Wang Ming followed Sun Zhenghong into the house, and was greeted by the hostess inside.

She was a middle-aged woman with a slightly dark complexion and scattered black spots. She was not very thin, but a little fat, but she was puffy, an unhealthy kind of puffiness.

Her eyes were haggard, and the dark circles under her eyes were extremely serious.

Even if you are not a doctor, you can tell that she is seriously ill. The dark spots and dark circles on her face indicate that the toxins in her body cannot be discharged normally, which is why she shows such symptoms on her face.

The terrible thing about uremia is that the kidney detoxification function almost stops, and the toxins in the body cannot be discharged normally, and all accumulate in the blood. The only way to purify the blood is to filter the blood through dialysis.

However, it only treats the symptoms. The kidney’s detoxification function cannot be restored and toxins will never be completely eliminated.

The best modern treatment is kidney transplantation.

The high price of a kidney transplant is something this family cannot afford.

"Zhenghong, why are you back? You're not running the order, it's the afternoon rush hour."

When Zhang Ping saw Sun Zhenghong coming home, she couldn't help hurriedly wiping the water stains around her mouth.

Sun Zhenghong's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Did you drink water again?"

Zhang Ping said with a bitter look on her face:

"Zhenghong, I was so thirsty that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I took a small sip, really, just a small sip."

"You...hey...did you pee?"

Zhang Ping lowered her head and shook it bitterly.

Wang Ming's expression tightened. He was suffering from late-stage symptoms of uremia. He was extremely thirsty but unable to urinate. Obviously, this had deteriorated to the point of advanced renal failure and his life was in danger at any time.

The bitterness on Sun Zhenghong's face was spreading, and he had been ill for a long time. Both of them understood what this meant.

Apart from a kidney transplant as soon as possible, there is no cure.

"Zhenghong, I've figured it out. I don't want dialysis anymore. I want to go back to my hometown."

Wang Ming understood clearly that the purpose of returning to his hometown was to go back to his hometown so that he could deal with his funeral affairs more conveniently.

Of course, Wang Ming didn't think so that she was hopeless.

"Ahem...sister-in-law, right? Don't rush back to your hometown. Can you let me take your pulse first?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhenghong looked at Wang Ming, with the last glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, and weakly said to Zhang Ping:

"Honey, this is an old cousin of mine. He knows medical skills and can cure uremia. He may be able to cure you. Please let me take a pulse. He said there is no charge for the cure."

Zhang Ping raised her head and looked at Wang Ming's young face with an ugly expression.

When she looked at Wang Ming's face, she saw that he was only a few years older than her son, and he had no medical skills.

But they had good intentions, and it was Sun Zhenghong who brought it back, so she didn't feel comfortable with it.

"Ah, oh, it's my cousin. Well, thank you very much, cousin. Don't rush to check your pulse. Just wait for me and I'll pour you a cup of tea."

After saying that, Zhang Ping went into the back room to pour tea.

Wang Ming did not refuse, and he and Sun Zhenghong went into the back room and sat on the sofa in the living room to have sex.

Before Zhang Ping came in with tea, Wang Ming took the initiative to ask.

"Old cousin, let me make it clear first that if it can't be cured, there will be no money. But if I am cured, how can you give me 100,000 yuan?"

"Don't talk about selling iron and borrowing money at usury. My sister-in-law's illness must have drained her pockets. Is it possible that you still have a house in the city that you can sell?"

"To be honest, I can really cure it, but if you default on my debt and have no money to pay me after I'm cured, what should I do?"

Wang Ming crossed his legs and mentioned the remuneration thing again in a deliberately nonchalant tone.

Sun Zhenghong's face turned red, and anger flashed across his face.

Is this guy really a liar?

The disease hasn't been cured yet, why do you want to withdraw money?

Sun Zhenghong snorted coldly, stood up, walked into the back bedroom, took something like a red notebook, and slapped it on the table in front of Wang Ming.

"I don't have a house, but I have this."

"Look! 150,000! Three years before death. This was originally the down payment I planned to leave to my son."

"If you can really cure my wife, I won't take the interest on her death date. I will just take out the money and give you 100,000 yuan!"

"100,000 yuan is worth buying my wife's life!"

"Do you think so?"

Wang Ming took the red book and looked at it carefully, and smiled with satisfaction.

"I see, my cousin is worthy of being a single king, and he has such a background. Cheng, for the sake of this money, I will definitely cure my sister-in-law's disease. If I can't cure it, I won't pay for it."

While saying this, Wang Ming played with the red notebook in his hand, looking like a money-grubbing man.

"What?! 100,000? No, no, I don't agree!"

Zhang Ping rushed over like crazy. The tea cup she was holding fell to the ground with a bang. She rushed over and snatched away the red book.

Zhang Ping cried and yelled, pointing at Wang Ming:

"Sun Zhenghong! Where did you find this liar? Do you not know, or do I not know, whether my disease can be cured? My current condition cannot be cured at all, and this money cannot be used! I will leave it for our son to buy in the future.

down payment."

"My son just graduated from college and started working, and he just got a girlfriend..."

"Now I just want to survive one day at a time, until the day our son gets married. What are you doing with these monsters!"

"Tell him to go away, tell him to go away!!"

Wang Ming looked unhappy, as if he was a villain in this situation.

But his heart was actually calm because this was the result he wanted.

It's not that he doesn't want to be cured, it's that he doesn't want to be cured so easily.

If her disease is easily cured and no reward is required, it will be a big problem.

As for what the big trouble is, those who have read novels with Madonna-like protagonists will understand it and can figure it out on their own.

Therefore, he must need this 100,000, and he needs it as a matter of course and with confidence!

"Huh! Sister-in-law, what you said is going too far. I haven't treated you yet, and you're saying that I can't cure it, and that I'm a liar?"

"You, you, what are you not a liar? I know my disease well. My uremia has turned into renal failure at an advanced stage. The doctor has said that even if I continue dialysis, I won't be able to survive for half a year."

"You said you could cure it, but you were lying."

"Are you a liar? You have to try it first. I told you that if it can't be cured, it won't cost you money. I can't take your money by force."

"Forget it, blame me for being kind-hearted. I saw my old cousin wiping tears on the side of the road without running alone during the afternoon rush hour. I wanted to help you out of kindness, but you ended up biting Lu Dongbin instead. You don't know a good heart!"

"I'm leaving! Humph!!"

Wang Ming waved his sleeves to leave.

Zhang Ping's face froze and she didn't stop him. However, the next second, Sun Zhenghong's hand suddenly grabbed Wang Ming's hand, and the other grabbed Zhang Ping's hand.

"Treat! Treat! I said, treat! If you are cured, I will give you this money. If you are not cured, I will not give you the money!"

Sun Zhenghong's face was so red that he almost turned purple. He gritted his teeth and glared at Wang Ming and his wife Zhang Ping.

This stubborn middle-aged man is actually the person who least believes that Wang Ming can cure the disease, but he is also the person who most wants to believe that Wang Ming can cure the disease.

"Did you hear that? Aping! Go and pour tea! Go! Pour!! Tea!!!..."
Chapter completed!