On May 31, 2002, a storm struck the entire province of Gangnam.

At this moment, on the Jinshen Expressway, a bus is driving cautiously.

The bad stormy weather reduced the driver's range to a minimum, and he didn't dare to speed at a speed of 100 yards as usual.

A young man in a white T-shirt and ripped jeans sat in a pale seat at the end of the bus.

"Am I reborn? or am I dreaming?"

The young man sighed, and the moment the rain fell, he woke up from his sleep in shock.

"It seems that I am really reborn, but I didn't expect God to have eyes and let me be reborn. Looking at the brand-new Motorola flip phone in his hand, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Ying Hao's mouth.

The young man's name was Ying Hao, and he had just slept on the bus.

It's just that after waking up, the person is still alone, but the soul has become Ying Hao from twenty years later.

Ying Hao, who was reborn, was staying up late and working overtime. Suddenly, it was dark, and the person fainted, but when he woke up, he found himself sitting on the bus.

Looking at the dim sky outside the car window, the rain that kept falling, and the mobile phone in his hand, Ying Hao was sure that he was reborn.

"It's raining all night, my love ......" Ying Hao was still immersed in the unbelievable shock of rebirth, and the Motorola mobile phone in his hand suddenly rang.

Ying Hao opened the cover of his mobile phone, and when he saw the remarks displayed on the caller ID, a trace of nostalgia suddenly appeared on his pale face.

"Xiao Hao, where have you been?" Ying Hao had just pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear, when an anxious voice of a middle-aged man came from the microphone of the mobile phone.

Ying Hao, who was pale, took a deep breath and replied softly, "Dad, I'm on the way, I should be able to get to Shencheng at night." ”

"Good, good, good. Then pay attention to your own safety, we are ......" After the middle-aged man on the other end of the phone finished the address, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Ying Hao muttered the extremely familiar address in his memory, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

The Ying family is an ordinary family of three, although they are not very rich, but they are not poor.

The family is happy, coupled with Ying Hao's excellent school performance, graduated from Jinling University in Jiangnan Province, a key institution of higher learning that is enough to rank among the top ten in China, and his job is also good after graduation, with an annual salary of 100,000 yuan.

In the era of 2002, an annual salary of 100,000 yuan was already a high-income group.

It can be said that if there are no accidents, Ying Hao can live well in this life.

It's a pity that the accident still happened.

In Ying Hao's memory, his mother died in this year.

This bus is the bus from Jinling to Shencheng. And he rushed to the place where his mother was hospitalized.

Ying Hao's mother suffered from uremia and needed a kidney exchange to be treated.

But in the early stage of treatment, the savings of the Ying family have been almost used, and the cost of kidney replacement is not something they can afford at all.

Ying Hao didn't know about it at first, and it wasn't until the hospital issued a critical illness notice that Ying's father called Ying Hao to tell him about it, which is why Ying Hao rushed to Shencheng now.

When Ying's mother learned of the diagnosis, she wanted to give up the treatment.

When her family knew about her own affairs, and when she learned from the doctor about the cost of treatment before and after, Ying's mother knew that her family could not afford such an expensive medical bill.

If it weren't for Ying's father's insistence, maybe Ying's mother would have passed away by now.

It's just that both husband and wife know that this matter has to be hidden from Ying Hao.

If it weren't for the critical illness notice issued by the hospital, Ying Hao, who is now on the bus, might still be kept in the dark.

Thinking of his previous life, he ran to Shencheng Hospital with the 10,000 yuan he had saved in his arms, and looked desperate when he learned of the huge medical expenses required for kidney replacement, Ying Hao, who was sitting in the seat, grabbed the corner of his clothes.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, the child wants to raise but does not wait, and there is nothing more painful in the world than this.

Ying Hao has just graduated less than a year ago, and his annual salary has reached 100,000 yuan, and when he was thinking about letting his parents live a good life, God seemed to have played a big joke with Ying Hao, so that Ying Hao's mother suffered from uremia, which is not a terminal illness but equivalent to a terminal illness.

Soon, Ying Hao's expression relaxed.

In his previous life, he could only watch his mother lying on the cold hospital bed, powerless in the face of huge medical expenses, but now, with the memory of twenty years later, he believes that he can save his mother.

Even if the extra twenty years of memories are just some simple memories, Ying Hao is confident that he can earn his mother's medical expenses as quickly as possible, and he will not let his mother die so early.

Ying Hao once fantasized about how he would make up for his regrets if he could go back to the past one day.

For example, earn enough money so that your mother's death will not be due to lack of money for treatment;

For example, being able to confess to his childhood sweetheart Wu Wanqing will no longer bury that love deep in his heart;

For example, by making yourself a man like the richest man, success is no longer a luxury.

When the imagination became reality, Ying Hao's heart did not have much ups and downs except for the excitement at the beginning.

Looking at the time on the screen of his mobile phone and feeling the speed of the bus, Ying Hao exhaled a long breath.

It was half past ten in the morning, and according to the normal driving speed, the bus could reach Shencheng from Jinling in three hours.

Now due to the storm, the bus is moving very slowly.

Ying Hao didn't worry too much, in his memory, this rain came and went quickly, and it shouldn't have much impact on his itinerary.

Just as Ying Hao thought, twenty minutes later, the dark clouds dispersed.

The sun shines through the dark clouds and shines on the earth.

"As long as I can get to Shencheng on time, my mother's medical expenses should be fine. Ying Hao thought to himself after stuffing a valuable Motorola mobile phone in the pocket of his jeans in this era.

As the storm passed, the bus gradually got faster.

Ying Hao looked at the passing scenery outside the car window, and also thought about his future in his heart.

Now that he has really been reborn, Ying Hao will naturally no longer be satisfied with working for others.

Although before he was reborn, Ying Hao could also be said to be a winner in life, with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, but compared with starting his own business and being a boss, the gap between them is much bigger.

Since God gave him such an unimaginable opportunity, if he didn't do something extraordinary, Ying Hao felt that God would be angry with him.

……

The distance between Jinling and Shencheng is not far, and before the storm came, the distance had already covered two-thirds of the way.

The remaining third arrived in Shencheng almost an hour after the storm left.

Ying Hao, who got out of the bus station, stopped a taxi casually, told the driver the address of the hospital, and soon came to the hospital.

"If you don't pay the money by noon tomorrow, then hurry up! The hospital bed is so tight, you keep talking like something!" Ying Hao had just walked outside the ward where Ying's mother was, when he heard harsh words coming from inside the ward.

"Doctor, I'm still raising money, can you give two more days?" The depressed and desperate voice of Ying's father in the ward reached Ying Hao's ears.

At this time, the piercing voice sounded again: "Is there still grace? Our hospital is not a charity, and you have all stopped taking medicine for two days! There is no money for surgery, so you have been occupying beds! There are so many people waiting outside for no beds, and you don't treat the disease, do you still have to die here?"

With a bang, the door of the ward was suddenly slammed down!

"We will do the operation, and I will make up the medical expenses at noon tomorrow! Now, please go out!" Ying Hao, who was standing outside the ward, was furious, pushed the door of the ward open, and unceremoniously yelled at a young doctor in a white coat and glasses standing in the ward.

In his previous life, due to time reasons, Ying Hao did not encounter this scene when he rushed to the hospital.

Hearing such vicious words from this doctor at this time, Ying Hao's forty-two-year-old mentality couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

The young doctor frowned and glanced at Ying Hao, who was standing at the door, his face full of anger, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he asked with some disdain, "Who are you?"

"I'm her son. Ying Hao replied with a cold face.

After the young doctor heard Ying Hao report to his home, his originally surprised expression suddenly turned into disgust: "I'm a doctor in the hospital, you actually let me out?"

"What's wrong with you being a doctor in the hospital? Since we don't owe the hospital medical fees yet, then you are not qualified to let us go! Now, please go out immediately, or I will immediately complain to the leaders of your hospital!" Ying Hao's mood had calmed down, and he didn't want to talk to this young doctor anymore, so he ordered the expulsion again.