Frankly speaking, when Song Yong took the elevator to the eighth floor, which belongs to the rheumatology and immunology department, his mood was not so beautiful.

The main thing is that he took advantage of the time he spent on the way here, and checked it with his mobile phone.

What the hell is it called 'systemic red and white lupus'.

The results are not optimistic, because according to the Internet, the disease of 'systemic red and white lupus' is very troublesome, and there is no specific medicine at present, let alone a complete cure.

Even if there is the latest news on the Internet, there is already a new drug for this disease, and it has entered clinical trials.

But at least so far, it is far from being able to be put into clinical use on a large scale.

With current medical methods and technology, if the patient is lucky enough, this disease may be like chronic diseases such as hypertension and diabetes.

It allows the patient's illness to be controlled, and he can live for many years.

However, if you are unlucky, the disease is not controlled.

Song Yong shuddered a little when he saw the various complications displayed on the Internet, and that result was a huge bad news for a family.

Because of this reason, when Song Yong walked in this floor, Song Yong's mood became more and more depressed.

In addition, on the orthopedic floor where Aunt Ma was just now, although there was a heavy disinfectant water, a smell that Song Yong didn't like, he could still see some smiling faces and hear a laugh there.

But here, both the patients and the families who passed by him.

Even the medical staff in a hurry had such solemnity and sadness on their faces, and instinctively, Song Yong's originally heavy mood also became depressed.

Under such circumstances, Song Yong came to the door of the ward where bed No. 33 was located.

For the first time, Song Yong did not immediately walk into the ward, but stood at the door and secretly looked inside.

Soon he was in the window seat and found the man who bought the barbecue.

He was holding a large list of hospital bills in his hand, and he was whispering something to a male bald doctor.

Faintly, Song Yong could hear the voice, 'I have to pay the medical bill soon'.

A few steps away from the hospital bed, the little girl was lying on the bed with a hanging bottle.

Judging from her little face exposed outside the quilt, even after falling asleep, Song Yong could see that she was in a state that she saw in the circle of friends last time, and she seemed to be getting thinner and thinner.

As for the little girl's mother, Song Yong was not able to see it in the ward......

Song Yong had never stepped into that ward, because he felt in his heart that now was not the right time to go in and visit them.

But he followed the doctor into his office when he went out.

In a later questioning with the doctor, Song Yong confirmed his conjecture:

The little girl named Chen Hanyu belongs to the kind of patients with 'systemic red and white lupus', and unfortunately the disease cannot be controlled.

Continued medication in the current hospitalization can also ensure that the condition does not deteriorate rapidly.

But after months of treatment, the family didn't seem to have much money.

After learning this, Song Yong's mood became worse and worse, and there was no smile on his face during the subsequent drive back to Sanhe.

This was the case until he returned to the office.

He took his phone and clicked on WeChat, and poked into the man's circle of friends, and unsurprisingly, he found a message of online fundraising in his previous post.

The object of fundraising is naturally his baby daughter named Chen Hanyu.

Without much hesitation, Song Yong donated 500,000 yuan in an anonymous way.

After doing this step, he was surprised to find that after he sent out such a large amount of money in the ghost messenger, there was not much heartache in his heart, but he was inexplicably relaxed.

Even, he still has a devilish impulse, an urge to help a few more people.

This feeling made Song Yong a little frightened.

Is it true that the money is placed in my bank account, and every time I look at that long balance, I feel unhappy, and I can't let my thoughts be clear?

This is not some kind of black-hearted money obtained in violation of laws and disciplines, and it will not have a psychological shadow if you spend it yourself?

For a while, this thing was a little tempted to see a psychiatrist.

In the end, Song Yong still didn't go to the hospital to see a hell of a psychiatrist.

The way this thing copes with its pathological behavior can be said to be a little special.

First of all, he transferred 20,000 yuan back to the account of his old father Song Xie in his hometown in Hunan Province, and if he hadn't been worried about frightening the old man, he would have planned to press two more zeros.

Secondly, he plans to buy two houses as soon as possible.

And this matter can't wait, it needs to be handled immediately, immediately.

Because in this way, he felt that he would be sick again in the future, and he had this urge to donate money to other people, and he would not let himself have nothing left.

For this reason, this goods began to rummage through the high-end building resources in Shencheng on their second-hand computers.

Not to mention, the most important thing for buying a house is whether you have money on hand, not whether you can find the house you want.

Soon after, Song Yong found a high-end real estate for sale on the Internet.

The house in the real estate has already been built, and it can be renovated immediately after buying, and you can move in after the renovation is completed.

The real estate area is also good, it is in the urban area of Shencheng.

After buying a house, you can not only apply for a deep household registration, but also have the qualification to attend a nearby public primary school with good teaching quality; as for the license plate lottery qualification or something, that is the most basic condition.

It can be said that all the requirements in Song Yong's heart have been fully met.

After deciding, Song Yong walked out with the car keys, and at the same time took his mobile phone, and quickly dialed the phone number of the female ticket Wang Xinran.

When the phone was connected, he said:

"Hey~ Niu, wait for me downstairs in half an hour, remember to bring your ID card. ”

'Puff~', which should be the sound of squirting water, rang on the other end of the phone, and it is estimated that the girl who was drinking water sprayed the water in her mouth far away.

Then, Wang Xinran scolded in a shy tone:

"Villain, scumbag, I told you last time that you can't, don't even think about it. ”

I'm a scumbag again.

Song Yong, who was stunned for a while, remembered the inevitable relationship between the scumbag with an ID card.

He smiled wryly and explained: "You're the villain, is that the only thing you have to get your ID card?" ”

The brain circuit is a bit special, and she doesn't dwell on the question of who is the bad guy.

Instead, he shouted excitedly: "I know, you're going to take me to an Internet café to eat chicken, right? I'll tell you, I've been using the M4 lately~"

Song Yong: "......"

An hour later, Wang Xinran clenched his small bag tightly with both hands.

With a pitiful face, he said to Song Yong: "Ah Yong, why don't you forget it?"

Only now did this girl know what kind of outrageous thing she was going to do to her male ticket Song Yong:

To savagely write her name on the real estate certificate.

Even if two large houses of more than 100 square meters are sold at a price of 1321 square meters.

With her poor mental arithmetic ability, she couldn't figure out exactly how much money she needed for a while, but she knew that she needed a lot of money.

In plain life, she can have half of so much money, which makes her a little unacceptable.

Mom said that you can't just accept too expensive gifts from boys.

"Don't talk nonsense! I can't wait for next year to change my mind, so I'll go back to my hometown in Hunan Province with me during the Spring Festival today. While speaking, Song Yong snatched the small LV bag and took out Wang Xinran's ID card from it.

Then, he handed it to the sales girl who was waiting to take it, make a copy, and go to apply for the real estate certificate in the future.

The temperament of the domineering president and the fish pond contractor is about to leak out at this moment.

And the saleswoman who was standing aside with a smile was eager to strangle to death in her heart, the dog man and woman who fed her a mouthful of dog food.

Although she has just completed a full sale with a good commission, but Mao is so unopen?