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Chapter Four Hundred and Nine: A Touch of Stone Turns into Gold

Auntie!" At this time, Chengwenge came into the yard and shouted.

"Chengwen Pavilion? Why didn't you go back?"

"Aunt, Huang Han told me that he and his uncle will come to tell you immediately after they go to Shanghai. He is not sick at all and is just pretending!"

"Ah? No, he must be afraid that I will worry, so he specifically asked you to trick me into feeling relieved. He is already like that, and he still thinks so much, wuwu..."

Cheng Wenge, an honest man, was immediately dumbfounded. How could he comfort others? He scratched his head anxiously.

"Auntie, I never lie. Huang Han is really not sick!"

"My child, Huang Han is smart. He asked you to tell him not to let Qian Aiguo's kid come. Even if he is right, I will believe you!"

Ouch! This is not clear at all! Chengwenge broke into a sweat.

"Auntie, he pretended to be sick to trick his father and uncle into going to Shanghai for a physical checkup, because he was worried that his uncle and father were sick!"

Zhang Fangfen knew that Cheng Wenge was an honest child and would not make up such a story. She stopped her sadness and asked, "What did Huang Han tell you?"

Chengwenge told Huang Han exactly what he said to Huang Daowu before leaving, and what he said to himself.

However, Zhang Fangfen's mood did not improve at all, and she seemed to be even more worried. Among the three people who went to Shanghai, one was her only son, one was her husband, and the other was her brother. No matter who was sick, she did not want to see them.

Huang Xin understood and smiled:

"Mom, Huang Han just likes to think wildly. He has always reminded Dad to take good care of his body before, and he didn't allow Dad to fish for more than half a day. This time he simply went too far and tricked Dad into going to Shanghai for a physical check-up.

Dad is in good health, how could he be sick?"

The little girl said: "My uncle is even more powerful. He walked thirty miles just to watch a movie last year! There is no way he is sick!"

"You mean Huang Han might have guessed wrong!"

"Yeah! If he can even guess whether someone is sick, then he's not smarter than everyone else, he's a god! Do you think Huang Han is a god?"

"Gods? Gods don't need to write books. They can make money by flipping electronic watches. How convenient is it to just "turn stone into gold"?"

The little girl said innocently: "What if my brother doesn't learn all the magic skills and can't turn stone into gold?"

Huang Xin said: "Go, go, aren't you being arrogant? How can there be gods in the world? Remember, whoever tells you he is a god must be a liar!"

At this time, Zhang Fangfen was in a better mood. She greeted Cheng Wenge warmly and said, "You probably haven't had dinner! Sit down quickly, Xiaoqian, and ask Xiu'er to bring some dishes."

"Auntie, you're welcome. My parents are still waiting outside. You guys have your meal and I'm going back."

Cheng Wenge is tall and has long legs, and he ran out of the yard in two or three steps.

Zhang Fangfen, who felt better, suddenly felt hungry. She picked up her rice bowl and finished the bowl of rice in a short time.

Five minutes later, Zhang Fangfen, who had tidied herself up meticulously, said:

"Huang Xin, Xiaoqian, I'm going to school. Remember to lock the door and bolt it. I brought the key. When I come back, take the side door."

Huang Xin said: "That's right, mom, study hard and make progress every day, come on!"

Xiaoqian also waved his little fist and said: "Mom, come on!"



There was no traffic jam after the double-cab took to the road, and the average speed was close to 40 kilometers per hour, which was relatively fast in the early 1980s.

Huang Han, his father, and uncle arrived at the gate of the Shanghai Cancer Hospital at around five o'clock in the morning. Trucks can enter the central area of ​​Shanghai before six o'clock in the morning.

Huang Daozhou is now very proficient in driving skills, and he was driving in the first half of the night.

At this time, new drivers are most afraid of crossing the river, because the long downhill and uphill slopes are quite challenging to drive on the barge crossing the river.

There have been several accidents in the past where the driver drove his car over the head while boarding the ship and rushed directly into the Yangtze River.

Facts have proved that Huang Daozhou is brave and careful, and he is still stable when driving on the barge. Huang Han gave a thumbs up to praise him, but it is a pity that Huang Daozhou is too preoccupied to smile.

If it weren't for his son being sick, he would have been showing off happily to Huang Han for at least a quarter of an hour.

Huang Daozhou arranged for Feng Xinhua to deliver goods and collect payments to customers in Shanghai, and told Feng Xinhua not to wait and to go back after he was done.

He doesn't know how many days he will stay in Shanghai yet, but he will keep in touch with the factory. If there is an emergency, the factory can call the phone number of the "Xinfeng" clothing store in Shanghai.

Huang Han stood at the entrance of the hospital, watching the double-cab truck getting further and further away. He snapped his fingers and said to himself: "The first step of the plan is perfect!"

I deceived my uncle and father into possibly the best cancer hospital in the country. What should I do next?

The only way to succeed is to pull one and fight the other. Otherwise, if the two elders deal with Huang Han together, this trip will be in vain.

Huang Daozhou and Zhang Yugen were about to take turns waiting in line to register. It was just before six o'clock, and the time was early. The schedule was clearly posted on the window. They didn't go to work until 7:30, so they could register at that time.

Huang Han said: "Uncle, you take the seat first. My father and I will buy breakfast. I'll replace you later."

"Yes! I know. I didn't expect that the big hospital is so busy. We came so early, and there were more than twenty people in line in front of me!"

"Of course, this should be the best cancer hospital in our country, a place to save lives. All qualified patients across the country will go here!"

Zhang Yugen looked at the already bustling lobby of the outpatient clinic building and sighed: "No wonder you want to come here to see a doctor. This posture makes people feel reassured!"

Huang Han said in his heart: "It's best if you have this view. I will do my best for you! There is no way to treat cancer here, and the patient is basically sentenced to death."

"That's right! The level of this hospital is very high. I don't know how many cancer patients have been saved!" Huang Han said.

"Cancer? Ouch! Don't say these two words, I'm so panicked! Good people have their own destiny, your illness is definitely not serious."

"Who knows? Good things happen to people. Uncle, please wait in line. Dad and I are going to buy breakfast!"

"It's still early, don't worry, go to the store to order some noodles, just bring me two steamed buns!"

"Yeah! We'll replace you later!"

Huang Han pulled Huang Daozhou out of the outpatient clinic hall. Huang Daozhou, who had some knowledge, comforted his son and said:

"Huang Han, you don't need to think wildly. Your head hurts, and it hurts often. It shouldn't be a tumor."

Huang Han pulled Huang Daozhou aside and said cheerfully: "Hee hee! What kind of tumor is there? Dad, your head is full of energy! Don't you think something is wrong?"

Since receiving Zhang Fangfen's call yesterday afternoon, Huang Daozhou's mind has been dizzy, as if he is out of control.

At this moment, seeing his son looking at him with a wicked smile, Huang Daozhou's wisdom seemed to have returned.
Chapter completed!
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