Hank exclaimed and couldn't wait to turn on the TV.
The screen was switched to Channel 3, and a strong man wearing a police uniform stood in front of a pile of swords and boasted. Who else could this man be if he wasn't Hank?
"As the deputy director of this city's laundry detergent bureau, I can proudly say that Albuquerque is the graveyard of laundry detergent trading. Just an hour ago, I personally led a team to crack down on a laundry detergent trade and successfully arrested someone.
They arrested five laundry detergent vendors and confiscated $800,000 in cash on the spot, as well as laundry detergent of equal value..."
In the TV that was turned on, Hank was being interviewed by the TV station. The screen also showed close-ups of the seized washing powder and the knife on the ground from time to time.
Wang Xu looked at the picture with interest, and heard Hank's strange laughter: "Do you know what I did at that time? The place they chose for the transaction was a motel, and I took the guys from the action team with me.
, kicked the door open, and seven or eight people swarmed in. These bastards inside didn’t know what was going on, but I put a gun to their heads... Sir, you are under arrest!"
Hank described it in a eloquent voice, turning his middle finger and index finger into a pistol, and kept aiming back and forth in front of everyone.
Walter stared at the TV blankly, with confusion in his eyes, and subconsciously asked: "Is it so profitable to sell washing powder?"
"Of course, there is no illegal profession that is not profitable, otherwise who would do it?" Hank laughed, then looked at Wang Xu, stretched out his hand and said: "My name is Hank, people in the bureau like to call me laundry
Pink nemesis, I know you very well."
"Me too..."
Wang Xu shook hands with Hank, then looked at Walter who was in a daze and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I wish I had so much money. These damn guys are so rich!" Walter shrugged, reluctantly looked away, and said, "Let me introduce you to the other people. This is my wife Si
Keller, my son White, and my wife's sister Mary, the others are neighbors I invited."
Walter's wife is very beautiful. She looks like she is in her thirties or forties. Not only has time not aged her, but she has gained the charm of a mature woman.
His son White, a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling at Wang Xu and waving to him enthusiastically.
As for her sister Mary, she was a little cold. She looked at Wang Xu a few times and muttered something in a low voice.
Wang Xu vaguely heard that Mary seemed to be saying that people without money would not be able to be friends with rich people for long.
"Nice to meet you, and you, White. Your father said you are a great young man." Wang Xu greeted several people one by one, and finally focused on White.
White has mild cerebral palsy. He can only use a wheelchair and speaks intermittently. He said kindly: "It's nice to see you too. Dear Uncle Wang Xu, I hope you come and play often. That sports car outside is yours."
Yeah, it looks really cool, I wish I could drive it for a while."
The originally lively scene suddenly became a little cold because of White's words.
Because everyone present knows that White will never be able to drive in his life, and he will never be able to get out of his wheelchair.
Seeing everyone's reaction, White was not sad. Instead, he smiled and said: "What's wrong with everyone? I'm just talking. Driving is so dangerous, I won't drive!"
"Yes, White is a strong boy, and he will also be a strong man in the future. Let's drink to him and his new friends!" Seeing the awkward situation, Hank quickly opened the red wine that Wang Xu brought and poured it for everyone.
At one o'clock, he said: "This is good wine, let's drink it!"
"cheers..."
The relationship between Walter's family is very harmonious, especially with Hank acting as the mascot in the middle, the friendly atmosphere is even stronger.
While drinking and eating hot food, everyone chatted about all kinds of things.
At halftime, White brought his own game console and took Wang Xu to play a few racing games. Unfortunately, Wang Xu didn't win even once.
According to Walter, White liked cars very much. He devoted all his free time to this game. It was impossible for ordinary people to beat him.
...night...
"Thank you Walter, your family is very welcoming. It's a wonderful day. I will come to the next party." Wang Xu walked towards his sports car accompanied by Walter.
Walter's face turned slightly red, not knowing whether it was because of drinking or being embarrassed, so he said: "I...vomit!"
Before he finished speaking, Walter's face turned purple and he vomited while holding on to the tree.
Wang Xu looked at his face and realized that this was not a normal vomiting caused by drinking, and asked: "Are you sick?"
"I don't know what's wrong. I keep vomiting during this time and my chest feels very tight. I must have a cold." Walter vomited for a while and smiled reluctantly.
Wang Xu frowned slightly, looked at Walter's appearance, and whispered: "This is not what a cold looks like. Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?"
Walter shook his head and said: "It's okay. I'm very healthy. It's really just a cold. I should be fine in two days... ugh!"
The second time I vomited, it was even worse than the last time.
Wang Xu could conclude that there was definitely something wrong with Walter's health, and it was not a minor problem.
"Do White and the others know about your physical condition?"
"I don't know. I can't tell them that I want to support my family instead of letting them worry about me."
After Walter finished vomiting, he leaned weakly against the tree and whispered: "I'm fine, but my chest is a little tight. It's really tight..."
After saying the last sentence, Walter shook twice and fell to the ground under Wang Xu's gaze.
...
"What's wrong with me? Where is this?"
Opening his eyes again, Walter saw white sheets and Wang Xu sitting on the bed opposite.
Wang Xu held a report in his hand, with a look of hesitation on his face, and said softly: "This is the hospital. You passed out on the roadside. I took you to the hospital."
"You didn't tell White, or Hank, or the others, did you?" Walter sat up quickly, only then realizing that he was wearing a respirator.
"Walter, I didn't tell your family, I just said that you would go out with me. However, your situation is not good. You are in big trouble." Wang Xu said as he handed over the report in his hand.
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Walter took the report and glanced at it, with a look of disbelief on his face, and whispered: "Advanced lung cancer, only six months to live, it is recommended to receive chemotherapy. Oh my God, whose report is this? It's so unfortunate!"
Walter smiled reluctantly, put the report aside, and asked with a smile uglier than crying: "Will you tell me that this is my test result?"
"Yes, you won the lottery. Your lung cancer is in the advanced stage. The doctor recommends that you undergo chemotherapy and take special drugs to suppress the disease. This can give you a few more years to live. However, the cost of chemotherapy and those expensive special drugs will only be covered by medical insurance.
You pay 40%." Wang Xu nodded slightly and looked at his new friend.
Walter covered his face in pain. He couldn't believe this was true, and choked up: "How could this happen? Is it a mistake? My wife has just become pregnant with her second child, and my son also has cerebral palsy. How can I get sick? What if?
If I fall, what should they do? Who will take care of them? My savings are less than $10,000!"
"You need money, lots and lots of money."
"Yeah, I'm gonna make a lot of money, like, like those guys selling laundry detergent."
Listening to Walter's words and looking at his troubled face, Wang Xu smiled deeply, maybe he was going to have a new partner.