
After My Best Friend Contracted Uremia
Chapter 2
"Queenie, I'm just sick. Why are you cursing me to die?"
"I really misjudged you. I sincerely thought of you as my best friend, but I didn't expect you to curse me to death!"
"I don't want to live anymore. If you don't lend me money, what's the point of me getting treatment? Just let me die!"
Wendy started showing off her amazing skills again, but I remained indifferent.
In our past life, whenever we had an argument, regardless of she was right or wrong, as long as she cried, I would soften my heart and do whatever she said.
However, after experiencing the previous life, I no longer believed her nonsense.
"Fine! Then go die! Before you die, pay back the money you owe me!"
Long before that, Wendy had repeatedly borrowed money from me.
In the past, I was soft-hearted and didn't want to make a fuss, but now it was different.
I calmly exposed her little tricks and walked away.
However, I received a call from her husband that night.
"Queenie Thomas! How can you be so heartless! You didn't even try to save Wendy! Aren't you her best friend? What's the big deal about lending some money? It's just a piece of cake for you!"
"Wendy has been sad all day and couldn't eat. I advise you to give us the money as soon as you finish making trouble. What do you need so much money for? Why don't you lend money to us for treatment?"
I laughed when I heard it.
Who gave them the courage to say this so confidently?
How ridiculous!
From his tone, those who didn't know would think that I wanted to borrow money from them!
I hung up the phone without being polite and posted a show-off picture on my Moments.
[I'm twenty-five years old, and thank my parents for providing me a great life.]
As soon as I posted it, Wendy liked it and commented below.
"Queenie, would you rather buy a bag worth 20 thousand than lend me money for treatment?"
"I'm dying. Can you please save me?"
Am I your mother?
What responsibility and obligation do I have to help you?
Wendy and I had many mutual friends, and when she made this comment, other friends asked her one after another.
She even posted a Moments saying that she had been diagnosed with uremia, and if she didn't have money, she wouldn't live long. Instantly, friends softened their hearts and gave her money.
Perhaps those people gave her confidence, so she actually mentioned me publicly, asking why I, as her best friend, didn't show any support!
Support?
I sneered and replied to her Moments.
"If you're dying, go see a doctor."
Then I transferred one penny to her.
"A little money means a lot of friendship. I believe you will definitely overcome the disease!"