Am I a crispy college student? The whole internet says that I'm hard to kill!-Chapter 589 - 588 Too Shameless

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"Actually, it originally needed a million, but since your family's situation is so bad, and your child still needs money, why don't you just lend me twenty thousand?"

Wu Bin shook his head regretfully and said to his relative, who stared wide-eyed in disbelief,

"A million? You need a million for treatment!"

Besides, Wu Bin needs a million for treatment, but now he's only asking to borrow twenty thousand. Anyone can see the huge gap here.

Does Wu Bin think he's stupid? Trying to fool him!

Even an idiot knows that one or two thousand is just a drop in the bucket in this situation.

And he does have one or two thousand. But if he gives this money to Wu Bin, what if Wu Bin doesn't pay him back?

Now he's speaking nicely, but isn't it just trying to get money from him?

Thinking about this, the relative's face turned green. He stared at Wu Bin, stammering, unable to respond, while Wu Bin raised an eyebrow and looked at the person opposite him.

"What's the matter? Do you still have something to say? You can't possibly think I'm asking for too little and plan to lend me more, right?"

Wu Bin thought about this, his face full of surprise, and he immediately reached out and patted his relative's shoulder.

"I've always known you could do it. I knew you were a true relative, and you'd definitely not abandon me. It seems you're really a good person. Thank you."

After speaking, Wu Bin extended his hand, staring straight at his relative.

The relative, sweating profusely, wiped his forehead, at a loss for how to respond to Wu Bin.

Zhu Ling watched from the side, trying to hold back her laughter, struggling to keep her expression under control.

If the relative knew Wu Bin was doing it on purpose, he'd probably be infuriated to death.

But Wu Bin's also right. His daughter needs money for treatment, so doesn't Wu Bin need money to treat his illness?

If the relative had generously lent Wu Bin twenty thousand, Wu Bin would later help his daughter as well.

But now the relative's actions clearly treat Wu Bin like a sucker. After all, his daughter is sick, if Wu Bin lends him fifty thousand,

And later their family is in real trouble, could Wu Bin still ask the relative to repay the money?

Thinking of this, Zhu Ling shook her head, secretly despising him.

Wu Bin waited sincerely for his relative's reply, but the relative thought for a long time before reluctantly saying,

"Wu Bin, you don't even have twenty thousand now?"

"Besides, a million is an astronomical figure. How can ordinary people afford it?"

"Maybe you shouldn't get treatment after all..."

He advised Wu Bin with a pained expression, pretending to be considering Wu Bin's wellbeing.

But everyone present knew. He was rejecting Wu Bin in a roundabout way, just too embarrassed to say it outright.

Wu Bin stared at his relative with a half-smile, knowing he couldn't get through to him, so he straightforwardly said,

"No, the doctor told me clearly, as long as I can bring in the million, this illness can be cured. He promised me with certainty."

Wu Bin's confident assertion made his relative shake his head and sigh, as if Wu Bin had been duped by the doctor.

Wu Bin changed his tone, "And now we're only short twenty thousand more."

"If you lend me the twenty thousand, I'll have the full million, and my illness will be cured."

He stated his need directly.

Viewers in the comments flooded the screen,

"If it were me, and my relative said they were just twenty thousand short of saving their life, I would definitely give them the money."

"Me too, it's only twenty thousand, it won't kill me."

"Besides, his daughter's illness is fake, saving a life is invaluable, and they're family."

Viewers were confident the relative would agree to Wu Bin's request.

Yet after Wu Bin finished speaking, the relative's face showed irritation and hesitation again.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, addressing Wu Bin directly,

"So you have ninety-eight thousand in savings now. How about this, since your treatment costs a hundred thousand anyway..."

The relative hesitated for a long time before making up his mind to speak to Wu Bin.

"How about you just give me the ninety-eight thousand to treat my daughter?"

"Anyway, you're already so old, my daughter is only in her teens."

He spoke with great sorrow.

After stammering his way through, he began to cry bitterly in front of Wu Bin.

Wu Bin listened expressionlessly, and seeing his relative's behavior, suppressed his disgust.

So this was the relative's solution. Wu Bin could hardly believe his ears.

Zhu Ling also stared at the relative in shock, thinking this guy was shameless beyond belief.

"Did I hear that right? You asked Wu Bin to give his treatment money to your daughter?"

Zhu Ling was both shocked and disgusted.

How could he dare, how could his face be so thick?

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If it were him borrowing money, hearing the other person was ill too, he'd probably want to find a hole to crawl into.

But now his relative wanted to cut off Wu Bin's life directly.

To take someone else's savings for his own use, not even sure if it was for his daughter, how could someone be this shameless.

"Does anyone know where his house is? I want to go give him a good beating."

"Count me in, I want to see if his face is really as thick as a city wall."

"Wu Bin is too pitiful; it's the first time I've seen something like this."

"Not only borrowing money from Wu Bin but also crying?"

The relative cried for a long time, realizing Wu Bin had no intention of relenting, and started thinking of another plan in his mind.

He wiped his eyes with a hint of resolve.

"So you're not planning to help, right? You intend to let your niece die?"

"You've lived so long, why hog your niece's chance at life."

"Since you won't agree, I will kneel to you, is that enough?"

He knelt directly, the thud of his knees hitting the ground clearly audible.

"I'm begging you, can't you soften a bit."

"You still need twenty thousand, my niece only needs fifty thousand, you can save up again."

The relative's face twisted for a moment, then he looked at Wu Bin with hope.

Zhu Ling couldn't believe he was serious, even intending to use such a method to force Wu Bin.

She stepped in front of Wu Bin, pushing the relative,

"Wow, you are so shameless, saying such shameless things at a time like this!"

Zhu Ling had really seen it all; she didn't want to waste words with him anymore.

"You better leave, otherwise we'll take this online and let the netizens judge who's right and who's wrong."

Zhu Ling didn't want to bring up the Internet, but now she had nothing further to say to Wu Bin's relative.

She wanted to resolve the issue directly.