Xu Yingnan waved his hand and said: "Lao Gao, I don't want to hear what you say. Song Ziyu saved my life. I don't want the organization to get entangled with him. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course I understand what you mean... Don't be nervous. I just asked Xie Jian, a fool, to help me go back to the headquarters archives to look through the files recording old events. Doesn't this count as leaking any secrets?"

After hearing this explanation, Xu Yingnan finally stopped entangled.

But Gao Lao still couldn't help but ask: "So where did this young guy come from? Could it be that there are other powerful countries that we don't have in the screenshots?"

Xu Yingnan remained silent because he had no answer.

…

The preparations for the Longshan Chamber of Commerce have finally completed the most important task - the division of equity.

After a lot of effort, the tripartite agreement was implemented, all details were coordinated and supplemented, and the settlement became an unprecedented monolith.

The establishment of the Chamber of Commerce is finalized, and the next step is to distribute invitations and invite high-level representatives from other settlements to witness this great moment on an auspicious day.

During this period, Song Ziyu seized the time to transport supplies, transporting flour, cooking oil, soybeans, salt and sugar in large quantities into the settlement, and then sold them to the Longshan Chamber of Commerce at a high price.

The cost price of this transaction was set by Song Ziyu. He didn't care what price the chamber of commerce used to sell it. He only had one requirement, that is, the material delivery must be gold.

Say important things three times, gold, gold, or fucking gold.

So in just a few days, Song Ziyu obtained more than one kilogram of gold from the Longshan Chamber of Commerce.

Song Ziyu brought this gold back to the civilized world and resold it to Fatty Wang, making a one-time profit of more than 400,000 yuan. The price Song Ziyu paid was only basic daily necessities of less than 2,000 yuan.

This business is simply great!

What limits Song Ziyu's fortune now is that he has fewer hands and cannot carry more things.

"Brother, you are awesome. With so much gold, are you afraid that you are going to open a gold mine somewhere? How about you bring your brother to make a fortune together?"

This back-and-forth PY transaction made Fatty Wang and Song Ziyu become familiar, and they were licking their faces to learn about the source of Song Ziyu's gold.

However, Song Ziyu is much more sophisticated than when he first traded. Fatty Wang didn't accept this trick at all. When he was annoyed by the questions, he just pretended to be mysterious and told Fatty Wang that it is illegal to open a gold mine privately in China. Fatty Brother, you

The club hasn’t had enough fun, it’s really that it’s overthinking.

As for the source of gold, hey, you can just guess it yourself.

A huge sum of 400,000 yuan went into his pocket in the form of cash. Looking at the pocket full of money, Song Ziyu felt extremely happy and satisfied.

It's mid-August, a little over a month has passed since Song Ziyu traveled through time for the first time.

Over the past month, Song Ziyu's life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Whether it is experience, character or his own wallet, Song Ziyu has made great progress.

But before Song Ziyu could save money, he encountered a real big event.

…

On this day, Song Ziyu, who was busy with everything in the Longshan settlement, dragged his tired body back to his rented apartment in the civilized world, took a simple bath, and prepared to go to the Magic Finger Club to find a technician for a massage to relax in the evening.

Because of his increasingly strong financial resources, Song Ziyu has moved out of the rental house and is near Han'an Commercial CBD.

rented an apartment.

The apartment has one bedroom and one living room, fully furnished with balcony, separate bathroom and kitchen, and is exquisite in every aspect.

Most of the people who live here are young elite petty bourgeoisie who work in the commercial center of Han'an City, or are small Internet celebrities who sell goods.

Song Ziyu walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower, then turned on her phone and saw a lot of messages.

Song Ziyu realized that something might have happened, so he opened the message and read it carefully.

The information was sent by the Han'an First People's Hospital and my mother's attending physician respectively, as well as the information from the patient group waiting for kidney disease. All the information was put together, and I urgently told myself one thing: with my mother.

A successfully matched nephrogen appeared.

Song Ziyu was instantly enveloped in joy.

My mother has been suffering from uremia for many years and has to go to the hospital for dialysis every week. She suffers from pain and cannot get relief.

Anyone with a little bit of medical knowledge knows that the original kidney match is an extremely troublesome matter.

Kidney transplantation is generally an operation that can only be performed between immediate relatives, because kidney transplantation by non-immediate relatives will generally cause rejection and cannot be used. If the transplant is forced, not only cannot the patient be saved, but it may also kill...

Without the help of immediate family members, the only thing a uremic patient can do is to wait for a kidney!

Only with a very small probability can a patient find a successfully matched nephrogen who is not an immediate relative.

Whenever this happens, it can be said to be a blessing that comes from practicing good deeds and virtues.

Ever since his mother became ill, Song Ziyu has never stopped inquiring about information about Shen Yuan, because he knows very well that this is the only way to keep his mother alive.

This long waiting process is a torture.

There are people in the patient group who have been waiting for ten years and have not seen a successful kidney match for them until their death.

Over time, the uncertain possibility becomes the only hope for survival for most patients.

Song Ziyu knew that the appearance of Shenyuan this time was God's favor to his mother, it was her mother's weight against fate, and it was extremely important to her.

Without any hesitation, Song Ziyu immediately called back the attending doctor who was in charge of the medical records.

The doctor on the other side of the phone was very rude and asked Song Ziyu why he was only answering now.

Song Ziyu patiently explained that she was too busy and forgot to check her phone, and she managed to calm the doctor's anger with some hard words.

In the end, the doctor clearly told him that the kidney disease waits for no one, and the operation must be done as soon as possible. It is really sad for the patient that the family members are so unconcerned.

After hanging up the doctor's phone, Song Ziyu wiped the saliva from her face and called Han'an Hospital to make an appointment for surgery.

This is the only chance for my mother to survive, and I must seize it!

After completing the phone appointment, the hospital informed me to come to the hospital the next day with medical records and patient treatment.

Early the next morning, Song Ziyu took her mother's medical records to the director's office of Han'an First Hospital for in-depth consultation on the surgery.

The dean was very busy and had no time to deal with this matter, but he told him thoughtfully that he would go to the nephrology department to find relevant doctors.

Students can understand the situation.

Song Ziyu asked and searched, and finally came to the office of a professional doctor in charge of surgery in the nephrology department.

We were waiting in line for an appointment, and the door of the office was full of people, all of whom were seeking help from the hospital.

"Doctor, please do your best and help me."

An elderly lady wearing a blue cloth knelt down at the door of the office and kowtowed repeatedly.

The person in charge in a white coat came out, looked down at the old man and said, "I'm sorry, this surgery is very expensive. If you don't have the money for your family's situation, our hospital will not agree to the surgery."

The old lady burst into tears after hearing this. Next to her, a young man who looked like an honest farmer was at a loss.

"Hurry back and raise money. Don't cry here. Crying will not solve the problem, but will waste the patient's life." The white coat's tone was indifferent, and there was no sympathy at all.

"What if I can't raise the money?" the son asked timidly.

"If you can't raise the money, just prepare for the funeral." The white coat responded coldly.

"Doctor, okay...wuwuwu..." The old lady was extremely excited when she heard the words "dealing with funeral affairs".

The man in the white coat sneered: "I'm sorry, the hospital is not a charity. If you don't have money, you have to find a way. If you can't raise the money, there's nothing you can do to help."

The old woman was helped up by her son and staggered out of the hospital while crying.

Seeing this scene, the patient's family members at the entrance of the hospital all expressed their sadness more or less.

The man in the white coat sneered and said: "It's so stupid to come to see a doctor when you don't have money... Next one."

Then Song Ziyu heard a white coat shouting: "Are Su Quan's family members here?"

Song Ziyu stood up and walked into the office carrying her mother's medical record bag.

There is a huge desk in the office, and behind the desk sits a middle-aged doctor with an extraordinary bearing.

Not far from the desk, a handsome young nurse was lying on the computer desk writing furiously. She didn't know whether she was writing a medical record or something else.

The young man in the white coat must be the assistant of the middle-aged doctor. He looked domineering at the door. After entering the office, he seemed to be a different person. He suddenly became cautious and cautious.

"This is the nephrology research expert in our hospital..." When the young doctor was about to give Song Ziyu some knowledge about the lengthy title of the middle-aged doctor in front of him, the middle-aged doctor interrupted him without politeness.

"My surname is Hua, you can call me Doctor Hua." The middle-aged doctor said to Song Ziyu.

"Hello, Doctor Hua." Song Ziyu nodded.

"Have you brought your medical records?" Dr. Hua asked.

Song Ziyu presented information.

Doctor Hua briefly looked at the medical records, diagnosis reports and other information, and then said: "Your mother's illness has always been treated by our hospital, so we have some understanding of the situation, and the current situation is relatively clear, that is, our hospital is very

You were lucky enough to receive a kidney, and all indicators show that your mother fully meets the criteria for kidney transplantation."

Hearing this, Song Ziyu was overjoyed: "Thank you very much, doctor."

Dr. Hua waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me in a hurry. Although we have a kidney source, there are still many problems. The biggest problem is how to solve the high surgical fees."

"Operation

The cost is not an issue, I'll pay for it!" Song Ziyu took care of everything.
To be continued...