Chapter 890

Zhou Beishen didn't know if it was because of love and hatred, and he didn't even know if Mingmei was instigating it behind the scenes. Anyway, he handed over all the clues he found to the old man and let him handle it by himself.

After all, everyone in Zhou's old house can be bought, so do people living in Zhou's old house still have any sense of security?

Anyway, if it was Zhou Beishen, he would feel insecure.

In fact, when the old man of the Zhou family knew that someone in the old house had been bought, he had the same thoughts as Zhou Beishen. If the people bought by the Ming family tried to tamper with his food and drink, he would die countless times.

Therefore, before Zhou Beishen came to see Jiang Wan, he heard that the old house had started a large-scale investigation, and this time there was a high probability that many people would be driven away.

As for Zhou Xinjue's death...

Judging from the current situation, it is natural that it can only be counted on the head of the Ming family. Whoever makes them appear at this time does not count on them.

"No wonder you are free to ask me out for coffee today." Jiang Wan lamented that Zhou Beishen is not only capable but also lucky sometimes.

If the Ming family didn't take action, Zhou Beishen really couldn't find anyone to blame.

"I want to ask you out every day, but I'm afraid you'll find me annoying." He didn't want to ask Jiang Wan when he was free today, but he thought about it every day, just because he was afraid that the other party would find him annoying.

Jiang Wan coughed dryly. This kind of nasty words was somewhat embarrassing.

Zhou Bei smiled lightly, seeing her embarrassment, "What about you? What happened to you?"

When mentioning the hospital, Jiang Wan naturally sighed.

But she didn't hide it any more, and told Zhou Beishen what she had encountered today. In fact, she didn't think that the other party could really help her solve it. She mainly wanted to find someone to talk to and relieve the depression in her heart.

However, after Zhou Beishen finished listening, he felt a little helpless, "Is that all?"

"Well, it might just be a trivial matter to you." Jiang Wan pursed her lips. Unlike Zhou Beishen's daily transactions that can easily cost tens of millions or hundreds of millions, the things she encounters in the hospital every day are indeed trivial matters.

In addition to those who have no money like this, there are all kinds of trivial matters. Anyway, if she is really asked to talk, she can talk for three days and three nights.

"That's not what I meant." Seeing that Jiang Wan had misunderstood his words, Zhou Bei hurriedly explained, "I mean, this kind of thing is easy to solve."

"Huh? How to solve it?" Jiang Wan asked hurriedly, a little surprised.

"Actually, it's not very unusual. Many large companies have foundations for this kind of patients. They invest part of their money in charity every year, but the direction of charity is different."

"I can set up a charitable fund dedicated to patients with difficult family situations who urgently need surgery fees, and the surgery fees they need can be paid from this fund."

After Jiang Wan heard it, she felt that it made sense, and then sighed that she really didn't have any talent in this area. She only thought of contributing money by herself, and never thought of setting up a charity fund to help more people.

However, she is also worried: "Is this really feasible? The money invested will not be less and less, and will not be able to make ends meet in the end?"

What she wants is something that can be implemented in the long run, not just helping a small number of people.

"Don't worry, the money in this kind of fund will not decrease. There will be people who are responsible for managing it. The principal inside will be used for investment. In most cases, the interest alone is enough to cover the daily expenses of the fund."

After all, they mainly target poor families, and they must be those who are in urgent need of surgery fees. There are certain review requirements, and it is not that all comers are rejected.