Zhuang Zhou wrote down the name, said goodbye to Meng Xuan and returned to the ward.

I happened to see a middle-aged doctor in the ward, who was explaining the precautions for the operation to my father.

Zhuang Zhou stood aside and listened quietly.

After talking for a while, my mother asked about the cost:

"Director Lu, how much does this cost?"

"Well, based on the results of the current examination, a conservative estimate is around 400,000 to 500,000 yuan. Of course, this is assuming everything goes well. If there are any changes to the surgery and the surgical plan needs to be adjusted, the worst-case scenario is estimated to be over 700,000 to 800,000 yuan."

"Huh? That's so many!"

When my mother heard this, her face turned pale.

In order to support their son's college education, the couple has been living frugally and working from dawn to dusk over the years.

But I can't save much money in a year.

Now we have to come up with hundreds of thousands of dollars at once.

This is going to kill me!

"Why don't you pay the fee first? That way we can arrange the first surgery as soon as possible."

After the middle-aged doctor finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

Only then did he realize that there was a young man standing behind him.

"Are you a family member of the patient?"

"right."

Zhuang Zhou nodded and then saw the nameplate on the middle-aged doctor's chest.

Lv Liang, director of the Department of Oncology Surgery.

"Director Lu, right? Please arrange my father's surgery as soon as possible. I'll pay the fee right away. I'll trouble you with the surgery."

"Don't worry about the surgery. I'm a doctor and I will definitely do my best."

Then he walked towards the door.

Suddenly he turned around and looked at Zhuang Zhou and asked:

"By the way, I heard Meng Xuan was your high school classmate?"

Zhuang Zhou was a little confused. Why did he suddenly ask this?

But he still nodded:

"Yes. We are all from Hechuan County No. 1 Middle School."

At this moment, Lu Liang revealed a very kind smile:

"After the operation, shall I transfer your father to a private ward? The conditions there should be better, so it's more convenient for patients to rest."

"ah?"

Zhuang Zhou was stunned. Before he could react, he saw Lu Liang turned around and walked out.

"Xiao Zhou, this is hundreds of thousands of dollars. You just started working, where did you get so much money?"

Zhuang Zhou quickly replied:

"Mom, don't worry, I have 200,000 yuan in my card now."

"Huh? 200,000?"

"Where did you get so much money?"

As Li Xiujuan was speaking, she suddenly thought of something:

"Xiao Zhou, you didn't borrow money from a loan shark, did you?"

"Mom, don't worry, it's not usury. I will never touch that thing. This is my settlement allowance from work."

Zhuang Zhou lied.

"Settlement allowance?"

My mother became anxious when she heard this.

"What kind of job is this? Just give me 200,000 yuan as resettlement allowance."

In Li Xiujuan's opinion, this job must be very dangerous.

The kind that could kill you at any moment.

Otherwise, why would they give such a high resettlement allowance?

Zhuang Zhou smiled faintly and said:

"I'll tell you what I mean. I have to go to the Philippines frequently on business trips. The conditions there are tougher than back home, so naturally the pay is higher."

Zhuang Zhou didn't dare to say too much, and tried to comfort her:

"Don't worry, I will take good care of myself."

My mother wanted to say something, but Zhuang Zhou pulled her aside and said:

"Let's go! Let's go pay the fee first."

…

After paying the fee, Zhuang Zhou bought some daily necessities and food at the hospital’s convenience store.

After carrying it back to the ward, the family had a light meal.

The last time we got together for a meal like this was during Chinese New Year.

While eating, my mother was still nagging Zhuang Zhou:

"Xiao Zhou! Even though we are poor, we cannot steal or rob. We don't covet things that are not ours."

"At work, you need to build good relationships with your bosses and colleagues. My parents aren't well-educated, so they can't help you with work..."

"alright!"

Zhuang Zhou promptly picked up a chicken leg and handed it to his mother's lunch box:

"Mom, don't worry! I do a proper job, you don't have to worry."

Eating.

A nurse came in from the door, glanced at it and said:

"Which one is Zhuang Zhou?"

"I am."

"There's a VIP room available now. Go and complete the formalities, and you can move in tonight."

When my mother heard this, she hurriedly asked:

"Nurse, how much is this single room for a shorty?"

"500."

My mother was surprised and said:

"Hey, didn't I remember when I first got here that this shorty private room was 1500?"

Zhuang Zhou suddenly remembered that Director Lu asked about his relationship with Meng Xuan when he left.

At this time, I had already guessed something.

It seems that I am still influenced by Meng Xuan.

I can only say that this is really a very realistic society.

After staying in the hospital for a night, Li Xiujuan tried her best to persuade her son to go back to work with peace of mind.

But Zhuang Zhou still insisted on waiting until his father finished the operation and heard the doctor say that the first operation was very successful.

The next step is to rest and prepare for the next surgery.

Only then did Zhuang Zhou feel at ease to leave.

However, before leaving, Zhuang Zhou withdrew 10,000 yuan in cash for his mother as a backup and kept 30,000 yuan for himself.

The remaining money was all put into the card and given to my mother.

Zhuang Zhou thought about why he had to keep 30,000.

Next, he plans to use this money as start-up capital.

Start your own time-travel business.

After all, buying supplies and equipment still costs money.

This investment is still necessary.

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