medical treatment

At around 6:30 in the evening, Zhou Mo returned to the Yu family in Junshan Prefecture, just in time for dinner.

Zhou Mo sat down at the dining table and said excitedly, "My mother and I went to see the house in Xinglin Hua Ting and it felt great. My mother wanted a big house with a good view, where she could live and also be used as a studio for fashion design and tailoring."

Qing Ning chuckled and said, "The large flat in the community, which costs three or four hundred yuan per unit, was tailor-made for Aunt Zhou."

Zhou Mo chuckled and said, "We really like that large flat with one unit per floor, preferably on the top floor."

"There is just one problem. I am basically the last one to choose a house. I am afraid that by the time I choose a house, the room type and floor I like will be gone."

"Doctor Yu, Qing Ning, can we use the back door?"

Yu Zhiming asked: "A large flat of 300 to 400 square meters has such a high total price. There won't be many people who want or can afford it, right?"

Zhou Mo said, "Doctor Yu, the chief physicians and deputy chief physicians who bought houses in Xinglin Hua Ting are the elites among the elites, and their ability to make money is extraordinary."

"Their salary income is at least two to three million a year. Add in some other income from part-time jobs, and their total income is easily three to five million a year."

"They also enjoy a 68% or 78% discount on home purchases, so they can buy a large flat with six or seven years' income."

Qing Ning smiled and said, "Xinglin Hua Ting has only provided 30% to 40% of its housing stock this time, giving priority to medical workers."

"Even if you don't find anything suitable this time, you can wait for the next batch. Then, you will definitely have priority in selection."

Zhou Mo smiled and said, "That's true. We can wait for the next batch to be selected."

"I have to say, the community is really big. Although the real estate market is going down now, Ning'an Real Estate will definitely make a lot of money this time."

Zhou Mo continued, "My mother told me that many of her clients are asking about the houses in Xinglin Hua Ting and are interested in buying them."

“Some people who don’t have enough funds are even thinking about selling their current homes to buy a house in Xinglin Hua Ting.”

Qing Ning smiled lightly, looked at Yu Zhiming and asked softly, "The houses in Xinglin are so popular. Zhiming, should we buy one or two houses in Xinglin as well? When the children grow up, they will definitely need to live separately."

Yu Zhiming almost choked on this and he quickly drank two sips of soup to wash down the food in his mouth.

"There's no sign of the child yet. Isn't it too early for you to prepare?"

Qing Ning chuckled, "You can be willful if you have a lot of money. In a metropolis like Binhai, the extent to which housing prices can drop is limited. Hoarding some houses can also help to resist inflation."

Yu Zhiming flipped his eyelids out of habit and suddenly heard the sound of the door opening.

Then a loud male voice was heard, "Uncle, aunt, your eldest nephew is back."

A few seconds later, Fu Xiaobo appeared in the restaurant carrying a lot of bags and said with a grin, "Hey, I'm done with my training. Please ask my uncle and aunt to check the results."

Yu Zhiming looked at his nephew, whose skin had become much whiter and whose hair was neatly groomed, and felt that he was not as pleasing to the eye as before.

"He looks a bit greasy and powdered, doesn't he look like a serious person?"

Fu Xiaobo had already sat down at the dining table and said with a wronged look on his face, "Uncle, I had this hairstyle designed by a famous master in Hong Kong Island, and everyone said it looks good."

"Aunt, Sister Momo, what do you think?"

"It looks good, more energetic and stylish than before." Qing Ning quickly gave her evaluation.

Zhou Mo also said it looked good.

Yu Zhiming snorted and asked, "What did you gain from this expensive training?"

Fu Xiaobo put away his playful smile and said seriously: "There is some truth in the saying that it takes three generations to produce a noble. Inner poverty cannot be made up by money, and it cannot be faked, but knowledge can quickly shorten this process."

"Uncle, I will study hard."

Yu Zhiming nodded in satisfaction, and then he heard Fu Xiaobo continue: "During this training, I saw what the real life of wealthy people is like, and I also learned how to identify fake socialites and their many tricks."

"Uncle, I will keep myself clean and will not get involved in any messy things again."

After a pause, Fu Xiaobo said somewhat awkwardly: "Well, I have already made it clear to Cao Yiyi and told her explicitly that there is no possibility anymore." Just then, Yu Zhiming's cell phone rang.

It was a call from medical assistant Jiang Ge...

"Doctor Yu, I have been ordered to report two pieces of news to you. One is that a person in charge of the Joint Logistics Department violated the rules and secretly used the fungus that secretes Ji's amino acids on his family."

"His daughter stole the fungus and sent it abroad."

After a pause, Jiang Ge's businesslike voice continued from the phone, "At present, the head of the joint logistics department and his family have been detained, and serious punishment will be taken after an in-depth investigation."

"The second piece of news is that the pharmaceutical research institute of Kobayashi Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. in Toyama was hit by a fire. The chairman of Kobayashi Corporation died of a heart attack and the general manager also died in a car accident on the way to the research institute."

Yu Zhiming couldn't help but ask: "Is this all an accident?"

Jiang Ge answered the question on the phone irrelevantly: "Doctor Yu, I have been ordered to tell you that our country has passed the stage of suffering in silence and swallowing our anger. It is not too far from the stage of punishing those who offend the mighty Han, no matter how far away they are."

"Doctor Yu, that's all the information I have. I don't know anything else..."

Looking at the phone that had hung up, Yu Zhiming suddenly felt his blood boiling.

He calmed down a bit before returning to the restaurant with his phone. He saw Fu Xiaobo concentrating on eating. He looked very rude and not gentlemanly at all.

Yu Zhiming found it somewhat pleasing to the eye.

"Zhiming, what happened?"

Yu Zhiming said in a confused tone: "Jiang Ge informed me of some news. It is good news, but it needs to be kept confidential."

Zhou Mo speculated, "Is there a breakthrough in the treatment of the infectious virus in Africa? I heard on the news that the mortality rate of patients with the disease has dropped significantly with proper treatment."

Yu Zhiming shook his head.

Fu Xiaobo raised his head and said with a smile: "Uncle, I met the Kung Fu superstar Chen Long at a cocktail party in Hong Kong Island. When he learned that I was your nephew, he was very enthusiastic towards me and told me to contact him if I encountered any problems in Hong Kong Island."

"Other people know about your relationship with me, and they have become much more enthusiastic towards me."

"Uncle, you are also very famous in Hong Kong Island."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "I have treated quite a few patients in Hong Kong Island. They are all quite influential, so it is normal for me to have some fame."

"Hey, did they ask you to seek medical help from me?"

Fu Xiaobo replied: "Of course there are, quite a few, but I didn't accept any of them. There was only one person I didn't reject completely, and I promised to help her talk to you."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said, "Then tell me about the person you couldn't bear to reject completely."

Fu Xiaobo introduced: "She is a woman in her thirties. Six years ago, her husband and son were involved in a traffic accident. Her husband died on the spot, and her son was seriously injured but was rescued."

"Her son has been in a wheelchair for the past few years, but medical examinations show that her son has a chance to stand up."

"But over the past few years, her son has been working very hard on rehabilitation, but his legs are still unable to support his body."

After a pause, Fu Xiaobo continued, "I have met her son. He is only twelve years old. He is not overwhelmed by physical problems. He is a very sunny boy..."

Jiaotong University School of Medicine, a study room.

Zeng Yan, who was reading and studying, was interrupted by the sudden sound of a message alert on her mobile phone.

She checked the messages on her phone and found that it was a picture sent by Xiaoxue, with a youthful and energetic figure in the crowd circled.

Xiaoxue sent another text message, "This is a huge reward for missing someone online, one million. It's said to be love at first sight, but I only had time to take a picture of this person's back."

"I think this person's back looks a lot like you. I'd love it if it was you. I'll go make that million..."

(End of this chapter)