It seems that the more developed the economy is today, the higher the incidence of cancer.
Chen Feng is considered a cancer patient himself now. Hearing that Tan Xiaoyu, a middle school classmate, also had cancer just like him and it’s in the third stage, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.
Relatively speaking, Chen Feng is undoubtedly very fortunate. He was initially in the late stages, but now shows signs of improvent.
Such a situation can only be described as a miracle.
Yet, for the vast majority of cancer patients, especially those in the middle to late stages, it’s basically very hard to recover, and they can only live one day at a ti.
If the family has money, they can at least prolong life and reduce suffering. Without money, they can only silently die in unimaginable pain.
Such tragedies play out among many cancer patients.
After a mont of silence, Chen Feng asked in detail about Tan Xiaoyu’s current situation.
Tan Xiaoyu has esophageal cancer, which is relatively difficult to treat. Now that he is already in the middle to late stages, even eating has beco challenging, which shows how hard it is to cure.
Currently, only money can prolong Tan Xiaoyu’s life, and it also depends on whether his treatnt plan is appropriate, how he responds to chemotherapy, and other factors.
If his chemotherapy situation is better, and there is enough money, his life can be extended by a few more years.
But neither he nor his family has much money, and social assistance is only temporary. Everyone knows that with such a disease, spending any amount of money only buys temporary reprieves; many families are left broke from trying to cure the patients, ending up with nothing.
This is one of the great tragedies of human life!
After thoroughly understanding the situation, Chen Feng could only sigh and ask, "What exactly is the donation procedure? Do I give the money to you guys, or directly to Tan Xiaoyu’s family?"
Zhong Mingjie quickly explained, "We two are just the initiators and contacts in the middle school classmates’ group. You can either give the money directly to Tan Xiaoyu and his family, or donate to him via a mobile app called Modipia."
Using Modipia is quite convenient, but after all, we were classmates once, and back in middle school, he was on pretty good terms with Tan Xiaoyu.
It’s just that after graduation from middle school, he dropped out to work, while Chen Feng was admitted to a key high school, and since then their lives no longer intersected.
"Alright. I’ll just give the money directly to him and his family, it’s more straightforward. Is Xiaoyu in the hospital now or at ho?"
Xie Xiaohua said, "At ho. If you want to see him, we can take you there right now."
Chen Feng looked at the ti, 2:30 in the afternoon, not too late, and nodded, "Alright, please wait a mont while I go change clothes, and then I’ll be right down."
Chen Feng quickly went upstairs to change into clean clothes, followed the two out the door, casually told his mom, and took two buckets of Golden Dragon Fish from the family store as a gift.
Xie Xiaohua was driving a Shanghai-plated BMW 5 series li, around fifty to sixty thousand, indicating that he now had so money.
Zhong Mingjie didn’t drive here; after all, he now lives in Beijing, too far to drive back.
Chen Feng still drove a Buick worth about three hundred thousand, and neither Xie Xiaohua nor Zhong Mingjie seed surprised. After all, the three were from the sa town, and Xie Xiaohua’s family was also in the town, and Chen Feng’s parents knew his parents.
Both Xie Xiaohua and Zhong Mingjie had learned about Chen Feng’s family situation from Xie Xiaohua’s mom.
They knew Chen Feng was divorced and that he and his brother ran two car wash chain stores in the town and Yuelou Town, with business doing very well.
Tan Xiaoyu’s family doesn’t live in the town but about three to four kiloters away in a village.
Nowadays, rural roads are paved and well-connected; driving over takes only a few minutes.
Soon, the three of them, in two cars, arrived at the front of Tan Xiaoyu’s house: two two-story houses at least thirty or forty years old.
When the three got out of the cars, Tan Xiaoyu and his mother were sitting at the door. Tan Xiaoyu, wearing pajamas, looked pale and thin to the point of being unrecognizable, but his eyes were still large and spirited.
At that ti, he was sitting on a rattan chair, feeling sowhat listless, chatting with his mother. His mother was peeling potatoes.
When the two cars parked at the doorstep, both mother and son looked over, and then when the three got out of the cars, Tan Xiaoyu quickly stood up.
"Xiaoyu, look who we brought!" From afar, Xie Xiaohua led the way in loudly greeting Tan Xiaoyu.
Back in middle school, Xie Xiaohua seed to have gotten along well with Tan Xiaoyu, both were underachievers, and had sowhat quirky personalities, naturally sharing common topics.
"A Hua, class monitor, you’re here!" Tan Xiaoyu raised his voice happily to greet them, but the voice was actually not loud and was weak and hoarse.
"A Hua, do you still recognize this one?" Zhong Mingjie also smiled and pointed at Chen Feng.
Tan Xiaoyu had actually been observing Chen Feng just now, initially not recognizing him, but soon he happily exclaid, "Chen Feng! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you. You’re still as handso as ever."
"Thanks for the complint, Little Fish." Chen Feng looked at him with a sowhat complex expression.
"Invite your few classmates inside to sit."
His mother reminded him, and he quickly returned to his senses and invited them inside to sit.
Inside, the house had been renovated, with tiles laid on the floor and walls, looking quite clean.
The three followed him inside and each found a chair to sit in the front room, which could be considered the living room.
With the lead from Xie Xiaohua, the few old classmates began reminiscing about the past, many of which were fun stories, creating a very cheerful atmosphere.
"Back then, Liao Xiaokai was the most badass in our class, but fate plays tricks, now he’s the only one from our class in prison." Xie Xiaohua said with a sense of regret.
Zhong Mingjie also sighed, "Yeah, the more glorious he was back then, the more destitute and embarrassed he is now."
Liao Xiaokai was previously the real top student in their class, directly recomnded to the provincial key high school, City No.1 High School, and in college, he was directly admitted to one of the top universities in China. During college, he began entrepreneurship, and after graduating, reportedly had assets worth several million. Later, he caught up with the new internet wave, started an internet company, and developed a borderline APP, earning big money. It’s said that in less than a year, his assets reached over one billion.
For this, he returned to his hotown in splendor and donated a lot of money to his alma maters like Qingpu Middle School, City No.1 High School, among others, making him the top influential figure among students of that era, basking in glory.
However, the APP developed by his company involved pornographic chat; at that ti, there were many apps of this type, and he was one of the more successful ones, thus enjoying the first wave of profit.
Later, he went to extres or perhaps beca greedy for quick success, by directing traffic from this APP to another online gambling site he developed.
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