The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

Chapter 138 Who is killing the genius

Li Yongjun and Grandpa returned home, feeling a little depressed.

Grandpa said in the morning to take him to play football, but in the end he went to Wangzishan to find some famous fortune teller.

Originally, he was a little worried, but it would be bad if he was spotted.

As a result, the fortune teller is just like that, he didn’t see anything, what a master.

In today’s society, fortune-telling can also be called a master, and a pump can be called a master. If it is really such a cheap dog, the masters can go all over the street.

Vanity!

Oops, the football seems to have forgotten to bring it back.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s enough for elementary school students who can’t get a ball to have a TV.

Seeing his parents packing things in and out of the house and preparing to take him to Shenghai for treatment tomorrow, he was still a little scared in his heart, but he was a little expectant.

I heard from my classmates a long time ago that Shenghai is an international metropolis and there are many fun places. I wonder if my parents will take him for fun this time.

He decided that if he took him to play, he would slowly “get well” according to the plan.

After all, the school has been in class for many days, and if you continue to install it, you may not be able to keep up with the progress of your studies.

But when he thought of returning to normal, he would start daily cram schools and interest classes again, and he felt his head hurt again.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to learn, but he just thinks it’s hard to learn. The things the teacher talks about are like alien languages. His head is about to blow up for him, but he still doesn’t understand.

Every time he saw the regretful look in his parents’ eyes, he felt very guilty and felt that he was really not suitable for studying. What kind of cram school was a waste of money.

And those hobby classes, he also felt very stupid.

What painting, piano, Go, please, he is a boy, shouldn’t boys like playing football the most?

The World Cup will be held again the following year. From his “professional” point of view, China may not even have a chance to qualify this time.

Do you play football one by one? Are you embarrassed to represent China even if you stop the ball two meters away?

Can’t even represent me as a primary school student!

It’s still groaning all day long.

So he has a dream, he wants to play well, he will be a player when he grows up, and he must play in the World Cup.

But the dream is beautiful and the reality is cruel. His parents didn’t give him this opportunity at all. He felt that his own football talent was about to be drowned by those cram schools.

I remember when he was learning “Young Musician Yang Ke”, he thought it was ironic.

These adults sighed and regretted, that a genius was gone, but at the same time they were obliterating geniuses. In reality, I don’t know how many geniuses like Yang Ke have been crushed to death by their assignments.

And I was one of them, Li Yongjun thought.

It’s a pity that although you don’t have to go to cram school to pretend to be sick, you can’t play football either.

So he decided to go to Shenghai for a good time, and go to school after returning.

Anyway, I am dead, just an empty shell without a soul. Let them arrange what the adults want to arrange.

…

“Dad, discuss something with you.” Li Zijin found a gap and said to Li Tingyuan alone.

“what’s up?”

“We may ask you to borrow some money, this time to Shenghai, the cost may not be small, I am afraid our money is not enough.”

Li Tingyuan frowned.

It’s not that he is reluctant to pay a little pension, but the salary of Li Zijin’s young couple is not low, and they add up to almost 30,000.

Although I usually spend a little bit more money, I may have bought some financial management, but there should always be money for the child’s medical treatment.

“How much do you want?”

“I asked, Professor Yang said it’s about seven to eighty thousand yuan,” Li Zijin said with a sigh, “but you know that the current hospital has no depth, so why should I prepare two hundred thousand first.”

Li Tingyuan’s face is dark, and TMD hasn’t found one of his farts, so he should prepare 200,000?

Originally, he was still thinking about letting Li Zijin take his grandson to have a look, but if it doesn’t work, he would go to the fortune teller.

But when he heard that so much money was required, he changed his mind.

So he showed off directly: “Today I went to find that fortune teller.”

Li Zijin frowned and began to feel unhappy in his heart.

Regardless of whether he is high or not, Li Tingyuan continued: “He said Xiaojun is fine. As long as he talks more and communicates with him, it won’t take long for him to get better.”

Li Zijin hehe in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the fortune-teller was even more unreliable than he thought.

Ordinary Rivers and Lakes doctors, although they are also deceptive, but after giving you some divine water, they will usually say: I have helped you get rid of the evil demon, so you can go to the doctor to get some medicine or something.

This fortune-teller is not bad, so he will not let him send Xiaojun to the hospital. Can he afford the responsibility if he delays the treatment?

It’s a misunderstanding!

“Dad, I told you not to believe in those useless, and you don’t want to think, he can really treat the disease, why are there so many doctors and hospitals?”

“People specialize in treating diseases that hospitals can’t cure!”

Li Zijin really didn’t know what to say. Sometimes the old man became stubborn and the cows couldn’t be pulled back.

“Forget it, let’s not talk about it, you look at the money…”

“I’ll take the money.”

“You take it?” Li Zijin asked puzzledly, “Where do you take it?”

“I’m going with you, I’m going to see that hospital, what’s so great!”

…

The moment he walked into the hospital, Li Zijin was moved by the environment in front of him.

Although it is in a metropolis full of tall buildings, this hospital is like a piece of pure land in the bustling city, with the dust coming out of Bufan.

Walking into the hall, a young nurse in a pink nurse uniform smiled and greeted him.

Because Professor Yang had already greeted him, the three of them received a very warm reception and were taken directly to the expert’s office.

Thinking of the crowds in the hospital in Xilin City, where you have to queue for an hour to register, he thinks the service here is simply great.

The expert who consulted Li Yongjun was also surnamed Li, kind-looking and amiable.

It is said that he has 30 years of clinical experience in neurology and has published papers in many international medical journals. After inquiring about Li Yongjun’s condition in detail, she prescribed specific inspection items.

“There may be a lot of items that need to be checked, and it is also very cumbersome,” Professor Li said in the end, “but don’t worry, you can’t finish it today, and tomorrow, yes. Anyway, let’s take our time, and we will definitely do our best. Try your best, find out the problem first, and then talk about how to treat it.”

Li Zijin once again felt that this trip was the right one. The professor is the professor. Whether it is work attitude or speaking level, it is far from ordinary hospitals.

So they came to the payment window under the leadership of the nurse.

The required inspection fee has already been calculated, totaling 38,400 yuan.

Li Zijin shuddered after hearing this, thirty-eight thousand?

This is not a mistake, right? The cost of inspection alone is so much?

Wouldn’t it be necessary to treat more after that?

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