The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 281 Financial Pressure and Physical and Mental Exhaustion

Su Yiyun was carrying the special materials he had finally found, thinking that he had seen the dawn of saving his brother. However, the financial pressure that followed was like a heavy mountain, pressing down on his heart again. Those special materials seemed to have become a heavy burden, making his steps heavy.

After returning home, Su Yiyun looked at the empty courtyard, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. The flowers and plants in the courtyard swayed gently in the breeze, but they could not bring him any comfort. In order to find these materials, he had already spent a huge amount of money, and the family's wealth was also being consumed bit by bit. He knew that there was still the production of surgical tools and the construction of operating rooms, each of which required a large amount of capital investment. Each expense was like a bottomless pit, making him feel desperate.

At night, the moon was high in the sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on Su Yiyun's tired figure. He sat alone in the study, holding an account book in his hand, with a frown on his face. The study was filled with an old atmosphere, and the books on the bookshelf seemed to be telling the glory and difficulties of the family.

"What should I do? There is not much money left, but there are still so many things to do." Su Yiyun murmured to himself. His voice was full of helplessness and anxiety. His fingers gently ran over the numbers in the account book, and those numbers seemed to laugh at his powerlessness.

His heart was filled with anxiety and worry. On the one hand, he was concerned about his brother's illness, and on the other hand, he was worried about the future of his family. If things continued like this, the family might fall into financial difficulties. He didn't dare to imagine what the future of his family would be like, but he knew he couldn't give up.

In order to raise funds, Su Yiyun had to borrow money from everywhere. He went to every bank and wealthy merchant's house in the city, begging for their help in a humble manner. His figure shuttled through the streets like a lonely traveler.

"Please lend me some money, I will pay it back as soon as possible." Su Yiyun's voice was filled with a hint of pleading. His eyes were full of expectation and despair. His clothes were a little worn out, and his face was full of fatigue.

However, most people were hesitant about his request, as it was a huge risk after all. Some even rejected him outright.

"Mr. Su, it's not that I don't want to help you, but the risk is too great. You want too much money, I really don't dare to take the risk." A wealthy businessman said helplessly. His eyes were full of sympathy, but also a little indifferent.

Su Yiyun's heart was filled with despair, but he couldn't give up. He continued to look for people who were willing to help him. His steps were heavy and firm, as if he was fighting against fate.

During this process, Su Yiyun not only faced financial pressure, but also his body and mind were exhausted. The long-term running around and anxiety gradually made his body unable to bear it. His eyes were full of bloodshot, his face was pale, and he looked very haggard. His hair was also a little messy, as if telling of his fatigue.

One day, Su Yiyun was on his way to find funds when he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. He held onto the wall and gasped for air. The stone on the wall was cold and hard, causing his hands to sting.

"I can't fall down, Yifeng is still waiting for me." Su Yiyun kept encouraging himself in his heart. His voice was weak and firm, as if injecting strength into himself.

He dragged his exhausted body forward, and every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His heart was filled with pain and struggle, but he knew that he had no way out. He had to persevere, for his brother and for the whole family.

At the same time, the atmosphere at home was also very heavy. Su Yiyun's parents were filled with heartache when they saw their son working so hard. Their eyes were full of worry and helplessness.

"Yiyun has sacrificed too much for Yifeng." Mrs. Su cried silently. Her voice was full of maternal love and heartache. She held a handkerchief in her hand and gently wiped her tears.

Master Su also sighed: "This is all fate. I hope Yiyun can survive and save Yifeng." His voice was full of helplessness and expectation. His eyes revealed a kind of determination, as if he was cheering for his son.

Under heavy pressure, Su Yiyun's heart almost collapsed. But every time he thought of his brother's frail figure, he cheered up again. He knew that he had to persevere, for his brother and for the whole family. His eyes were full of determination and determination, as if telling himself that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he must not give up.