I have a Money Tree in My Backyard [MTL]

Ch 5

Chapter 5 

The hospital is where Zhou Ranxin comes most often.

When she woke up, it was dark, and the familiar smell of disinfectant made her immediately tell where she was.

The light of the corridor could only be seen through the crack in the door, and the window on the right-hand side was curtained, but the passing headlights briefly illuminated the window.

Every time she woke up from an injury, it was such a silent darkness, and all that accompanied her was the smell of the hospital.

Zhou Ranxin felt that his throat was very dry, as if he hadn't drunk water for two or three days, his lips were cracked, and he still had a big bag on his forehead, frowning and his brows hurt.

She sat up, barefoot when she went down to the ground, carefully testing where her shoes were, her toes touching the cold floor, and subconsciously retracting.

In the dark, the slippers that were originally placed under the bed were taken out by an invisible force and placed in the place where Zhou Ranxin had just tested with his feet.

Zhou Ranxin didn't notice anything unusual at all, and with the faint light, he went out to find water to drink.

With a glass of warm water down her throat, she felt alive and finally able to think.

Zhou Ranxin recalled the reason why she was in a coma, she seemed to have strayed into someone else's melee and was knocked unconscious by a stick, the reason why she lay down for so long may be because she was still in the rain, and major and minor illnesses came together.

It's just that when she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear a nice voice, what did that person say?

I can't remember any more.

According to her past experience, after a big bad luck, she can always take a breath, but if the source is not solved, she will still have to be unlucky sooner or later.

The cold wind blew in from the open window next to him, Zhou Ranxin sneezed coldly, rubbed his arms, and was about to go over to close the window.

She saw the half-open window being blown shut by the wind.

"It's really windy today." Zhou Ranxin muttered.

This reminded her of the cash cow in her backyard that was often clanged by the wind, and she hadn't heard it in the past two days, but she was a little unaccustomed to it.

That's right, that golden leaf. Zhou Ranxin remembered the gold leaf that fell when she was changing clothes!

After careful calculations and her own personal experiments, she found that as long as the assets in her hands did not exceed a certain amount, she was just ordinary unlucky, at most she bought instant noodles without seasoning packets, and there were no disposable chopsticks for takeout.

Therefore, on the premise of not hurting her own life, she inherited part of her mother's inheritance, and the rest was temporarily "loaned" to Zhou's father.

In order not to cheapen others, Zhou Ranxin can grasp as much money as she can in her hand, and she will firmly grasp how much money she has, which adds up to a large amount, even if she does not work for the rest of her life, she can ensure that she can live her life in peace, which can be regarded as the back road she left for herself.

However, once the assets exceed this amount, her life may be in danger.

After all the calculations, Zhou Ranxin didn't expect that he would be pitted by the gold leaves blown by the wind.

Now that you think about it, is money or life important?

In the past, she wanted to keep her mother's inheritance, but now that her life is gone, how can she keep the inheritance?

She had to figure out a way to spend the money.

Where there is life, there is hope. She first saved her life, and then tried to think about how to change her constitution so that she could get back what belonged to her!

Zhou Ranxin drank all the water in the cup, turned around and went back to his ward, and before he got closer, he heard the conversation between his cousin and a strange middle-aged man.

"Hey, these days, it's not easy for everyone. The developer had no conscience, and even superstitious Feng Shui masters, saying that the feng shui of the land was not good, and ran away directly with the money, and the final payment of the project has not been made up. The middle-aged man wiped his face vigorously in frustration.

The cousin patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, you don't need to compensate for this matter, and it doesn't matter to your son, he just passed by to take my cousin to the hospital." And my cousin, she hates people talking to her about money the most, and if you compensate her, she may still be anxious with you.