Yang Bo inquired about the cost of liver cancer treatment. The first year would cost 500,000 yuan, and the second year would cost 350,000 yuan. This means that to cure his father's illness, he would need a total of 850,000 yuan. For him, this is an astronomical sum!,Yang Bo suddenly heard a voice from the roadside. He turned his head to look and saw an old man, ragged and leaning against the steps, his forehead covered in sweat!,"Little brother, just take it!" The old beggar held a plate of fried rice in one hand and a glass bead in the other, handing it to Yang Bo. "I found this by chance, and no one wants it anyway. It's better to give it to you, this kind young man!"。