Ye Bin stood there numbly, watching several doctors and nurses busy there, removing various testing instruments from his body, without any unnecessary expression on his face.

He did not notify anyone and took care of the funeral arrangements for Ye Shaoan alone.

They didn't buy him a cemetery and scattered his ashes directly into the river.

All the bad things that person did will disappear with the wind along with his ashes.

After completing all the formalities, he took a set of rental house keys that Ye Shaoan gave him before his death and went to Ye Shaoan's rental house.

The house is small and there is nothing in it, just a single bed and a table.

He found a thick wad of money under the sheets.

Ye Bin counted it, it was about 20,000 yuan.

In the drawer of the desk, there is a prescription pad.

Ye Bin flipped through it casually, and it was full of prescriptions for patients.

Ye Bin looked at the pile of money and had an idea.

Ye Shaoan was a doctor before, and he has been making money by treating patients all these years.

It's just that he is practicing medicine without a license.

Ye Bin called the landlord, checked out, and went out with the 20,000 yuan.

There was also Ye Shaoan's bank card in his pocket, which was found in Ye Shaoan's clothes.

When paying the medical bills, Ye Shaoan told him the bank card password, and Ye Bin went directly to the ATM to check it.

There is thirty thousand yuan in it.

Take it out at once.

I called the local Red Cross directly and donated 50,000 yuan.

When he returned home with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, Jia Hui was the only one at home.

Ye Bin entered the room, hugged her, and without saying a word, he just buried his head on her shoulder quietly.

Jia Hui patted his back and said softly, "You're tired. Go to sleep."

Jia Hui took off his coat and asked him to go to bed.
Chapter completed!