Zhang Dongsheng didn't care about anything and sent Xinhui directly to the hospital. This examination was not serious.

Fortunately, the bones were not broken, but they were cracked and there were serious external and internal injuries. The hospital arranged for hospitalization immediately.

However, Xinhui refused to say anything and insisted on leaving and being discharged from the hospital.

Because the hospital is very expensive, he has no money!

"Don't be ridiculous, listen to me, check up and apply medicine and treatment, no less..."

Zhang Dongsheng refused to say anything. Now that he had met him and made hundreds of thousands, there was no need to watch the injured Xin Hui leave the hospital.

"I have to go home, there are still people at home!"

In the end, Xinhui just applied medicine and a bandage, and insisted on being discharged from the hospital. He also said that there was someone at home, so he had to rush back immediately at night.

Only when Zhang Dongsheng sent Xinhui to Chinatown did Zhang Dongsheng know why Xinhui valued two thousand yuan more than his own life.

Because there is another patient in his family, a little boy who is only over ten years old but has thin, yellow hair.

The child was very thin, so thin that he seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind. Moreover, when he was guarding the door, his first words were called Xin Hui:

"Uncle, you are back..."

Zhang Dongsheng turned to look at Xin Hui, this boy was not his son?

"Xiaobao, are you dizzy today? Are you sick? We have money. I can take you for treatment tomorrow..."

At this time, Xin Hui had already changed into black clothes before entering the door, and this clothes could well cover the scars on his body.

At least, Xiaobao couldn't find out that Xin Hui was seriously injured.

"Um, really?"

Xiaobao raised his head and smiled, his smile was very innocent, and his eyes were filled with only his uncle, as if he was the only one in the world.

Only then did Zhang Dongsheng have time to look at this dilapidated little house. The kitchen was connected to the bed in the house, which was less than ten square meters. There was almost no place to stand in the house.

The black and yellow walls, as well as exposed wires, can no longer be distinguished, making this house look particularly sad.

Overseas, there are not only bungalows and villas, but also houses like this. This house is inferior to the tube houses in China.

"Thank you for today. There is something wrong with Xiaobao's brain that cannot be cured at home. I simply brought him abroad to make money while getting treatment. Money can come in quickly here..."

Xinhui's eyes were full of doting. At this moment, Xiaobao was washing the pots and dishes, preparing to make some food for Xinhui.

"How much does Xiaobao's illness cost? You all go to the hospital tomorrow. If you are trying to make money quickly, you will die. If your life is gone, what do you need money for?"

Zhang Dongsheng had a dark face and disapproved of Xin Hui's words. Zhang Dongsheng reached out and took out a wad of money from his pocket and handed it to Xin Hui.

This is a life-and-death struggle. I only earn so much money in one night, and I don’t treat myself, but treat my children.

Even so, Xin Hui was beaten to death with a fist that day, and he probably lost everything.

"No, this is too much, no, my life is not worth that much money..."

"I have money, so I won a little bit when you competed with Hong Sen. It's okay!"

Although Zhang Dongsheng said this, Xin Hui didn't believe it. He always felt that he had only earned a few thousand yuan by working hard, and if he bet in the arena, he would only earn a few thousand yuan at most.

"Pack it up and I'll take you to a place. Believe me, the people there are all fellow villagers..."

Looking at this almost uninhabitable place, Zhang Dongsheng quickly made a decision.

Both Xiaobao and Xinhui have to go to the hospital immediately, and they can't delay.

At Zhang Dongsheng's insistence, Xinhui and Xiaobao were taken back to the hotel, where Wan Guoqing and others felt pity after hearing about Xiaobao's situation.

Send him to the hospital immediately, including Xin Hui.

In the hospital, someone gave Xiaobao a comprehensive examination. It was found that there was indeed something wrong with his brain and he needed a craniotomy. However, this operation was not particularly difficult and was 70% successful.

Xinhui was always worried and took the time to give all the money he had to Zhang Dongsheng.

"I know that the cheapest operation costs 80,000 U.S. dollars. I only have less than 8,000 yuan in hand. I will give it all to you. I will write an IOU for the rest and pay it back to you slowly, okay? Xiaobao's parents have already

He is gone, I am his only relative, I cannot watch him die!"

Xinhui's face was full of gratitude.

Eighty thousand US dollars was already a sky-high price at that time. This amount of money was enough to force many sick people to wait for death.

But he couldn't let Xiaobao die, this was his only hope for survival.

"It's okay. I have money. I made 250,000 from that time in the underground casino. That's enough. You can just treat your illness and recuperate in peace..."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand?"

This number made Xin Hui instantly dumbfounded. He simply couldn't imagine that he could fight a life-and-death fist for only two thousand. Even so, it was already a sky-high price.

Two thousand US dollars, equivalent to more than 10,000 yuan in RMB, is enough to buy a small house in China, but Zhang Dongsheng actually won 250,000 yuan.

No wonder the ring master almost didn’t let Zhang Dongsheng leave!

"Thank you, I will pay you back, I will pay you back, even if it takes a lifetime..."

Xin Hui murmured to himself that people must have their own persistence, and he would not give up on this principle.

Having money makes it easy to do things. Zhang Dongsheng quickly arranged for Xinhui and Xiaobao to be hospitalized. After he returned to the hotel to rest, he began to wait for news from the black market below.

John began to invite Zhang Dongsheng to participate in his factory, and Punk also accepted the invitation.

John's factory is a bit far away, more than a hundred miles away from Los Angeles. Fortunately, the driving conditions are good. There are wide green belts on both sides of the road, making the environment pleasant.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Dongsheng looked out the window, and even felt a sense of déjà vu.

Because many years later, domestic highways will be like Los Angeles now. They are even as beautiful in some places, but the infrastructure is even better!

John was actually observing Zhang Dongsheng. Most foreigners would be surprised, envious, or even worshipful when they came here.

But Zhang Dongsheng is very calm.

When we arrived at John's factory, we saw a gate dozens of meters high, a neat and beautiful factory building like a park, and not a single piece of trash or paper anywhere.

All the workers are wearing uniform clothes, which gives people a very shocking feeling.

It is a pity that such scenes can be seen everywhere in China many years later. Zhang Dongsheng has seen it many times, so he is still very calm.

His calmness made John and Punk look at each other, but they had different thoughts in their hearts.

The fact that Zhang Dongsheng is so calm can only mean that first of all, he does not express his emotions or anger. Although he is surprised in his heart, he refuses to show it. It is difficult to interact with such people.

Secondly, people are well-informed and have seen such scenes many times, so they are not surprised.

"Mr. Zhang, I will take you to another workshop. You will definitely be interested there..."
Chapter completed!