Rebirth: Rising Hong Kong

Hong Kong Concord Hospital,

The third floor, VIP ward.

Yan Xiong was supported by his subordinate Agui, he walked to the bathroom with difficulty, and took a pee.

This time when he urinated, Yan Xiong fully understood what life would be better than death. He was obviously very depressed, but he couldn't urinate, and the swelling was severe.

The doctor told him that this is a very serious kidney disease, which could have been alleviated or treated with drugs, but Yan Xiong himself has diabetes, and with the addition of other messy diseases, it is very difficult to treat. The only way now is to " Kidney replacement".

But in this day and age, kidney replacement is a very precise operation, which requires senior experts from the United States to do it.

Another more difficult issue is the source of kidney. Yan Xiong's blood type is quite special, so it is difficult to find a source of kidney. He has eight children, all of them have been checked, but none of them are suitable.

In fact, Yan Xiong heard that those children never planned to donate a kidney to him from the very beginning, and even bribed those doctors to issue false certificates, proving that their kidney source was not suitable.

After Yan Xiong heard the news, he wanted to question them, but in the end he restrained himself from attacking. Because he is old and the children are still young, how can they be healthy after donating a kidney? !

Since the children are not willing to donate, then spend money to buy!

Yan Xiong has a lot of money.

As the leading "arms king" in Asia and one of the heads of Huyue Fund Company, Yan Xiong is also a well-known financial tycoon.

It can be said that following Shi Zhijian for more than ten years, Yan Xiong has reached the pinnacle of wealth, Lei Luo ran to Canada in order to greedy billions, and finally paid more than half of his family property in order to return to Hong Kong, and now he is reduced to being an advertising endorsement star. From Yan Xiong's point of view, it was extremely depraved.

As for him, he just ate a few mouthfuls of broth with Shi Zhijian, and now his total assets have reached more than one billion.

At this moment, Yan Xiong feels that he has reached the pinnacle of his life, that he lacks nothing and can have everything, but he is wrong! There is one thing he can't have, and that is---health!

When Yan Xiong's total assets exceeded two billion Hong Kong dollars, he was first diagnosed with diabetes, then kidney disease, then cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and fatty liver---

It can be said that his whole body is a tofu dregs project, and it will collapse when pressed.

In order to cure the disease and survive, Yan Xiong hired the top doctor in the United States with a high salary to prescribe a special consultation for him, and purchased millions of machines for kidney dialysis, but even so, his body was getting weaker day by day. He hangs his fortune in one breath.

Agui helped Yan Xiong out of the bathroom, and Yan Xiong immediately saw a large group of his wives and children waiting in front of the hospital bed.

Yan Xiong looked at them impatiently.

"husband!"

"Daddy!"

"Dad!"

The three wives and eight children shouted one after another.

"What are you doing here, see if I'm dead?" Yan Xiong asked Agui to help him lie down on the bed, and asked him to take a pillow and put it under his waist.

"Husband, how can you say that? We all like you to be healthy and safe." The wife of the main house stepped forward and said.

"Yeah, dad, I hope you get better soon just like mom! Don't you like holding your grandson very much? Xiangzi always calls grandpa at home and asks when you will come back." The eldest son said with a smile .

Hearing his grandson, Yan Xiong showed a smile on his stern face, "It's rare that you guys are serious this time! Now that you've finished reading, let's go, I'm going to rest!"

"Uh, this--" The eldest son looked at his mother.

The wife of the main house forced a smile on her face: "Look at you, it seems like you are driving us away. In fact, we have something very important to discuss with you this time!"

"Yeah, it's very important!" The others echoed.

"How important is it? More important than my rest?" Yan Xiong said angrily.

The main room stopped pretending, "Master, to be honest, your body looks like this now, you can last for a few years if you put it nicely, and you don't know when... you know!"

"Hmph, I knew you were waiting for me to die!" Yan Xiong said angrily.

"Don't blame us for being so impersonal. Now you are the head of the family. If you go, what will happen to this huge family business? Who will distribute your billions of assets to?"

"Yeah, dad, you might as well divide up the family property while you're still sober!" The other children echoed.

Yan Xiong stared angrily, "You wolf-hearted **** only care about my family property, even if I really die, you won't shed a single tear!"

"You can't say that," said the eldest son. "If you really die, we will definitely burn paper and incense for you on Qingming Festival, and we won't let you suffer down here! On the other hand, what's the point of you still guarding so much property now?" Meaning? Your body, you know it yourself, even if we don’t tell you, you should know it.”

"You----" Yan Xiong pointed at his son's nose, too angry to speak.

"I know it's a bit harsh to say this, but it's the truth. You taught me to be ruthless and do whatever it takes to benefit!"

"That's right, Daddy, you taught me before that you should not be too honest, but be treacherous and realistic. We all remember what you said!" said the youngest daughter.

Yan Xiong was dizzy and closed his eyes.

The image of him teaching children when he was young emerged in his mind. At that time, he was nicknamed "Smiling Tiger", and he was one of the four major detectives in Hong Kong.

Non-toxic no husband!

This is his motto.

So what he taught the children is also this theory, thinking that as long as the children learn this, they will not suffer in society in the future.

But now,

He knew he was wrong.

A poisonous word that harms others and even yourself.

Looking at the eight unfilial children in front of him, Yan Xiong's heart was bleeding and crying.

Did I teach such a group of tigers and wolves? !

"Okay, Dad, I won't say much else, this time I even called the lawyer! Divide the family property while you are still sober!" The eldest son couldn't help but let the lawyer come in.

The lawyer was well-dressed, and he was very polite when facing Yan Xiong. He bowed and said, "Hello, Mr. Yan, I am the Royal Counsel -----"

"Get out!" Yan Xiong shouted loudly, startling everyone.

"Get out! Immediately, immediately!" Yan Xiong was about to explode.

The wives and children were all terrified.

The lawyer shuddered too.

Although Yan Xiong is a sick tiger now, his prestige is still there.

The eldest son coughed, strong and calm, "Okay then, I'll give you a few more days to think about it! But this matter has to be resolved, you can't distribute hundreds of millions of property to outsiders?!"

The eldest son was ready to lead everyone to leave after speaking.

Yan Xiong coughed violently from behind.

Suddenly, the eldest son turned around and said, "Say one more word, Dad! Do you know how much medical expenses you spend a day? To save your life, you spend 300,000 a day! If I were you, I would save some money for my children." ..."

Yan Xiong opened his mouth and stared, this time he couldn't even utter the word "scroll".

The eldest son shrugged disdainfully and went out with everyone.

His wife criticized him: "How can you say that?"

"I'm telling the truth! 300,000 a day, nearly 10 million in a month—how long is he going to last?"

The sound faded away.

Yan Xiong coughed harder.

Agui desperately beat him on the back.

Yan Xiong finally heaved a sigh of relief, looked at A Gui pitifully and said, "Am I miserable?"

"Uh, Master Yan, why do you say that?"

"Isn't it?" Yan Xiong couldn't hold back anymore, tears fell down, "Isn't it? Others envy my wives and concubines, having many children and blessings, but you can also see that I am miserable than anyone else! Cough cough cough !"

"I'm about to die. Not only do they not care about me, but they also want to share my property! I only spent a little more money to survive, and they feel sorry for you! Cough cough! Pu your mother! I earned all this money Yes, I can spend whatever I want! Zhong You----"

Yan Xiong struggled to get up from the bed, "They want me to burp sooner, but I don't like them!"

"Master Yan, don't move around! The doctor said, you need to cultivate yourself!" Agui hurriedly supported Yan Xiong, for fear that something might happen to him.

"I'm going to the doctor, I want them to find me a kidney source as soon as possible! I can't die, absolutely not!" Yan Xiong gritted his teeth and struggled.

At this time ----

"Mr. Yan, I have some good news for you!" The attending doctor came in from the outside with a happy face, and immediately saw that Yan Xiong was about to stand up, "Mr. Yan, what are you doing? Don't move around, you need to rest now. "

Yan Xiong snorted coldly: "Rest? If I continue to rest, I will sleep forever!"

"How could it be? You are so lucky!" The attending doctor said with a smile, "Your kidney source has been found! Someone is willing to donate a kidney to you!"

"Ah, what?" Yan Xiong was so excited that he almost staggered to the ground.

"I said, someone is willing to donate a kidney to you, and his kidney matches yours very well! You are saved!"

Yan Xiong's whole head was buzzing, suspecting that he had heard wrong, he grabbed the doctor suddenly: "Is what you said true?"

"It's absolutely true!" The attending doctor understood Yan Xiong's mood, and didn't care about his excessive behavior.

Yan Xiong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, "Heaven will not kill me! Heaven will not kill me! Agui, did you hear that I have a kidney source, and someone is willing to donate it to me! Hahaha!"

The sudden surprise made Yan Xiong a little crazy.

"Yes, Lord Yan, you are saved!" Agui wiped away tears and said.

After being happy for a while, Yan Xiong came to his senses and asked the doctor: "How much is the other party asking for? I will give whatever!"

The doctor shook his head: "He doesn't want money~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Uh, he doesn't want money...how come?"

"He said that he is a member of the Red Cross Society and is a voluntary donation, so he doesn't need money!"

"There are such fools in the world?" Yan Xiong couldn't believe it for a moment.

Even Agui didn't believe it.

The doctor smiled: "Anyway, what I said is true. Take a good rest these days and prepare for the operation!"

After the doctor finished speaking, he gave Yan Xiong a few more words before leaving.

Yan Xiong was still excited, when the doctor left, he suddenly remembered something, and told Agui: "Go get a pen and paper, I want to make a will!"

"Well?"

"This operation is so dangerous, even if those gangsters don't want me to die, I have to write down my will first!"

"clear!"