Qin Han hurriedly withdrew the Golden Needles and inserted them into the three major acupoints in front of Old Zhang's chest. Only then did Old Zhang stabilize and stop coughing.
When Old Zhang finally calmed down, he turned to Brother Wang and said, "Brother Wang, my life has come to this, and I can't let my child follow in my footsteps. He's already behind at the starting line; I can't let him lose in the process too."
Brother Wang looked at Old Zhang's pleading face, full of sorrow. He also knew that Xiao Long didn't have much money on him. How much could his tuition fees add up to?
"Old Zhang... This is just the way our life is..." Brother Wang said helplessly, "But if you go on like this, do you know that Xiao Long will carry guilt for the rest of his life?"
Qin Han nodded and said, "That's right. Actually, this is a display of selfishness. You're only thinking about what you can give, but you're not considering the burden that the child will have to bear."
