Who has the strongest recovery ability?

Poor people.

No matter whether you are sad in love, encounter setbacks, or even suffering from illness, you will soon recover and devote yourself to the next day's work.

Why?

Because I have poor time to recover.

In those love novels, the romantic love is entangled by love and torture, and you will find that the rich people cannot get out because they have the capital to immerse themselves in it.

The poor don't.

Because you are immersed in entanglement, you will eventually go hungry. When you are hungry, you will not think about anything else, including pain.

"Bao" cures all kinds of diseases, and "brick" cures all kinds of disobedience is actually inaccurate. The real thing is to cure all kinds of diseases and treat all kinds of disobedience.

The next day, Jiang Hao rode his electric bike again and started running orders.

The New Year is about to be celebrated in more than a month, so he wants to make some money before the New Year so that his family can have a relaxing New Year.

Life has become busy and ordinary again. In the past two days, Jiang Hao has called Wang Baohua several times, but the phone has been turned off. This surprised Jiang Hao. Once when delivering food, Jiang Hao saw that there were several taxis in the place where Wang Baohua often parked. Those people belonged to the same company as Wang Baohua.

"Master, let me ask, has Wang Baohua got out of the car?" Jiang Hao went over and asked a driver.

The taxi driver looked at Jiang Hao, "Do you know Baohua?"

"Classmate, I can't contact him by phone these two days." Jiang Hao said.

"Oh~~ Baohua had an accident. He had a car accident. His car was scrapped, his legs were broken, and the tendons on the meniscus were broken. When we went to see him, the doctor said that his legs might not be able to be kept. You said he was also unlucky. He had just divorced for more than a month and had another car accident. How can he survive in the future?" The taxi driver sighed.

Jiang Hao felt nervous.

"Is he still in the hospital after a while?" Jiang Hao asked.

"It's been half a month, and I should still be in the hospital, Binhai Second People's Hospital, orthopedic surgery department." The driver said.

Jiang Hao thanked him for leaving, and rode an electric bike to the Second People's Hospital. He asked at the inpatient department that Wang Baohua was indeed still in the hospital and bought some fruit downstairs and carried it upstairs.

When Jiang Hao pushed open the ward, he saw Wang Baohua lying on the bed, his legs fixed with a bracket. Jiang Hao saw the toes that were injured in his foot and thought to himself that there should be no amputation.

Sitting beside the bed was a gray-haired old man, who should be in his sixties and looks a bit like Wang Baohua. Jiang Hao guessed that he was Wang Baohua's father.

Wang Baohua was staring at the ceiling in a daze. When he heard the sound, he turned around and was surprised to see Jiang Hao, "Jiang Hao, why are you here?"

"Dad, this is my classmate, Jiang Hao."

The old man quickly stood up and smiled and said, "It's Baohua's classmate, come and sit down."

"Hello uncle."

Jiang Hao walked over and placed the fruit on the ground.

"How did you know something happened to me?" Wang Baohua said.

"I called you to have a drink two days ago. I called you several times and kept turning off my phone. Today I asked a taxi driver and found out that you had a car accident. What's going on?" Jiang Hao said.

The old man watched the two chat and said that you were just right to chat, so I went out and left, and Jiang Hao sat in the old man's seat.

Wang Baohua's face looked ugly, "I'll send a guest. On the highway back, I don't know why, but I was a little confused. I was wrong with the car in front of me, and accidentally hit the cement guardrail."

"Your leg?"

"I've been saved, I've had a major operation, and I spent more than 100,000 yuan. It's considered to be saved, but the doctor said that I might be disabled in the future." Wang Baohua smiled miserably.

"It's good to keep it." Jiang Hao sighed.

Wang Baohua gritted his teeth, "More than 100,000 yuan, I spent all the remaining savings of my parents and borrowed a lot of money. I said at that time, "Forget it, it will save trouble and money, but my parents disagreed and said that the surgery would be done. Fortunately, the surgery was successful and the legs were saved."

Jiang Hao patted Wang Baohua on the shoulder, "If you have lost money, how can you give up the parts on your body at will?"

"It's more than 100,000 yuan. The car has been hit and scrapped. I have to keep my legs for two years. I only spend money but not earn money for two years. How can I live in the future?" Wang Baohua said with a bitter face.

"Grudge your teeth and you will pass." Jiang Hao said.

After chatting with Wang Baohua for half an hour, he advised him to recover from his injuries. Jiang Hao left and happened to pass by the corridor. When he heard Baohua's father calling in the toilet. After listening to a simple sentence or two, he knew that his father was calling to borrow money.

The operation is only part of the treatment, and it costs a lot of money to recuperate in the later stages. The hospital spends money on medical treatment, which is like a waste of water, and ordinary families cannot support it.

In Jiang Hao's family, his father suffered from rheumatoid arthritis, which was just a chronic disease. It was not a burden to the family, otherwise he would not have worked so hard to make money.

Jiang Hao thought about it and withdrew 2,000 yuan from the ATM in the hospital lobby. When he returned to the hospital building, he saw Wang Baohua's father still in the corridor, holding a phone in his hand and turning pages.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Hao felt sad.

Maybe the old man called everyone who could make calls. Now he flipped through the address book and didn't know who to call for a long time.

"Uncle." Jiang Hao shouted.

The old man turned around and saw that it was Jiang Hao, and immediately changed into a smile, "Ah, it's you, why? I've finished talking to Baohua."

"Well, after the conversation, uncle, Baohua is injured, and I can't help as a classmate. There are 2,000 yuan here. You can buy some nutritional supplements for Baohua." Jiang Hao said, stuffing the money into the old man's hands.

The old man was shocked, "Ah, this is impossible, how can I give so much?"

"You are here to receive the gifts from our classmates." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

The old man doesn’t know the rules between classmates, so it’s hard to refuse.

Jiang Hao did not go into the ward again, so he said goodbye to Baohua's father, and then went downstairs to go to takeout.

The old man took the money back to the ward and said to his son: "Baohua, your classmate just left me two thousand dollars."

Wang Baohua was stunned, but suddenly he understood something, and his eyes were a little red.

......

After entering the twelfth lunar month, the order delivery business increased, and Jiang Hao's revenue increased compared to before, but he stopped around the tenth lunar month.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to make money, but he has an idea in his mind, wanting to go home early, one is that the train ticket is not easy to buy, and the other is that he wants to take this opportunity to take his father to a big city for medical treatment.

The rented house has been returned.

The electric car that he had followed him for several months could not be kept. If it was lost, it would be a loss. Jiang Hao sold it to a repairman for 450 yuan.

After buying a ticket, Jiang Hao went to the commercial street again and worked outside for a year. He had to bring some gifts to his parents, younger brothers and sisters when he went home during the Chinese New Year.

After choosing the gift, the scheduled train time has come, Jiang Hao took the train home.

After taking a few trips, I finally returned to my long-lost home. Jiang Hao's home is in the countryside. There are three tiled houses, a large yard, and three in the south house. I can cook and sleep. It has been a few years since he stepped into the house, and his heart felt full of warmth.

"Mom, I'm back." Jiang Hao shouted.

"Oh, the boss is back." Jiang Ma rushed out of the house and saw her son smiling.

My dad was holding the wall down. When Jiang Hao entered the main hall, my dad just rubbed it out, "Dad, stop moving, go back quickly."

"It's okay, I usually walk around." said Jiang's father.

Helping my father back to the kang, the three of them talked about the parents, the younger brother and sister were still in school, but the holiday was about to begin.

"I thought you would come back later, why did you come back so early and work outside smoothly?" asked Jiang Ma.

"It's pretty good outside. Look at my body, are you stronger? I've come back early because I have an idea. There's still time before the New Year. I want to take my dad to the hospital for a look." Jiang Hao said.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen it all? I've inquired myself, but this problem is not cured at all. I take the medicine every day and don't have to go see it." Dad Jiang said.

"Let's go and have a look. When you go to a big city, you will definitely have better medical skills. If you prescribe some special medicines, you won't always feel so uncomfortable, right?" Jiang Hao said.

"I have nothing."

Dad Jiang still refused, but he knew that spending money on medical treatment in those big hospitals was like flowing money.

"Dad, you listen to me this time. This time, if the experts say there is nothing they can do, they will never make trouble again in the future. Is it OK?" Jiang Hao said.

The father was silent. He knew that his son was filial, but he also knew that it was not easy for his children to make money outside, and he didn't want to spend money randomly.

Jiang's mother looked at her son and then at her husband, "Oh, you just listen to your son, and we'll go to a large hospital for examinations, no matter how good or bad you always give up."

"How much does that cost?" Jiang's father sighed.

"Don't worry about the money. I've made a lot of money in the past few months, so I've been able to see a doctor." In the last month, Jiang Hao earned more than 10,000 yuan. With the money in his card, he now has a total of 25,000 yuan, and he should not be able to use it for medical treatment.

"Okay." The old man finally agreed.

That night, Jiang Hao used his mobile phone to book an expert account for the treatment of rheumatoid arthritis in Peking Union Medical College Hospital online. Two days later, Jiang Hao helped his father take the bus to Beijing.

After a check-up, Jiang’s father’s condition was found out. After watching the film, the doctor said, “There are the latest foreign genetic molecular drug treatment methods that can prevent the development of the disease and effectively relieve pain. However, the treatment cost is very high. It costs about 120,000 to 100,000 yuan a year because it is a special new drug and is not within the scope of reimbursement.”

"Of course, traditional treatment plans can also be adopted and medications can be taken. Many of them are within the reimbursement range, and they are estimated to cost about 10,000 yuan a year. You can choose treatment plans based on your own situation."

When Jiang's father heard that he had more than 100,000 yuan a year, he immediately rejected it. Even if it was a traditional treatment plan of more than 10,000 yuan, he thought it was expensive.

To be honest, Jiang Hao was unable to bear the treatment plan of more than 100,000 yuan. "Doctor, how effective is the traditional treatment plan compared to the medicine we took before?"

"It's much stronger. Traditional treatment plans are the most mature and widely used treatment methods now." The doctor said.

"Then use traditional treatment plans, you can prescribe medicine for us." Jiang Hao said.

Finally, he returned home and brought back a large bag of medicine. Dad Jiang sat on the kang and sighed to Mom Jiang: "This trip, I spent more than 10,000 yuan to check Canadian medicines. I will have so much to do every year from now on. I am sick, alas."

Jiang Hao put the things in, "Dad, don't I still make money? I've had good performance recently, enough to treat you and provide you with my younger brothers and sisters to go to school."

Jiang's mother looked at her son, "Boss, you're twenty-seven years old this year. It's time to find a partner. If you don't have some money, how can you get married?"
To be continued...