Meng Yan slapped the table and stood up, looking very excited.
Duo'er was diagnosed with leukemia a year ago and has already sold the house.
But the cost of treating leukemia is like burning paper. Within two months, the money for selling the house has bottomed out again.
"Mr. Meng, please sit down." The doctor raised his hand impatiently and motioned for Meng Yan to sit down.
As a doctor, he has seen too many tragedies in which the family's savings were wiped out by leukemia and the person died in the end.
Over time, it becomes numb.
"One million is just the most optimistic scenario. If a suitable bone marrow donor cannot be found, the cost will have to increase."
"You'd better think of a way, your daughter's situation can't be delayed any longer!"
Meng Yan's mind went blank, and he slowly sat down following the doctor's instructions.
Now I have trouble even eating.
Where can I find another 1 million?
Meng Yan subconsciously touched his pocket, where there was a ring given by the boss.
It seems that due to Duo'er's illness, this is the only way to go.
Meng Yan secretly made up his mind.
Even if it means going against grandpa's instructions, you must do it for Duo'er.
After leaving the ward, I paid some medical expenses for Duo'er's hospitalization. The balance in the card had bottomed out.
Meng Yan was dejected and prepared to leave the hospital, but was staggered by an oncoming person in a hurry.
"Aren't you looking at the road?" Meng Yan was just about to say a few words, but when he looked up, he realized it was the beggar leader.
At this time, he was holding a stack of white paper. Several pieces of paper fell to the ground due to collision. He hurriedly knelt down to pick them up.
"Brother, why is it you? What are you doing in the hospital?" Meng Yan asked doubtfully, squatting down and helping the beggar leader pick it up.
"This is?" Looking at the words on the paper, Meng Yan was shocked.
These papers are all filled with bone marrow donation medical examination reports.
"We have all heard about your daughter's illness. This is the only thing we beggars can do to help. What if we get lucky?"
The beggar leader smiled sheepishly, which made Meng Yan feel sad.
For every dog-slaughtering person who is righteous, there are many scholars who are unfaithful.
The person who helped him at this critical moment was actually a beggar he met by chance under the overpass.
In the evening, under the overpass.
Meng Yan said with his hands bowed.
"Brother, thanks to your help today, I haven't had time to ask, what's your surname?"
"Brother, you don't have to be so polite. We are all downgraded people in the world. Just call me Zhang Hua."
"By the way, Brother Meng Yan, what are your plans now?"
"Right now, the only way I can take is gambling on stones."
Zhang Hua sighed.
"The stone gambling industry is very deep. I think I was also a hero back then and was a well-known figure in the stone gambling industry."
"It was also because of my gambling that my wife and children were separated, and my family was destroyed."
"Stone gambling is like a stream of muddy water. Brother Meng Yan, please listen to my advice and don't let it flow if you can."
Zhang Hua persuaded him earnestly, his tone full of sincerity.
Meng Yan shook his head.
"The cost of Duo'er's illness is too high, so I have no choice."
After hearing Duo'er, Zhang Hua also fell silent. He turned his head and looked at the nameless river flowing under the bridge hole without saying a word.
He also knows that leukemia costs money faster than it burns money.
There was nothing he could do to persuade Meng Yan to give up.
I couldn't bear to see Duo'er die like this.
"Alas." Zhang Hua sighed quietly.
"Then you promise me to stop after you cure Duo'er's disease, okay?"
Meng Yan nodded.
"By the way, brother, you just said that you were also a famous figure in the stone gambling world back then."
"Then what was your name back then?" Meng Yan felt a little curious in his heart.
Zhang Hua waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all in the past, just treat it as a dream and don't mention it."
"Okay, brother, if you don't want to talk about it, let's just drop the topic." Meng Yan retracted his curiosity bitterly.
"I haven't told anyone else about my stone bet back then. I just treat it as a secret between us. God knows it and the earth knows it. You know it and I know it. How about that? Brother."
Meng Yan nodded.
Zhang Hua patted Meng Yan on the shoulder, stood up and left.
Watching the beggar leader's back fading away, Meng Yan silently took out the imperial ring.
it's time.
Early the next morning, Meng Yan chose to call the number left by Boss Zhang. After contacting Boss Zhang, he was particularly enthusiastic and invited Meng Yan to come to work the next day.
On the first day of work, Boss Zhang brought two people to the store to cut materials.
A man named Wang is on the fat side and others call him Fatty Wang. I heard that his family has a big business in the stone gambling industry, but he himself is a novice.
The other one is a man with dark skin and lean skin, wearing a straw hat and a Rolex. His surname is Xue, and he is also a well-known Shibantou in the nearby area.
He was the one who brought Fatty Wang, a newcomer to the stone gambling industry with a lot of money. This kind of old boss likes it best, and he wants to kill him when he sees it.
"Damn it, this stone is playing tricks on people!"
Fatty Wang sat down on the stone stool in front of the store in frustration, his face full of anger and regret, and he almost started to curse.
Boss Zhang's face was filled with black lines, and he had no choice but to lower his face and apologize.
"Mr. Wang, it's true that I made a mistake..." Boss Zhang apologized profusely.
As a store owner, it was his first time to play with a newbie, and he actually opened a piece of scrap material. When the news spread, everyone knew that he was ruthlessly killing the newbies. Who would come to the store to buy his materials in the future?
"Okay, Boss Zhang, it's not your problem. That material has impressed all my brothers." Mr. Xue is lean and lean, with dark skin and wearing a straw hat. From a distance, he looks like a fishing guy by the river.
, the only thing that can identify his identity is the wealthy gold Rolex on his wrist, which shines golden in the sun.
At this time, a group of green friends had already gathered in front of Boss Zhang's shop. Everyone was discussing the 700,000-yuan piece of emperor's crack.
"The outer surface of the material looks like a treasure just by looking at it, but when I cut it open, it turned out to be a piece of waste."
"The green belt on the waist of the material looked full of green, but when I cut it open, it turned out to be just a layer of skin!"
"The minced meat in this material is even finer than minced meat!"
Meng Yan on the side was indifferent, clapped his hands and prepared to cut another piece of material.