Next to Zhanbing Store, there is a restaurant.
Ye Ran took a deep breath, looked at Zhang Fan opposite, and asked, "What happened?"
"Something happened to my dad."
Zhang Fan lowered his head, his voice hoarse with a bit of confusion and weakness.
"A week ago, my dad and the members of his warrior team encountered a second-level purple paint snake in Limu Wasteland."
"Although he managed to escape, my dad was poisoned by the purple paint snake and fell into a coma. He needs surgery..."
Purple paint snake?
Ye Ran's face was solemn. This is a snake-like beast with extremely poisonous nature.
After being bitten by it, ninety-nine percent of warriors will die on the spot, and only some of the lucky ones will survive.
Even if he survives, he will most likely become a vegetative state.
"Can surgery cure it?" he asked in a low voice.
"There is nearly an 80% chance of being cured, but the surgery fee is not enough."
Zhang Fan raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, staring blankly at Ye Ran.
The whole person seemed dull and dull.
It seems that he is on the verge of collapse, and he can only support himself by becoming numb and less sensitive.
"How much does the surgery cost?" Ye Ran asked.
"three million."
"No wonder."
Ye Ran sighed inwardly and finally understood why Zhang Fan lied to him and said he was going on a trip.
Zhang Fan knew that his family background was average, so he didn't want to involve him and wanted to carry on by himself.
But how can one person handle such a thing?
"How much is the difference?" he asked with a frown.
Zhang Fan whispered: "The house was sold, and everything that could be sold was sold... My father's friends in the warrior team also contributed a lot of money."
"But there is still 600,000 yuan left. The surgery fee will be paid the day after tomorrow. If the surgery fee is not enough, the surgery next week will not be carried out normally..."
"enough."
Ye Ran suddenly said: "Six hundred thousand, that's enough."
Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment.
Ye Ran handed him a bank card and said, "There are 230,000 in this card."
"That sword of yours is worth 200,000, and it's still short of 170,000."
He took a deep breath, and with some reluctance, took out the pair of transparent gloves from himself.
He continued: "I also have a D-class soldier here, which should be sold for around 100,000 yuan."
"In this way, there is still about 70,000 left, 70,000, not much..."
"Brother Ran?"
Zhang Fan stared at him blankly, feeling for the first time that the friend who was inseparable every day was so strange that he had soldiers and 200,000 savings before he knew it.
But it feels extremely familiar.
It's as if the other person hasn't changed from the beginning.
"Brother Ran, thank you~"
His voice was trembling, and there were tears in his eyes.
Ye Ran shook his head, "You should have told me about this earlier instead of carrying it yourself."
"We are called brothers when we share joys and sorrows. Okay, stop saying these disgusting words and hurry up and collect the medical expenses."
The two returned to the war weapon shop.
"How about it? Is it like I said, the price is lower elsewhere?" The burly shop owner smiled.
Ye Ran didn't say much, took out his pair of combat gloves and asked, "How much is this worth?"
The burly shopkeeper looked at him in surprise, then looked at Zhang Fan.
"Okay, you do have a friend worth keeping."
Then, he took the gloves and looked at them.
The burly shopkeeper's eyes lit up at first, but he quickly frowned and said: "The stuff is good, but it has been used too many times and its toughness is very low."
"The most I can give you for this is 120,000 yuan."
"One hundred and twenty thousand, not bad."
Ye Ran was already mentally prepared. There was still a big gap between these gloves and the Blood Shadow Saber.
The two paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other.
The burly shop owner was still regretting, "The material used for these gloves is quite good, but it's a pity that the original owner didn't take good care of them."
"Otherwise, if it is properly maintained, the price will not be lower than the Blood Shadow Saber."
Zhang Fan also sold the Blood Shadow Saber.
Although this sword was his father's favorite warrior, he had saved up money for a long time before he was willing to buy it.
But people are always more important than things.
When the things are gone, you can still think of ways to do it; when the people are gone, there is nothing.
The two walked out of the store.
Ye Ran breathed a sigh of relief, there was still 50,000 left, so there was not much left.
I went to the underground fighting arena and it was only about five matches.
"Brother Ran, I will figure out a solution for the fifty thousand on my own."
Zhang Fan suddenly said.
Ye Ran was startled for a moment, looked at his firm eyes, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, but remember to go back and have a good rest."
"Um."
The two said goodbye.
Zhang Fan's mother is still in the hospital, taking care of his father, so he has to go to the hospital too.
After separation.
Ye Ran returned home with mixed emotions.
Although I returned to before liberation overnight.
The money and soldiers saved are gone, and the time to break through the warriors can only be postponed.
But he has no regrets.
Just like he wants to be a warrior, wants to become stronger, and wants to protect the people around him.
The real value of money is to help people around you.
What really makes him feel complicated is that life is full of changes all the time.
An originally happy family may fall apart at any time due to an accident or change.
Zhang Fan's family is like this, and his family may be like that in the future.
"In the final analysis, I'm still not strong enough."
Ye Ran murmured, only if you are strong enough, can you not be afraid of any changes and accidents and truly protect the people around you.
Just like this time, if he is strong enough, he is a warrior, even a martial artist!
You can easily take out the three million.
How could Zhang Fan hide this from him so as not to implicate him?
"I used to be timid. I was always worried that the 300 combat power of the quasi-warrior realm would be too eye-catching and cause trouble."
"I have always wanted to go to the wilderness, but I was worried that I would die in the wilderness and make my sister-in-law and the others sad..."
Ye Ran whispered to himself, "I worry too much."
"As long as I become strong enough, even if people know that I am a quasi-warrior with 300 combat power, what if someone really gives me trouble for this?"
"Before he gives me any trouble, I can grow to be stronger than any of them!"
"So, from the beginning, I don't need to hide anything!"
Ye Ran suddenly looked up.
A certain shackle in my heart suddenly shattered.
The journey of martial arts is all about bravery and diligence.
Only the weak will look forward and backward and take other things into consideration.
From today on, he will no longer hide it at all, let alone avoid it at all!
this moment.
Although Ye Ran still looks the same as before, there is a kind of absolute confidence in him that is not afraid of anything and can push through everything!
This is the heart of the strong.
It is also an important transformation that must be experienced to become a truly strong person.
