Chapter 146 Love Fund (Additional updates, please subscribe)
Gu Qingning, who had just returned from outside, tasted a few bites of the fried beef noodles brought back by the Yu siblings.
"It tastes really good. Not too greasy, but also very fragrant. It feels like it was cooked by a chef from a star-rated hotel."
“This is the real deliciousness coming from the streets.”
Yu Xiangwan praised him and briefly explained Zhang Bai's situation.
"He's incredibly filial to his mother, yet he's able to put aside his pride and work hard to make street food to earn money for his mother's medical expenses. That's what a real man is."
"Sister Xiang Wan, isn't Zhiming a real man?"
Gu Qingning laughed and joked, then sighed, "This is what life forces us to do. We have to bow to reality for a few dollars."
"I had the same experience tonight."
"Your eldest nephew and Zhu Jun waited for over two hours before getting a chance to speak with the real owner, but they sent us away in less than three minutes."
Gu Qingning said angrily again: "If it were in the past, if the other party dared to be late for three minutes, I would have slammed the table and walked out."
"How can it be like the servility you feel now?"
Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Now you need help from others and strive for cooperation, so you have no choice but to lower your posture."
"Just make some name for yourself."
Gu Qingning hummed and said, "I've finally gotten a basic understanding of how hard it is to start a business. I can't continue to be a lazy bum."
After a pause, she suddenly asked, "Zhiming, that Zhang Bai works so hard to set up a stall to earn money for medical expenses. Can't your hospital reduce some of his mother's expenses?"
Yu Zhiming shook his head and said, "His mother is now receiving treatment similar to hospice care, which aims to reduce pain and achieve maximum physical comfort."
"This treatment is not necessary. He can give it up and take his mother home."
Gu Qingning let out a soft "oh".
To put it bluntly, end-of-life care means spending money to buy comfort and some time.
For this kind of treatment, if you have money you get treatment, if you don't you get to leave. How can the hospital possibly reduce or waive the fees?
Yu Xiangwan let out a long breath and said, "We still have to work hard to make money, and make a lot of money."
“To achieve financial freedom, you must never let a penny stump you up when it comes to spending money.”
Gu Qingning also shouted, "Sister Xiangwan, let's work together to make your nephew's decoration company bigger and better, and make a lot of money together."
"Yes, grow and become big, make a lot of money..."
Yu Zhiming felt a little funny when he saw these two women who seemed to be full of energy sitting on the sofa and starting to discuss their money-making plans in a serious manner.
He returned to his bedroom, opened his laptop, retrieved the medical records of the 17-year-old handsome boy, and continued his research...
The teenager fainted for the first time at the beginning of the year.
It is said that during a stage performance, he suddenly fainted on the stage in full view of the public.
According to the boy's parents, he has received training in art such as dance and music since he was a child. Because of his outstanding conditions, he often gets opportunities to perform on stage.
But before that, the beautiful boy had never fainted on stage.
They thought that the boy fainted that time because he was too tired from the previous rehearsals and training.
But the subsequent several inexplicable faintings made them realize that there was something wrong with the boy's body.
Fortunately, after fainting, the boy only needed to recover for a few minutes to ten minutes before regaining consciousness and being able to move freely without any adverse sequelae...
"It doesn't make sense that someone who performs on stage so often would experience stress-induced fainting due to the mental strain and pressure."
"Could it be another form of Munchausen syndrome, trying to resist the performance arrangement and pretend to faint?"
Yu Zhiming looked at the records of more than a dozen fainting incidents that followed, three of which occurred during recess at school.
There were two other times when I was out traveling with my classmates.
This made Yu Zhiming deny the speculation that he was resisting the performing life and pretending to faint.
He pretended to faint while playing with his classmates. This was a bit too much and would make him have no friends.
Yu Zhiming paid special attention to one point in the inquiry record.
This beautiful boy, who was only seventeen years old, had his first orgasm when he just turned fifteen.
The boy's first love was the mother of a female classmate he was taking dance lessons with...
This made Yu Zhiming secretly sigh in admiration!
From then on, the young man, who had tasted the sweetness of life and had awakened, had a good life all the time.
This inquiry record also prevented the possibility that the teenager would faint due to the excitement of his fantasy life.
Hey, Yu Zhiming suddenly thought of something. The beautiful boy’s appearance was too outstanding, but his private life was a bit chaotic.
Could it be that he was poisoned out of jealousy or revenge?
But, the poison was just to make the boy faint?
Is it because the person who poisoned the food was too timid?
Or did they just want to ruin his artistic development?
After all, the possibility of a guy who faints from time to time performing on stage again is quite low.
Do a toxic substance check?
Yu Zhiming shook his head again.
Most foreign toxic substances can be metabolized and eliminated from the body in just two or three days!
Yu Zhiming once again reviewed his physical examination of the boy, confirming that he had missed no omissions, not even the slightest physical abnormality...
"It's really a dizzying feeling that makes me feel helpless..."
Suddenly, the door of Yu Zhiming's bedroom was pushed open, and Yu Xiangwan and Gu Qingning walked in together.
"Old Five, Old Five, look quickly..."
"Zhi Ming..."
Following the sound, two mobile phones were delivered to Yu Zhiming almost at the same time.
Yu Zhiming took a closer look and saw that the video playing on the phone screen was Zhang Bai, who was sweating and busy making fried rice.
In front of his simple yet hygienic stall, there are still more than a dozen customers queuing up...
Yu Zhiming blurted out: "He, the internet celebrity live broadcast?"
"no!"
Yu Xiangwan said angrily, "A former company manager resigned to take care of his mother and worked hard at a street stall to earn money for her medical expenses. I was wondering if I could help him."
"I thought of the charity fundraiser, and what else can I raise money for?"
"As a result, I went to the fundraising website and found out that this guy was already raising funds and had uploaded this video."
Gu Qingning added: "We also discovered that this fundraising video for mothers is available on more than one charity website."
Yu Xiangwan said seriously, "Old Five, I suddenly wonder if this guy is putting on a show."
"In order to raise funds for charity, they deliberately set up stalls at night markets to create some eye-catching gimmicks."
Yu Zhiming pondered and said, "This situation cannot be ruled out."
"In the past, there were reports of people setting up fundraising websites, specifically going to hospitals and doing street sweeping to find fundraising partners. After successfully raising funds, they would privately divide the proceeds according to a proportion."
"These negative reports have significantly reduced the willingness of charitable people to donate. It's really hard to raise money these days if we don't come up with something eye-catching."
Yu Xiangwan said indignantly, "Old Five, I've made up my mind and decided to investigate this guy."
"Let's see if he really wants his mother to spend the last moments of her life comfortably, as he said."
"Or, do you have other intentions?"
Gu Qingning asked curiously, "Sister Xiang Wan, how do you plan to investigate this matter?"
Yu Xiangwan hummed, "It couldn't be simpler."
"As the old saying goes, there are no filial sons by the bedside of a long-term patient."
"I just had to observe how that guy took care of his mother."
"When caring for a seriously ill elderly person, whether it's genuine or perfunctory, you can tell at a glance..."
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