At half past nine in the evening, Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning held hands and wandered back to Building No. 12 of the community.
The two took the elevator to the top floor. As soon as they got out of the elevator, they saw Zhou Mo leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone.
"Going and coming back again, is there something wrong?"
Yu Zhiming asked Zhou Mo, pressed his fingerprint to open the door lock, and then asked: "Why don't you go home and wait? It's not like you don't know the unlocking password."
"That means you came in uninvited. It would be terrible if you saw something you shouldn't have seen."
Zhou Mo laughed and followed the two of them into the living room.
"Dr. Yu, two things."
"First, the well-known artist Jun Xiangdong contacted me and asked you to treat his mother."
"It says it's whatever you want."
Yu Zhiming said mockingly: "Hang Hong is still awesome. He can't afford ten times his income, yet he dares to say that he wants to do whatever he wants."
"Does he think I dare not make excessive demands?"
Qing Ning said with a smile: "This kind of person, who is sought after by capital, doesn't even know how much he weighs."
Yu Zhiming pondered for a moment and said, "Please refuse."
"With his fame and financial strength, it would be easy for his mother to be sent to top foreign medical institutions for treatment, so don't come here to compete with ordinary patients for resources."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but laugh and said: "Few of the people who come to you for medical treatment are truly ordinary."
Yu Zhiming glanced sideways at this guy, "The second thing?"
Zhou Mo replied: "My mother has collected the gold money, and it will be transferred to your bank account tomorrow."
"Sorry for the delay."
After a pause, she added: "My mother said she would transfer five million, and the extra two hundred thousand should be used as her support for Dr. Yu's charity."
Yu Zhiming thanked him and said: "For the extra two hundred thousand, just let Auntie transfer it directly to the fund account. There is no need to transfer it to me."
Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "My mother said that she doesn't care about the false reputation and trusts Dr. Yu in your conduct and conduct."
She suddenly stood up from the sofa, bent her body, stared into Yu Zhiming's eyes, and moved closer in a very oppressive manner.
"Dr. Yu, I found that my mother's attitude towards you has obviously improved a lot recently."
"Besides, donating more than 200,000 yuan at once is not like my mother's style at all."
"She has always been tight on money."
"Dr. Yu, is there something between you and my mother that I don't know about?"
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Yu Zhiming first stretched out his finger and poked Zhou Mo's shoulder, pushing her back to her original seat.
"What secrets can your mother and I keep from you?"
"You are either with me or your mother every day. If we have a secret, can we hide it from you?"
Zhou Mo nodded in agreement and said, "That's true. I'm not that easy to deceive or hide."
Yu Zhiming smiled to himself and said, "It's normal for your mother's attitude towards me to change for the better."
"As time goes by, people's hearts are revealed."
"After such a long time, my aunt must know almost what kind of person I am and what my character is, so naturally she will turn her haters into fans of me."
Zhou Mo nodded again in agreement.
Seeing that Yu Zhiming had convinced this guy, he changed the subject and said: "Through last night's practice, I found that using that billiard ball as a self-defense weapon is too powerful, and it is possible to kill someone if you are not careful.
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"Can you two help think of alternatives?"
Qing Ning blurted out: "Tennis? Golf?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "It's too light and flexible. If I throw it with my hands, I can't hit it too fast. At most, it will cause some pain, and the deterrent effect is seriously insufficient."
"What I need is something that is enough to knock someone unconscious."
Zhou Mo thought for a moment and said, "Dr. Yu, how about those small empty glass beer bottles?"
"If you hit your head hard, it will break into pieces. It's rare to hear of someone being hit in the head with a beer bottle."
Yu Zhiming chuckled softly and said: "The beer bottle is quite powerful."
"It's just that I carry a few empty beer bottles with me every day for self-defense. It's not too serious when I think about it."
Zhou Mo imagined the scene of Yu Zhiming taking out a beer bottle from his briefcase and hitting someone, and felt a little... gratifying.
At this time, Qing Ning said again: "Zhi Ming, you think billiard balls are too heavy, and you think tennis balls and golf balls are too light, then take the lead and we will customize a ball that is neither light nor heavy."
She thought about it and said, "How about making it out of wood? Using wood with a suitable density and turning it into beads the size of billiard balls?"
Yu Zhiming smiled and nodded: "This method is good."
"Just use wood, use jujube wood and locust wood which are cheaper and relatively dense to make large beads."
Zhou Mo took the initiative and suggested: "Leave this job to me."
"I've been looking for someone to use wood of different densities in the past two days to carve out a few large beads. You can test the feel first. Once you decide what kind of wood you want, you can carve out dozens of them for later use."
Yu Zhiming said: "You don't need to have too many cars. Ten or twenty are enough. The opportunities to use them are very few."
Zhou Mo hummed, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Doctor Yu, Qing Ning, my mother likes to drink a glass of red wine before going to bed, saying it relieves fatigue and helps sleep."
"My mother likes the red wine you used at the engagement party. She likes it very much. Hehe..."
Yu Zhiming understood what this guy meant.
Ding Ye and Gu Qingxin brought two boxes of wine, six bottles each of red wine and white wine, both of which were used at their engagement banquet.
Because Yu Zhiming doesn't drink, and no one else drank much tonight, I opened two bottles of red wine and one bottle of white wine.
Zhou Mo spoke, and Yu Zhiming was not a stingy person, so he said: "There are four bottles of red wine left. You can take two bottles back."
"Thank you, Dr. Yu, you are so kind."
Zhou Mo quickly handed over his hat, then looked at Qing Ning and asked with bright eyes: "Your Gu family's wine and that Gu Qingxin can produce so much, you should be even better, right?"
Qing Ning explained: "This red wine produces about a thousand bottles every year, and the white wine produces about two thousand bottles. They are only supplied to the family and are not sold to the outside world."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "My previous contribution to the family was small, so I was not eligible to apply. That is, for major life events such as engagement and marriage, I can apply for a few boxes of wine..."
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At this moment, Gu Qingran walked into the Sculpture Time Bar near Junyi Building and saw Jian Ling dressed in professional clothes and drinking coffee.
He walked over directly and sat down opposite Jian Ling.
"I'm going to the United States tomorrow and will probably stay there for about a week."
"My wife will go too."
Gu Qingran then ordered: "You arrange for two skilled people over there to accompany her as tour guides."
Jian Ling hummed, and then said: "I have some clues about who buys wild ginseng at high prices from Peninsula and Daxiong."
"Who is it?" Gu Qingran asked coldly.
Jian Ling said softly: "The Chu family behind Jingcheng Hospital."
Gu Qingran couldn't help but frown.
The Chu family in Beijing is a well-known traditional Chinese medicine family in the medical field, and now there are also masters of traditional Chinese medicine in charge.
Jingcheng Hospital was developed on the basis of Chu Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. After 40 to 50 years of development, it is now a comprehensive tertiary-level large hospital.
In terms of the comprehensive strength and influence of the hospital, Ning'an Hospital cannot compare to Chu's sincere hospital.
"Have you ever found out why they are buying old wild ginseng?"
Jian Ling replied softly: "The news I investigated is that a powerful decoction is to be developed to enhance the body's vitality."
Gu Qingran chuckled lightly and said, "Isn't it just another way of saying ginseng life-sustaining pills."
Jian Ling reminded: "The Chu family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine and needs a lot of ginseng every year. In terms of ginseng purchase channels, we are not comparable."
"Unless we acquire it at a very high premium."
Gu Qingran tapped her fingers on the table and said in deep thought: "Perhaps, this is the result the other party wants."
He said slowly: "Just because we can't buy ginseng, it doesn't mean that wealthy people with cancer can't buy it."
"The Chu family collects old wild ginseng like this. Are they trying to make enemies of cancer patients across the country?"
Gu Qingran suddenly laughed and said: "Let the news go out and say that all the old wild ginseng has been swept away by the Chu family."
"Patients who want to come to Zhiming for treatment will naturally know where to go to buy ginseng."
Jian Ling nodded and said, "Are the Chu family secretly preparing to poach Dr. Yu in one fell swoop?"
Gu Qingran chuckled and said: "Zhi Ming has taken root in Binhai, and he is the son-in-law of our Gu family. What conditions do they want to poach people?"
Jian Ling thought so too.
Gu Qingran picked up the tea brought by the waiter, took a sip, and asked: "How is your brother's recovery?"
A smile overflowed on Jian Ling's face and she said: "I have recovered quite well and can now walk slowly. The most important thing is that the painful, itchy, scratchy and uncomfortable places on my body are gone, and I can sleep well at night."
Sleep."
"The rehabilitation doctor said that if you exercise for about two more months, you will basically be like ordinary people."
Jian Ling added: "Of course, fighting, running, jumping and other strenuous exercises are still not possible."
She sighed again: "Dr. Yu is really amazing. The prognosis he said has all come true."
Gu Qingran said with pride: "Zhi Ming's understanding of the body is unparalleled, and the medical judgments he makes must be consistent with the objective facts."
At this time, Gu Qingran's cell phone rang.
As soon as he saw the name on the caller ID, he quickly answered the call and said with a smile on his face: "Master Tu, you are always busy, how come you have time to call me?"
"Mr. Gao from Beijing? Which Mr. Gao?"
Gu Qingran listened to a few more prompts and suddenly said: "Dr. Yu Zhiming did give him a physical examination."
"I don't know what specific physical problems he has. I just know that in order to express his gratitude, he generously donated 10 million at the reception reception of Huashan Hospital."
"What happened to him? Did something happen?"
Mr. Tu's voice came from the mobile phone, "He is not doing much, he just rested and recuperated for a while, and he returned to work in full swing not long ago."
"However, in the past few days, there have been rumors..."
"The master of traditional Chinese medicine from the Chu family once said that Mr. Gao has a life-or-death hurdle and there is a high chance that he will not be able to survive the Lantern Festival."
"That one is called the Hand of Yama, and he has made no mistakes in his judgment."
"This time, I was severely slapped in the face."
"This makes me even more curious about your brother-in-law's abilities. Please make arrangements and I'll take my family for a checkup..."
