"As the principal, you've already done so much. We all know about your family's situation, and yet, every month you still take some money from your salary to help students in financial hardship."
Ma Qingshan consoled him, "Old Zhang, you really shouldn't do this. Everyone knows you're a good principal."
Shortly after, the parents of the injured students also arrived. Ma Qingshan informed them of their children's condition.
"Rest assured, there's no danger to their lives."
One of the children's parents clutched a handful of banknotes tightly in their palm, "Village chief, how much did the child's treatment cost? Our family only has just over two hundred left, is it enough?"
The two hundred or so banknotes in his hand were almost drenched in sweat. Families like this were not uncommon in Gongyaozi Village, many were similar. With no savings at all, they could only pray for peace all year round. If any major illness requiring money struck, they could only await death.
