"Hello, this is the Central Hospital. Are you a relative of Yang Xue?"
"Yes, what can I do for you? Is it my mother..."
Jin Buhuan felt uneasy and his throat became a little dry. He nervously waited for the reply on the other end of the phone, worried that bad news would come from the other end of the phone.
"Our hospital has successfully contacted the top expert team in the country. They will conduct accurate diagnosis and efficient treatment for Ms. Yang Xue, and plan to start the treatment course in 10 days."
Jin Buhuan felt an indescribable excitement in his heart. He held the phone tightly, and his hand even began to tremble slightly. He said eagerly: "I don't care how much money it costs, as long as I can cure my mother's disease, I am willing to pay any price..."
"Mr. Jin, our director has given clear instructions that the hospital will advance Ms. Yang Xue's expenses within one million. Therefore, you don't need to worry about financial issues."
Jin Buhuan understood that the reason why Director Zhang of the Central Hospital gave him such treatment was because of Qin Xiang's face.
The other end of the phone continued: "Today our dean also personally examined Ms. Yang Xue. Her body has recovered very well and she has the health conditions to go home and rest."
"Mom can be discharged from the hospital!"
Jin Buhuai was extremely surprised.
"Yes, you can take Ms. Yang Xue out of the hospital now. Just make sure to receive expert consultation according to the appointment time in 10 days!"
"Okay...I'll go there right now!"
After hanging up the phone, Jin Buhuan called Uncle Ming over to explain.
"Uncle Ming, I have something to do and I have to leave for a few days. I won't be in the store. During this period, you can make your own decisions for business under 600,000 yuan."
After this period of getting along, Jin Buhuan had a comprehensive understanding of Qian Yaoming's abilities and character, and was very relieved that he was in charge of the store's business.
"Okay, boss!"
Qian Yaoming looked around, confirmed that no one was around, and then asked in a low voice: "What should we do with those three items?"
"Do you have any familiar channels?"
“I know some dealers who specialize in selling fake goods, but the price is about 60% lower than through regular channels.”
The antique industry is a highly profitable but extremely risky field, which determines that it cannot be a completely transparent and impurity-free industry. Qian Yaoming has been working in this field for decades and has naturally mastered many tips, techniques and various methods.
"Is it reliable?"
"Reliable, I've been working with them for over ten years and never had any issues."
"Then get rid of it as soon as possible. Zhao Donglai has already gone in, and he will definitely tell everything. As long as we get rid of the things in time, if there is no physical evidence by then, we will definitely not admit it. The police will also think that he is making a false accusation."
"OK!"
…
Her mother, Yang Xue, suffered a sudden severe myocardial infarction and was in critical condition. Fortunately, thanks to a mysterious power in Jin Buhuan's body, his mother was able to escape the clutches of death and was pulled back from the brink of death.
The mysterious power that Jin Buhuan injected into Yang Xue's body, although seemingly weak, exerted an unexpected nourishing effect, greatly speeding up the mother's recovery.
After thanking Dean Zhang, Jin Buhuan and his sister helped his mother out of the inpatient department.
Jin Buhuan led them to the Land Rover and opened the door.
"Brother, have you bought a car?"
"No, this is the bus provided by the store, for my exclusive use."
Jin Buhuan did not disclose to his mother and sister many things that happened during this period, nor did he talk about cooperating with Wang Lingling to run an antique shop.
"oh."
Jin Wushuang nodded and said with confidence: "My brother is so powerful, I believe you will have your own car soon!"
Jin Buhuan thought to himself: "My current savings of 500,000 yuan is enough to buy an ordinary car. However, the price of the Land Rover is too high, and I really can't buy this car with my current savings. As for ordinary cars, I don't consider it at all. After driving a Land Rover, ordinary cars no longer make sense to me."
Helping his mother get into the car, Jin Buhuan and his sister put their luggage in the trunk.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Jin Buhuan smiled and said: "Wushuang, your brother's driving skills are very good, sit tight!"
"Boom!"
As soon as Jin Buhuan stepped on the accelerator, the V12 engine suddenly vibrated and made a huge roar. The sound scared Jin Wushuang, and she shouted: "Brother, what kind of junk car is your boss's car? It's louder than Uncle Wang's tractor in our village!"
Jin Buhuan had a speechless expression.
…
Jin Buhuan's hometown is located in a village called Xiangshan Village 300 kilometers away. It is isolated from the world and seems to be hidden from the world.
From the nearest town to the village, there is only a dirt road of more than six or seven kilometers, which is full of potholes and twists and turns.
Fortunately, the car Jin Buchan drove was a Land Rover, which had good off-road performance. If he had replaced it with any other ordinary car, he would probably have been hit by rocks on the chassis many times.
The mother's body was still very weak and she couldn't bear the running all the way and fell into a trance.
“The slogan that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads has been chanted for more than ten years, but now the dirt roads have remained unchanged.”
"This won't work. If the children in the village want to go out, they must first repair this dirt road."
Jin Buhuan grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand, and made a call.
