Lin Hanzhi took it. "Yes. With this, I can have someone transfer the money."
He called Jing Ping, and the matter was soon taken care of on the other end.
When Lin Hanzhi said the money had been transferred and was enough to cover the entire course of treatment, the village man was still dazed. "Th-that's it?"
"If you're worried, you can use my phone to call the doctor and confirm," Lin Hanzhi said. "Don't worry. The hospital will give her the most effective treatment."
Now the village man believed him completely. He immediately tried to kneel and kowtow, but they hurriedly stopped him.
"Don't. If you really want to thank us, make us some of your local specialty noodles. We haven't had lunch yet." Lin Hanzhi suddenly looked at Qi Gu, though his words were directed at the village man.
[Our empress is competing for favor again.]
[Zhizhi really knows exactly how to handle Gugu. Has him completely under his thumb.]
[Poor Gugu, being played right into Zhizhi's hands.]
Qi Gu: ?
How had Lin Hanzhi known he wanted to try the local specialty noodles? Mind reading?
The village man hurried off at that. Before long, his wife returned home after spending the entire morning being turned down, exhausted, numb, and lightheaded. She found a houseful of strangers, but her husband was nowhere to be seen.
Of course, such a well-dressed group couldn't possibly want anything from their home, which even thieves would turn their noses up at. Puzzled, she asked, "Who are you?"
Hearing her voice, the village man hurriedly called from the stove, "These are our family's great benefactors, dear!"
After listening to his account of what had happened, his wife felt dizzy, as though a windfall had landed right in her lap. "They really paid for