Zhen Luoxia, after sobbing, managed to speak.
"Your brother was swindled when starting a business abroad, and when he sought the money back, he was retaliated against and is now lying in the hospital!"
Upon hearing that Zhan Jiashu was in trouble, Zhan Jialin instantly became worried and anxious.
"How is he now?"
"His friends over there say he's lying in the hospital and is currently in a coma. We need to quickly gather the funds for his surgery!"
"How much does the surgery cost?"
"Foreign currency is worth more, and his injuries are quite severe, so at least ten million is needed. But I only have a bit over two million in hand."
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll cover the rest!"
Once the words left his lips, Zhan Jialin prepared to rush to the bank, but was soon held back by Zhen Luoxia grabbing his arm.
"Jialin, don't leave just yet; there's something else I need to discuss with you. I want to sell off my shares—what do you think?"
