Chapter 315: Traffic Accident

Mingri Group. In the Presidents Office, Chen Mo looked at the invitation handed to him and fell into silence.

The Extreme Survival offline tournament would enter its finals in three days, and it was being held at Jiangcheng Stadium.

They wanted to invite him to watch the match in person.

Watch the Extreme Survival offline tournament!

Chen Mo muttered in his heart, his brows slightly furrowed.

Watching the match was fine, but the key issue was that this was a game under his company.

Was he supposed to sit in the audience and watch how popular his game was?

Wasn't that just going over there to torture himself?

Chen Mo hesitated for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

After thinking about it, he decided he should go take a look; after all, whether he went or not, Extreme Survival would still be popular.

Since he couldn't resist it, he might as well go and enjoy it.

Maybe while watching, he could think of a way to bring the game's popularity down.

Didn't the invitation say they wanted him to present the award to the winning team after the match?

And also represent Cangxue Games to give a speech.

A speech!

He could certainly make something of that.

With this mindset, Chen Mo smiled faintly, made his decision, and finally put the invitation away.

He took out a notepad and started writing on it; since he had to give a speech, he naturally needed to prepare a script.

He had to write this speech carefully, and then use some clever methods to see if he could discourage some players.

What a great opportunity to discourage players!

However, it had to be subtle; he couldn't be too blatant, and at least he had to keep up appearances.

Chen Mo frowned as he made revisions on his notepad.

After a while, he looked at the content on the notepad and nodded with satisfaction.

That was how he would say it; he didn't know how many players he could discourage, but he would discourage as many as he could.

Buzz!

His phone rang.

Chen Mo picked it up and glanced at it, feeling a bit surprised.

It was actually a call from Yang Xingguo.

After New Year's Day, Yang Xingguo had gone out with the inspection team again, and apart from sending a summary report every week, he had never called him.

Since he was calling him this time, it was obviously for something important.

Thinking of what Yang Xingguo was doing, he didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly answered the phone.

"President Chen, there is an urgent matter here that I would like to ask for your opinion on."

As soon as the call connected, Yang Xingguo's voice came through, his tone somewhat urgent, as if something had really happened.

"Go ahead!"

Listening to Yang Xingguo's tone, Chen Mo's expression became serious.

With a tone like that, it was highly likely that Yang Xingguo had really run into an emergency.

"It's like this, President Chen: we were passing through Xishan City and happened to encounter a car accident. A female high school student is currently undergoing emergency treatment. Her family's situation is not very good, and they cannot come up with the emergency medical fees for the time being. I would like to request that the foundation provide some financial assistance."

"That's fine. You go and negotiate. Whatever amount is needed, I will transfer it through the foundation's account."

Hearing that it was a matter of life and death, Chen Mo did not hesitate at all and agreed immediately. In such matters, time was life and could not be delayed.

However, the foundation's funds were all in the foundation's account, and if Yang Xingguo wanted to use them, he had to have his permission.

It wasn't really his permission, but the system's permission; ever since the foundation was established, he couldn't just use the money in it whenever he wanted.

Only after confirming it was to help people in need or for charity could the money be transferred out.

"By the way, if anyone asks you who provided the money, do not mention any company names."

He suddenly remembered what happened with the coffee shop last time.

If the matter of helping the high school girl was exposed this time, who knew if another wave of people would come for retaliatory consumption? He couldn't afford that.

Therefore, for the sake of caution, he directly reminded Yang Xingguo to keep the matter of the donation hidden.

In this way, he would have helped the girl in need without worrying about the good deed being exposed and causing numerous netizens to come and spend money.

Doing good deeds without seeking recognition—that was true virtue.

"Understood, President Chen."

Xishan City, Xishan Hospital.

Yang Xingguo hung up the phone with a relieved expression. He was a bit surprised that President Chen had agreed to the funding so quickly.

However, this would allow the high school student to receive treatment quickly.

As for President Chen not wanting publicity, perhaps he just wanted to keep a low profile.

He didn't think too much about it, put away his phone, and turned to look at his wife.

"How is that high school student doing now?"

"She is still in the ward, and her family is raising money."

His wife, Zhang Man, spoke quickly. She had just come from there, so she was well aware of the situation.

The high school student was currently receiving simple treatment in the ward, but since the surgery fees hadn't been raised yet, the surgery couldn't be performed.

"President Chen, how is it on that side?"

"I've already communicated with President Chen. We just need to confirm the exact amount required, and then President Chen will transfer the funds."

As Yang Xingguo said this, he walked quickly toward the ward.

Currently, the high school student's mother was still in the ward communicating with the doctor, while the father was outside raising money.

…

"Doctor, I beg you, please let my daughter go into surgery, okay?"

"Don't worry, we will definitely pay the money. Even if I have to work myself to death, I will make up the medical fees."

"Please, just make an exception and perform the surgery on my daughter, okay!"

A middle-aged woman knelt in front of a doctor, begging while crying.

Their family was just an ordinary rural household; how could they possibly come up with hundreds of thousands in medical fees all at once?

But to save their daughter, they would scrape together every penny to pay the medical fees, even if it meant selling everything they owned.

But it would take some time, and she only hoped that her daughter could undergo surgery quickly, and the medical fees could be paid later.

Looking at the middle-aged woman kneeling on the ground, the doctor quickly helped her up and said patiently.

"Don't be anxious. We have already applied to the higher-ups for emergency surgery. Once approved, your daughter will undergo surgery even if the medical fees haven't been fully collected."

"Doctor, but how long will it take to get approved? I'm worried my daughter can't wait that long."

The middle-aged woman's tone was pleading. Her daughter lay unconscious on the hospital bed, and she was truly worried.

She was worried that by the time approval came, her daughter wouldn't be able to hold on.

The doctor's expression stiffened upon hearing the middle-aged woman's words; he didn't know when it would be approved either, but he was only a doctor, even if he was anxious in his heart.

But there was nothing he could do; he had to follow the rules.

However, seeing the middle-aged woman's heartbroken appearance, he still offered comfort.

"Don't worry, it shouldn't take long for it to be approved, and your daughter will be fine."

Even though he didn't know the exact approval time.

Upon hearing the doctor's words, the middle-aged woman's anxious expression eased slightly, and she walked to her daughter's hospital bed, her face full of worry.

Just then, an abnormality occurred with the high school student on the hospital bed; her body began to twitch uncontrollably.

Several doctors rushed forward to check the situation.

"The situation is critical; we need to perform surgery immediately."

After finishing the examination, a doctor said quickly.

At this moment, all the doctors in the ward looked at each other; the approval hadn't come down yet, so how could they perform the surgery?

Hearing this, the high school student's mother, whose expression had just eased, became anxious again.

Thump!

She knelt directly on the floor and begged.

"I beg you, please perform the surgery first, okay? We will pay the medical fees."