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Meng Yu is usually very busy at work. The reason why he went to see Uncle Wu this morning was because he asked for leave in the morning to go to the hospital for a routine review.
After going to the hospital for examination from Uncle Wu's house, the doctor was dumbfounded and Meng Yu was also confused.
The blood clot in his head actually disappeared...
The doctor was puzzled and even suspected that Meng Yu had been cured elsewhere to amuse himself. After repeated checks to confirm that the blood clot had really disappeared, he told Meng Yu to get out and stop causing trouble.
When Meng Yu came out of the hospital feeling dizzy, he couldn't help but think about the "massage" Zuo Han gave him.
Meng Yu often had headaches before, and just last night he woke up from the pain in the middle of the night. But after the massage in the morning, everything seemed to be fine. Meng Yu didn't care at first, but after coming out of the hospital, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
Meng Yu had a short temper and couldn't hide things in his heart. He immediately went to Uncle Wu to ask where Zuo Han came from. But he was in vain as Uncle Wu had no habit of taking his mobile phone out with him. Meng Yu had a bad temper.
Yu searched hard to no avail, so he was so frustrated that he told his father about the matter.
Meng Liansong was a little confused when he heard it and thought it was too mysterious. He quickly called his wife Zhao Shuyun and asked him to take Meng Yu to another hospital for a review.
Zhao Shuyun was a teacher at Weihai No. 1 Middle School. After receiving the call, she quickly asked other teachers to help teach and took Meng Yu to two more hospitals. When she came out of the hospital again, Zhao Shuyun couldn't help but hug Meng Yu and whine.
started to cry.
"Xiaoyu, you are really okay..."
Meng Yu was once a real playboy, and later Meng Liansong forcibly sent him to the army to serve as a soldier. A few years later, when he returned from his job, Meng Yu really turned around like a prodigal son. But what Meng Liansong and his wife did not expect was that this turn back was a bit violent.
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Meng Yu insisted on becoming a criminal policeman and loved to rush forward when encountering problems. He was shot while arresting a fugitive last year. Although he saved his life, he still suffered from headaches. Zhao Shuyun didn't know how many times she cried in secret, but now it seems that Meng Yu is fine.
, the accumulated emotions completely exploded.
"Mom, don't cry. Look, I'm okay." Meng Yu panicked as soon as his mother cried, and quickly interrupted: "I have to ask Zuo Han to thank me. Maybe he really gave me the massage."
"That's right, we have to find that young man quickly and thank him properly." Zhao Shuyun wiped her tears and her mood became more stable.
Unlike Meng Yu, who was half-convinced, Zhao Shuyun was 100% convinced that Zuo Han had cured her son. As a mother, she knew Meng Yu's situation best. She had seen countless serious doctors and quacks. If anyone had cured her son before,
Where can I wait until today?
Moreover, Zhao Shuyun also wanted more than just gratitude.
Although the blood clot has melted away, what if things don't work out smoothly? If there really is such a miracle doctor, no matter how much money I spend, I still have to ask him for a few more massages.
Zhao Shuyun thought about it carefully and asked Meng Yu to stay at Uncle Wu's house to find Zuo Han. Then she called Meng Liansong to explain the situation and suggested: "In the evening, I would like to ask Old Wu and the young man who cured Meng Yu
Let’s have a meal, and you’ll come over when the time comes.”
"I'm afraid that's not possible. I happened to have something happen at night." Meng Liansong hesitated and said, "Besides, there's no telling whether Xiaoyu is the one who cured it. So many experts have looked at it. If massage can cure it...
"
"What do you know!" Zhao Shuyun interrupted Meng Liansong unceremoniously and lectured: "There are many talented people among the people, and experts may not be as reliable as doctors in clinics. Let me tell you, today's matter has a bearing on Xiaoyu's future.
.I will book a room at Jinyue Hotel tonight, you must come over!"
After saying that, Zhao Shuyun hung up the phone.
Meng Liansong smiled bitterly while holding the beeping phone. His wife listened to him in everything, but she was very forceful when it came to her son.
"Jinyue Hotel..." Meng Liansong muttered, called his secretary and asked, "Where is the signing ceremony with New Zealand merchants tonight?"
The secretary replied: "The second floor of Jinyue Hotel."
"What a coincidence." Meng Liansong thought for a moment and then ordered: "Tell them that the ceremony should not be too complicated and keep it as simple as possible..."
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At Zhao Shuyun's request, Meng Yu went to Uncle Wu's house to squat downstairs, but he was destined to be unable to watch for a while. While Meng Yu was still in the hospital, Uncle Wu was already on the way to Qiao'an County.
Uncle Wu's hometown is in Fuyuan Town, Qiao'an County, adjacent to Sanquan Township in Lu County. He Ye and Wang Chunqiu arrived in Fuyuan early to wait. After meeting, they had a simple lunch together and then followed Uncle Wu to visit.
house.
Just as Uncle Wu said to Zuo Han, although it is an old house, it is well maintained. The two large yards are connected to the left and right, and there is a large open space in the backyard. It will be very convenient if you want to expand in the future.
Wang Chunqiu was very satisfied with the house and said that he would accept it even if the rent was better. But Uncle Wu had already been moved by Wang Chunqiu's deeds. Not to mention asking for more rent, he even wanted to give the house to the school for free. The two of them pushed there.
They pushed and shoved and argued endlessly over the rent. But what was different from the normal situation was that the tenants wanted to pay more and the landlord wanted to pay less.
He Ye and Zuo Han couldn't say anything, so they just watched from the side.
"My father really found the right person when he found Principal Wang..." He Ye looked at the two of them and sighed: "The child is still lying in the hospital, but he would rather drive a motorcycle to make money than use the school's funds."
"Yes." Zuo Han also sighed: "I called the hospital and asked, his child has leukemia. If the hospital had not paid for the medicine in advance, the treatment may have been interrupted now."
"Leukemia?!" He Ye was shocked.
Wang Chunqiu never mentioned the child's illness. Even He Ip Man only mentioned it in one word, but he didn't expect it to be this illness.
"We have to help Principal Wang." He Ye bit his lip: "The medical conditions in the county are not good, so the child must be transferred to another hospital."
"Before leaving today, I have already contacted the hospital in the city and paid for the medicine in advance. I can pick up the child from the county in the evening." Zuo Han said: "But this matter must be hidden from Principal Wang, and we can't let him do it for the time being.
Know."
He Ye looked at Zuo Han in surprise: "So you are also a good person."
"You don't think of me as a good person." Zuo Han rolled his eyes and sighed: "But treating leukemia is a bottomless pit, and the money I advanced won't last long."
Leukemia is different from the blood clots in Meng Yu's head. Blood clots are foreign bodies and are not difficult to eliminate. However, leukemia has already touched upon the realm of life. Not to mention Zuo Han's current ability, even if his holy power were doubled, there would be nothing he could do. Zuo Han
If you want to help, you can only resort to modern medical methods.
"Then please help me more." He Ye said matter-of-factly: "You are so rich."
"Where do I have any money?" Zuo Han said with a bitter smile, "I only have a few hundred dollars left with me now."
"You just made it up, I don't believe it." He Ye snorted: "Didn't you donate 1 million US dollars at the last charity reception? Don't tell me it wasn't you who donated it, I'm not stupid!"
Zuo Han grinned, unable to argue. However, he also deeply realized that money is still very much needed in this world.
Sighing, Zuo Han took out his cell phone and walked aside and dialed a number.
After a while, a confused voice came from the other end of the phone, and it was in English.
"Who the hell is that? Don't you know what time it is?"
"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Joey." Zuo Han said, "I'm Zuo Han."
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and then the voice suddenly became louder: "Zuo? My dear Zuo, is that you..."
"It's me." Zuo Han apologized: "Sorry, I forgot about the time difference."
"No, no, it doesn't matter. It's only 3 o'clock in the morning here..." Joey shouted: "Don't talk about it anymore. What do you want from me? Have you changed your mind and cooperated with me?"
"I want to borrow some money from you first." Zuo Han said: "As a thank you, I will give you new gems. Specifically..."
"I'll send you money online..." A squeaking sound came from the other end of the phone, and then Joey's urgent voice came again: "Is it enough to give you another 1 million? I don't have much in my account. Wait.
I'll go apply for a loan when the bank opens in the morning... Damn it, those slackers really should be open 24 hours a day..."
Zuo Han couldn't laugh or cry and said: "I just borrowed some money from you for personal use, I don't need a loan. The 1 million you gave me last time was donated, so I'm a bit tight on money."
"Donate 1 million..." Joey swallowed, added a few more weights to Zuo Han's possible identity, and said decisively: "I will send you 1 million US dollars first, and I will replenish it during the day when the bank opens.
2 million. This is all the property I can use in my account. But you must promise me that the total price of the gems you give me cannot be less than the value of the Luna Star! I still have something to do here, I will go there after it is processed
China meets you."
Joey lied. The money he can use in his books now is more than he said. But it is almost half of his property. He believes that Zuo Han is not a liar, believes that Zuo Han has an amazing background, and believes that Zuo Han can provide
He brings greater profits. Joey is gambling half of his fortune.
Zuo Han probably knew what Joey was thinking, but he didn't care.
Shengli can convert many things, and it is not difficult to turn white paper into banknotes, but that would be too wasteful. Letting Joey be the middleman to help him make money is a mutually beneficial thing.
"By the way, you still don't know that the Luna Star has been switched. Otherwise, we can still make a small profit. What a bunch of stupid guys. If I want to sell diamonds, I have to find an auction company with good reputation...
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Joey continued to ramble.
Zuo Han hesitated for a few more times before reluctantly hanging up Joey's phone.
"What exactly do you do?" He Ye looked at Zuo Han in surprise and said suspiciously, "I've known you for so long, and I've never heard you talk about it..."
He Ye didn't hear exactly what Zuo Han and Joey were talking about, but words like 1 million and 2 million US dollars were still quite harsh.
"Like your father, he explores everywhere." Zuo Han said nonsensically: "Sometimes he finds something valuable and sells it..."
He Ye was half convinced and half doubtful.
He Jinsong would bring some things back when he went out, but they were more or less weird things. Reality is not a movie. There are so many treasures for you to dig. But if it wasn't a windfall, how could Zuo Han get so much money?
Just as he was about to continue to inquire, He Ye's cell phone rang. He picked it up and looked at it, but He Ye hung up without even thinking.