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Chapter 1352: Chapter 1204: Exchange Student
Yunxin had just asked, and to make an appointment, she needed to upload identity documents and medical records. Since it wasn’t classified as a serious illness or life-threatening, just a "general ailment," it wasn’t eligible for expedited processing.
She would have to wait in line.
It could take over a year.
Seeing Yunxin preparing to rush home,
Tang Qing directly said, "Forget it, if you wait in line, you won’t get your turn until the year after next. Have your father go directly to Myanmar, bring his ID card, and someone there will take him to the hospital."
"Ah?"
Yunxin was stunned.
Tang Qing had such capabilities?
Jump the queue?
"Yunxin, Teacher Tangtang is really capable, he’ll definitely arrange everything well for you," Lin Jiaxue also persuaded from the side, feeling sympathetic toward Yunxin’s father’s plight.
An artist.
Who had lost his hand.
She wanted to help too.
Hearing Lin Jiaxue say that, Yunxin knew Tang Qing must be using his connections to jump the queue. It was a frowned-upon term, yet Yunxin found it hard to refuse and said, "Then I’ll go back and make an appointment first."
She thought.
Even to jump the queue, she still needed to make an appointment.
Tang Qing shook his head.
"No need, just let your father go directly. It’s best not to publicize this. Once there, someone will arrange the treatment and accommodation, and after he’s healed, they’ll arrange for your return."
"Thank you," Yunxin said gratefully.
Afterward.
Yunxin pedalled her bicycle.
And disappeared at the gate of the villa.
"Tangtang, can they really cure it there?" Lin Jiaxue asked.
"Yes."
Tang Qing nodded.
"The transcription fluid has a strong effect on tissue damage. As long as he undergoes another surgery to reconnect the tendons and veins, his father’s hand should be able to recover completely. The clinical experience there is already very mature."
...
Elsewhere.
Yunxin rode her bicycle into town.
At this hour.
Her father was surely there, and true enough, as soon as she reached the town’s vegetable market, she saw her father sitting in his usual spot, his tricycle still laden with some unsold vegetables. Yunxin fought back her excitement.
"Dad."
"Hey, what brings you here? Weren’t you supposed to be at Boss Tang’s house painting today?" Yunhai was surprised; having his daughter know the richest man in the country was surely something to be proud of, but he never thought of relying on Tang Qing for anything.
He had never asked Tang Qing for an easy job.
Nor had he ever asked him to pull strings for him.
This friendship.
He didn’t want it tainted with too much self-interest.
"Dad, there’s hope for your hand."
"What do you mean? Did you run into a swindler?" Yunhai’s expression changed; he was well aware of his hand’s condition, and existing medical treatments almost certainly offered no cure. Anyone claiming otherwise must be a swindler.
A swindler?
Yunxin couldn’t help but laugh and cry.
"Dad, it’s not a swindler, it’s science. You should know about the Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group; besides treating cancer, they can also treat your hand."
"Really?"
"Of course, it’s true. For this, Boss Tang even pulled some strings for you. As long as you go there, you can be admitted immediately for treatment. Otherwise, just making an appointment would take a year and a half," Yunxin explained.
"This... how can that be? How much would it cost?" Yunhai was taken aback.
"Not much, a few tens of thousands would suffice."
"A few tens of thousands?"
"Yes, you can go and ask around, treatment costs for late-stage cancer are only sixty to seventy thousand, leukemia is forty to fifty thousand, and your case, being just tissue repair, surely won’t cost too much," Yunxin explained.
Hearing it would only cost a few tens of thousands,
Yunhai was tempted.
As long as his hand healed.
He could paint again; a few tens of thousands were affordable for their family after his daughter’s heart disease was treated. Once he recovered, no matter what he did, he would definitely earn more than selling vegetables.
Before.
Hands trembling.
Couldn’t do delicate work.
Couldn’t handle heavy work.
From then on, even selling manual labor had greatly improved his family’s conditions. Filled with hope, Yunhai was delighted. The next day, he and his wife set off for Yunnan Province.
...
Fudan.
Today.
Tang Qing had officially begun his junior year.
On the first day.
The class welcomed two special students, exchange students, one male and one female, one from the United States and the other from Germany; however, this time no one from their class went out for an exchange.
The reason was simple.
Tang Qing had more than once expressed that studying abroad was uninteresting.
Studying abroad was uninteresting.
Exchanging was even less interesting.
So,
as the most successful entrepreneur in the class, and indeed the most successful businessman in Huaxia, the wealthiest man, a super scholar, what he said was always right. Otherwise, how could he be that successful?
Just like that.
No one from their class went out.
Initially,
Jing Xiang had asked Tang Qing specifically,
whether he would like to go abroad for an exchange year, to which Tang Qing had flatly refused. "I’m fine staying here. What’s the fun in exchanging? Going to those ghost places? He didn’t want to stay there for long."
"Hello, I’m Ness Quirk. You can call me Quirk. Nice to meet you." After the first class, the male exchange student from the United States came up to Tang Qing with a smile, extending his right hand.
Before coming,
Quirk had researched his classmates for the upcoming year.
Finding Tang Qing was a pleasant surprise. As a genius with extreme talent in mathematics, Finance appeared especially simple to him. Various models and numbers felt extremely familiar.
Compared to being a Mathematician,
Finance,
could bring in US dollars. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
In finance, having patrons was essential; clients were their patrons. If he could form a good relationship with Tang Qing, the latter’s overseas properties and investments could become Quirk’s ’first pot of gold.’
Unfortunately,
he was bound to be disappointed.
Tang Qing’s properties,
how could they possibly be managed by a ’common person.’
"Hello."
Tang Qing smiled and shook his hand.
Then he lowered his head to his work.
What else?
Chat about how things are going in the United States? Whether you’re used to it here? What your impression of Huaxia was? Tang Qing wasn’t interested in that trivial sesame seed and rotten millet stuff.
At Tang Qing’s ’coldness,’
Quirk was a bit angry.
Was this the attitude toward classmates? Was this Huaxia’s way of treating guests? Not to mention providing warmth and care, at least he wouldn’t have made it that awkward. Quirk quickly took a deep breath, not getting angry, not getting angry... This was a patron.
Not far away,
the female exchange student from Germany was engaging in clumsy Chinese with people around her, laughing and talking. Seeing this, Quirk realized, he was too proactive. For Tang Qing, such people must have been encountered too often.
No wonder he didn’t want to waste his words.
It seemed,
if he wanted to fit in with this group,
it would take time.
Without any fuss, he also returned to his seat, starting to interact with his classmates surrounding him. To get closer to Tang Qing, he started by making contact with people around him. Having mutual friends meant having common topics.
Seeing this,
Tang Qing smiled.
The guy wasn’t too foolish; he understood where he had gone wrong, like a man trying to woo a beautiful woman surrounded by her girlfriends, yet only greeting the beauty. Isn’t that just stupid?
