
"You saw the news too?" Di Junbai asked.
"Yes, I saw it, so I came to donate," Tang Bao said.
Di Junbai suddenly had a bad feeling and asked hurriedly, "How much did you donate?"
Tang Bao was a little embarrassed, but Wan Milai answered for him first, "500,000 yuan."
"Why did you donate so much? No, I'll get the money back for you. "Di Junbai turned and walked away.
Tang Bao immediately pulled him back. "Why do you want to get the money back? If the money is donated, he can be treated immediately! "
Di Junbai said to her, "This is not only a donation, but also a charity event. I just want to awaken everyone's love and make a contribution to society. "
"What if those people's love comes too late and delays the treatment?" Tang Bao said, pouting.
Di Junbai could not help but smile gently. "Now, even if the money is enough, if there is no matching bone marrow transplant, we still have to wait. So, this is not only a donation of money, but also a donation of bone marrow. "
"Ah …" Tang Bao's face immediately turned red. She looked at Wan Milai, who was also uncomfortable, and said, "So this is needed. I don't know much about this …"
The two of them could not help but feel guilty.
Just now, they were wondering why Di Junbai did not donate the money directly but used this method.
It turned out that Di Junbai was the one who had put in a lot of effort.
"You haven't come into contact with this, so it's normal that you don't know. There are many people with this kind of case in our country every year. For the average family, money is a problem, and bone marrow is even more of a problem. The longer the bone marrow search, the more money will be given. Donating in this way is also giving other patients hope. "
Tang Bao felt ashamed when she heard this, and she could not help but smile.
Di Junbai was still the Di Junbai she knew, always gentle and kind.
In a joking way, it was not wrong for her to like this person in the past.
It was just that such a gentle and kind person would not belong to her.
She did not know who was the lucky one.
Tang Bao was not feeling pity, she just felt a little touched.
"Well …" Di Junbai raised his hand and looked at the time. "It's time for dinner. Let's have dinner together."
Tang Bao was a little hesitant and said, "It's okay, I'm going back later."
Di Junbai turned her head slightly and looked at Wan Milai. "Aren't you going too?"
"Me?" Wan Milai was surprised. Did this mean that she was invited as well?
Tang Bao also thought that Di Junbai only invited her.
"Did you think that I only invited you? Isn't she your friend? Let's have dinner together. Are you still going to refuse? This will make me very sad. "Di Junbai pretended to be very distressed.
Tang Bao could not help but laugh.
Then, the three of them went to eat. In a restaurant not far from the hospital.
After ordering, they waited.
The waiter poured water for them.
"Let me." Di Junbai took the kettle from the waiter and shook it when he was about to pour water for Tang Bao.
"What's the principle behind this?" Wan Milai noticed Di Junbai's actions.
Tang Bao was also curious.
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