Once they left the Jing Family's house, Kong Xianglin, the second son of the Kong Family, said, "A medical visit costs five hundred each time? Aren't we getting a huge bargain? The acupuncture must cost five hundred per session based on the number of needles used. My goodness, wouldn't just the acupuncture alone cost two thousand yuan?"
Kong Cunlai didn't make a sound either; his heart was also feeling mixed. With so much money, even if he went to his work unit to get reimbursed now, he feared they wouldn't believe him, and the expenses would have to be covered by the family.
Once he figured it out, he added, "Two thousand yuan to save your brother's life is worth it. After all, we haven't spent any less money at the hospital and still, the illness hasn't been cured.
Okay, let's head back. In a few days, I and Xiangrui will make a trip to their work unit to see if we can get reimbursed for some of it, since we don't have any formal receipts."