I stole your luck and caused my wife's death, making you regret being a human being.

Tao Chaoyang has no acquaintances from his hometown in Beijing, only Li Rong, an old friend and classmate.

No one knows Tao Chaoyang's family background, only Li Rong knows it.

The people in the hospital had blackmailed Tao Chaoyang before.

Zheng Wendong suspected that Li Rong sold Tao Chaoyang's information and designed this in collaboration with outsiders in order to make a profit.

The smile on Tao Chaoyang's face disappeared, and he said, "I'll keep an eye on it."

Zheng Wendong didn't worry about him either.

In terms of intelligence, he may not be able to compare with Tao Chaoyang in both his lives.

October in Beijing entered autumn and it was rainy.

Su Ying's belly was already five months old, and she told him that the prenatal checkup went well.

The two of them couldn't wait to meet this little life.

Zheng Wendong suppressed his excitement.

Mr. Huang came to Beijing twice in October, and both times brought him business. He mainly took more XST and XKL, and basically took most of them for others. He also introduced some customers to Zheng Wendong.

Now Zheng Wendong has stable shipments every month.

The number of groups in the group increased from one hundred to two hundred.

XKL has small profit margins but high sales.

XST has huge profits, and its main customers are Mr. Huang, his friends, and the rich lady in the Shanghai Stock Exchange.

These people are now gathered in one group.

Zheng Wendong pays attention to his financial backers on a daily basis. After going online, he found that many people in the group were excitedly discussing something. After watching for a while, he realized that they were talking about a doctor.

It seems that he is a doctoral student who returned from studying abroad and took up a position in Beiyi, Beijing.

The main treatment of the other party's research is IC.

In the past few months, Zheng Wendong has been in contact with these people and has gradually learned something about IC. This is a disease known as immortal cancer in the field of urology. It will not kill you, but its symptoms are mainly pain, frequent urination, painful urination, pelvic pain, and going to the toilet as many as 40 to 50 times a day, or even hundreds of times.

Your life is filled with nothing to do except squatting in the toilet.

The only treatment option is perfusion.

Two coughs.

Someone added me as a QQ friend.

Zheng Wendong passed.

"Hello, Brother Zheng, I was recommended by Xu Sheng." the other party said.

"Hello."

"Brother Zheng, thank you so much! Without you, the medicine we get from the hospital would be so expensive. You're truly our benefactor." The man sent a message filled with gratitude. "Brother Zheng, you're selling these medicines. Are you also an IC yourself? I envy you. You have access to medicine, so you must have plenty of money. Are you feeling better?"

This person.

Sent a lot of messages.

Most of them complain.

Zheng Wendong is used to this. When people from this group come to him to get medicine, they will basically ask you if you are an IC.

Zheng Wendong already had experience in dealing with this, so he didn't answer directly.

"What medicine do you want?"

The opponent replied, "I want to take XKL."

After asking how many units were needed and confirming the order, Zheng Wendong asked the other party to remit the money. Once the money was received, he would ship the goods.

The person on the other end responded repeatedly and said a series of words of thanks.

Zheng Wendong did not reply. His daily routine now is to come to the Internet cafe regularly to check if there are any orders. Xu Sheng is watching over the group. If a group is formed, he will call him. The rest are scattered orders.

At the end of the month, Xu Sheng called Zheng Wendong and said, "Brother Zheng, the brothers and sisters in the group need goods again. Thank you for your help."

Zheng Wendong said, "Okay."

Zheng Wendong only had more than ten pieces of goods left, so he went to the bank to withdraw money first.

His balance showed more than 80,000.

He came to the capital in early July.

I had more than a thousand yuan in my hand at that time.

In the past three months, the money I had increased from over a thousand to more than eighty thousand.

Mr. Huang initially told him that he could earn tens of thousands of yuan a month in this business.

But Zheng Wendong is more stubborn than he thought. He accepts orders both big and small, even as small as one stick. As long as you are willing to pay for the postage, I have no objection. He also doesn't mind large orders of hundreds of items.

With this kind of income, you will be very rich.

I took out the money and went to the factory to get 300 XKLs.

I took another fifty XSTs.

Zheng Wendong spent a week checking orders and collecting payments. He used a notebook to write down all the people who needed goods. Then, when he received the payment and sent the goods, he would put a check mark behind the name to indicate that the deal was done.

The business proceeded in an orderly manner.

On this day, the top three students of Beiyi.

Zheng Wendong came here every day to look for business, but when he was waiting for the elevator, he suddenly met a group of people. Everyone looked sideways and saw the dean of Beiyi leading a group of director-level bigwigs to personally greet the people, shake hands with them, and then walk towards the elevator together.

Zheng Wendong and the other little kara naturally gave up the elevator to each other.

He noticed.

The man being led away by the dean was a tall young man.

About 1.8 meters tall.

The face looks somewhat familiar, and he is less than 30 years old.

But judging from the words and actions of the people around him, this person has a particularly high status among these people. You have to know that this is Beiyi, one of the best in the country, and one of the top three in the capital. To be able to receive such respect in this place, this person is extraordinary.

Zheng Wendong felt envious for some reason.

He knew it in his heart.

This kind of achievement is something I will never be able to achieve in my lifetime.

After putting his thoughts aside, Zheng Wendong took the elevator to the Urology Department, where he unexpectedly met this group of people again.

The dean was taking the young man to meet the urology experts.

Soon, Beiyi Hospital had an exclusive seat for this doctor.

"Dr. Liang Hua, you're still young, but your future is limitless. I've read your IC-related articles, and your perspectives are very sharp..."

"No, I've only just started."

Zheng Wendong was attracted by this conversation?

Because of his business, he now has some basic understanding of IC. He glanced at the nurse at the examination desk and went over to ask her about it.

The nurse asked, "Ask Dr. Liang Hua?"

"If he's like that, that's pretty impressive. He made it all the way from being the top scholar in the Eastern Province."

“I always ranked first in my grades at school.”

"He had unique insights into surgery during his doctoral studies. By the time he started clinical practice, he already had several papers related to IC, all of which had been recognized by international peers, who invited him to collaborate on research projects."

"IC is a difficult and complicated disease. If Dr. Liang Hua can make a contribution to this disease, it will save the patient's life..."

Zheng Wendong concluded in his heart: He is just a very awesome person.

At the age of 30, he was recognized by foreign experts.

Plus the thesis projects I have been involved in.

It has been widely recognized by the industry.

As soon as the young doctor Liang Hua started seeing patients, all the appointments were taken.

Zheng Wendong looked at the department's doorplate again, thought for a moment, and called General Manager Huang to tell him that Liang Hua had emerged in Beijing. "He sounds like a very capable expert. He has unique insights into your condition. Perhaps you could come see him."