After just two steps, Zhao Chenli found that his mother was standing at the door. When he saw him coming back, his steps were bumpy and rushed to him and hugged him.

Looking at his mother You Zi's trembling shoulders, Zhao Chen's eyes felt sour, and he held back his tears and said, "Mom, I'm back."

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back! Let's let my mother see if she's wronged inside." After his mother Wang Ya let go of Zhao Chen, she looked at Zhao Chen and asked with concern.

"Mom, look, I'm not doing anything. Those policemen are pretty good. On the contrary, the second uncle, he was arrested by the police on the charge of defamation, and he is probably in jail now."

"Oh, your second uncle is too cautious. If your deceased grandfather had not distributed most of the property to your father, your second uncle would not have treated us like this." Wang Ya sighed, the past seemed to be vivid in her eyes, and there was a little sadness in her eyes.

"Mom, let's not talk about this, let's go into the house!" Zhao Chen was not easy to respond at this time, and there were several people nearby staring at him, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Wang Ya nodded and walked into the dilapidated bungalow with Zhao Chen's help.

It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when Zhao Chen came back, and Wang Ya had already cooked the food and waited for Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen carefully helped Wang Ya to the wooden chair, and then he went to sit on the wooden stool with sprained ankle.

While having dinner, Zhao Chen fumbled on his body, carefully took out the check with 30,000 Hong Kong dollars written on it and placed it in front of his mother Wang Ya.

"Mom, see what this is!"

At first, Wang Ya thought it was just a piece of paper, but when she saw the handwriting on it clearly, she was stunned. She had lived here all her life, and she had never seen such a large amount.

"Chen'er, how did this money come from?" Wang Ya was stunned for a while, and couldn't help asking in confusion.

"Didn't I take the time to write a script these days? Today I sold that script to TVB. This is part of the remuneration paid by the TVB first. After the TV series is broadcast, the rest of the remuneration will be received."

Zhao Chen naturally would not say that the 30,000 Hong Kong dollars was overdrawn by himself, so he had to say that. He was afraid that his mother would worry and there were many unnecessary explanations.

Wang Ya was still a little disbelief: "But there are too many of them!"

"Mom, with this money, you can go to the hospital to take care of your feet!"

Hearing Zhao Chen's sincere words, Wang Ya's face obviously hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Forget it, let's not be cured. This money is hard-earned, so save it first, and use it when you marry your wife in the future! Mom is old, and it's actually nothing to have a lame leg."

"Mom, you can't say that. You don't know your son's ability. If you don't talk about this, the manga and novel I contributed in one year will have millions of royalties! If it is published, the money will be even more. Therefore, your son will not be short of this money in the future. This money will be used to cure your feet. I will take you to the hospital tomorrow!" Zhao Chen shook his head, obviously disagreeing with his mother's words. He knew that Wang Ya said this entirely for him, but he would not have made his mother suffer for the rest of his life for this money. That would be really worse than a beast.

Wang Ya shirked it a few times, but Zhao Chen would push it back every time, and eventually he had to collect the check.

Not long after, Zhao Chen finished his meal and washed the dishes, and then returned to his room.

"When the script of "SH Beach" is finished, which comic should I draw?"

In the room, Zhao Chen thought. If he calculated at his speed, the script of "SH Beach" would be completed in about a week, and then this time would be free. He began to choose the classic comics in his mind.

"By the way, it's it. If it is postponed, the original author of this comic will be serialized in a year. You can't make this classic comic so cheap, just it! Then I will spend my extra time painting this comic. I think with my fame at that time, the sales of this classic comic in Hong Kong should not be too bad. The most important thing is to let it go out of Hong Kong and enter the world!"

After thinking for a long time, a classic island country comic suddenly appeared in Zhao Chen's mind, and a smile couldn't help but burst into tears. That classic comic was seen when he was a child in his previous life and has a wide range of fans among comic fans. This comic also has far-reaching significance. The reason why a certain movement in the island country has become the forefront of Asia is that this comic can be said to have made great contributions!

After Zhao Chen finished thinking, he temporarily put him aside and focused on painting his own work.

The next day, Zhao Chen got up early one morning and went out to exercise. Suddenly, he found that the people he met looked at him differently than before. As for what was different, he actually couldn't explain it clearly, as if he had more attention and respect.

After more than 20 days of hard training, Zhao Chen's body has become stronger now. In addition, he has finally reached the level of food and clothing at home. He has been a little nutritious, but at least he no longer looks as thin as before. His whole body's energy is more vigorous and his personal charm has increased indirectly.

When he returned home, he suddenly found a car parked at the door of his house. To be precise, it was the Bicycle yesterday. The people around him obviously recognized Bicycle, but it was no longer as exaggerated as yesterday. However, he still looked at it a few more times, his eyes full of envy.

"Year-time, Brother Li, what wind blows you over?" Zhao Chen came outside the door of the Da Ben cab and said with a smile on his face when he saw the middle-aged driver inside.

"Year-time, Zhao Chen! It was Ms. Fang Yihua who asked me over. She said you might have to take your mother to the hospital today, so she sent me over!"

"So that's the case. Ms. Fang is really meant. Then I'm going to trouble Brother Li again this time." Zhao Chen frowned. Fang Yihua is really careful and even takes the initiative to help him. In this way, she will owe her more and more favors. It's really a headache.

"No trouble. Anyway, I have very free time except for being a driver for Daheng Shao and Ms. Fang all day long!" The middle-aged driver waved his hand and looked like he was indifferent.

"Okay, I wonder if Brother Li has eaten breakfast? If not, come to me!"

"I've eaten breakfast when I go out, so I don't need it. You'd better go and eat first, I'll just wait here for a while!"

"Okay, I'll bring my mom over when I finish eating."

Zhao Chen nodded and entered the bungalow. After some trouble, he helped his mother to the front door.

When the middle-aged driver inside saw Wang Ya's appearance, he quickly got out of the car, opened the door behind, and then helped Wang Ya in with Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen did not sit in the passenger seat, but also sat in the back seat to take care of Wang Ya.

"Brother Li, take us to Tseung Kwan O People's Hospital!"

"Okay!" The middle-aged uncle agreed and started the car. Due to the bumpy road, in order to take care of the lame Wang Ya, he had to go to the destination at a relatively slow speed.

In the hospital, Zhao Chen walked anxiously outside the operating room. Wang Ya's broken leg was much more serious due to the long-term lack of treatment. Only surgery can have hope of complete recovery.

As for the cost of the operation, it was not high, which exceeded Zhao Chen's expectations. Even if his mother was allowed to stay in the hospital for recuperation, it would only cost more than 7,000 yuan in total. Compared with the sky-high surgical expenses in the later generations, it was really a difference between heaven and earth.

"I said Zhao Chen, you shook my head so hard that I was dizzy. I was just lame. It was not cancer. This is just a very simple thing for the doctor.

, and there will be no life danger!" The driver surnamed Li sat on the plastic chair beside him. Seeing that Zhao Chen was about to continue walking back, he couldn't help but speak.

"I understand this, but I'm just nervous, afraid of what if I want it!" Zhao Chen stopped helplessly, barely sat on the chair, but his eyes were staring at the operating room door.

"This is also human nature, but I think there will be a result soon. You have to believe in the doctor's medical skills!"

"Huh, I understand!" Zhao Chen took a deep breath. He forgot that the current professional quality of doctors is far beyond that of later generations. How can they harm patients? This can be seen from the cost.

Soon, the light on the operating room flashed and disappeared. Zhao Chen stood up as if conditioned reflexes, standing at the door waiting, his hands unknowingly pinched into fists, and his heart was filled with nervousness and confusion.

The door of the operating room slowly opened, and several doctors and nurses pushed the bed out.

"Doctor, how is my mother?"

"The operation is very successful. You only need to recuperate for another month or two to almost recover!" said an old doctor with a smile on his face.

"Huh, thank you all the doctors!" Zhao Chen was overjoyed when he heard this, and showed a sincere smile without any concealment on his face, thanking the doctor and nurse.
Chapter completed!