"By the same logic, there's no such thing as a father paying for his son's debts, so why should I give you money?"

Xu Damao slammed his fist on the table.

"Xu Fugui, you've got no shame in saying that!"

Xu's mother stepped forward and scolded.

"Da Mao, how can you talk to your father like that?"

Xu Damao retorted.

"Listen to yourself, is he still my dad?"

"Is there any father who would do something so terrible to his son?"

Xu's mother stepped forward and tugged at Xu Fugui's clothes, but Xu Fugui completely ignored her.

"You're right, I'm not your father."

"From the moment you went into the steel mill and reported me, I ceased to be your father, and you, likewise, ceased to be my son. 4.6"

“If you’re not satisfied, go ahead and sue me now. Go to the steel mill, go to the neighborhood office, or if all else fails, go to the police station.”

"I want to see if you can win the lawsuit, and if you can send your father to jail."

At this point, Xu Fugui slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"But now, you get out of my house right now and don't hang around me."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."

Xu Damao's passbook was anonymous and had no password; in this day and age, you can't win a lawsuit no matter where you go.

He knew his father was deliberately retaliating against him for what happened during the Spring Festival, and he looked at Xu Fugui with anger and said coldly.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving right now."

"Xu Fugui, you'd better return every penny of this money to me, or I won't let this go!"

Xu Damao stormed out of the yard, full of hope, only to be kicked out of his home. How could he not be angry?

Chapter 212 Inviting the Divine Doctor for Drinks, Seeking a Rude Trick with a Large Sum of Money! [Please Subscribe]

After leaving the courtyard, Xu Damao headed towards the courtyard house.

Throughout the journey, he was considering how to handle the situation ahead.

His father, Xu Fugui, was determined not to pay him back, and he couldn't sue him.

This created a huge hole in his pocket, and he had nowhere to find money from the steel mill to cover it.

Actually, at the beginning, he had a thought: to run away with the money.

After all, he was already unemployed, and if he were to hand over another thousand in savings, his life would become very difficult.

After thinking it over, he gave up the idea, feeling that running away was not the right choice.

In the short term, he benefited greatly, but in the long run, it was all downsides.

If he escapes, the steel mill will definitely transfer the case to the police station, and he might end up as a fugitive who owes the government fines.

It's really not worth it to risk your entire life for a mere thousand dollars.

So he decided to go to his parents' house to get his bankbook to pay the fine, and then figure out how to find a job.

Although I can't find a decent job, I can still find a decent one to support myself.

In comparison, it's much better than going to a completely unfamiliar place to make a living.

Moreover, he believed in his abilities and was confident that he could get back on his feet once he found a job.

But now the situation is different. His mother took the 18 yuan from his savings account to pay his father's fine. How can he explain this to the factory?

When he got home, Dr. Han was still there. He looked at the listless Xu Damao and sighed.

"Xu Damao, if you're not going to get treatment, then I'll go back tomorrow."

"Judging from your current situation, I'm afraid your future won't be easy, and it might be difficult for you to find a wife anytime soon."

"Your illness will only affect your ability to have children and your quality of life; it won't kill you."

"Here's what we'll do: come find me at Red Star Commune when you're in a better financial situation, and I'll figure out a way to treat you then."

"However, I have to give you a heads-up: you'd better not get married anytime soon."

"Why not become a monk for a while, eat vegetarian food, and take good care of your health?"

"This will greatly benefit your future treatment. Think about it carefully."

"I'll stay here with you tonight, and I'll go back tomorrow afternoon."

Xu Damao felt very warm after hearing what seemed like a heartfelt message from Doctor Han.

He doesn't have any real friends; most of the people he hangs out with are just fair-weather friends.

Hearing Dr. Han's heartfelt words, Xu Damao couldn't help but want to treat him as a close friend and have a heart-to-heart talk with him.

"Dr. Han, could you chat with me for a while?"

In fact, Dr. Han already knew Xu Damao's general situation from He Yuzhu's words.

Just after Xu Damao left, he ran into Liu Haizhong, the second uncle in the yard, while strolling in the backyard. The two chatted about Xu Damao.

Therefore, he learned a lot more about Xu Damao, and Liu Haizhong even invited him to his home.

Tomorrow, Liu Haizhong's second son, Liu Guangtian, will be bringing his girlfriend home. I'd like to ask him to take a look and give me an evaluation from a doctor's perspective.

"Chatting? No problem."

"But we can't just chat like this."

Xu Damao went to the cabinet and took out a bottle of Daqu liquor that he had left there.

"That's easy to say, let's chat while we drink."

Xu Damao placed the liquor on the table, then sliced ​​a plate of sausage and fried a peanut.

"No one has lived in the house for several days, and we haven't prepared any food."

"We only have these two sausages and these peanuts left, so let's just make do with this."

"Dr. Han smiled."

"It's okay, as long as there's something to chew on so you don't drink it dry."

So the two started chatting as they talked, rambling about all sorts of things, and drinking one cup after another.

If an outsider came here and saw these two drinking, they might mistake them for long-lost friends.

As he spoke, Xu Damao, feeling frustrated and with no one to confide in, recounted what had happened at his parents' house that day.

Hearing this, even Doctor Han sighed with regret. It could be considered a case of reaping what one sows, a cycle of cause and effect.

“Xu Damao, as the saying goes, Taoism is your last resort, but you have blocked your own path.”

Xu Damao smiled wryly.

"Ugh, I'm so regretful now. Why did I have to report the Lou family when I had nothing better to do?"

"Knowing full well that he is a big capitalist, why would I still pick a fight with him? Isn't that like throwing an egg against a rock?"

"Now I have to look behind me when I walk, for fear that the Lou family will send someone to beat me up."

"Dr. Han shook his head," he said.

“I didn’t refer to the Lou family; I was referring to your report against your father.”

Xu Damao slammed his wine glass on the table.

"Don't mention him to me, he's not my dad!"

“I’m telling you, even if time could turn back, I would still choose to testify against him.”

“It wasn’t me who reported him first; he confessed on his own.”

"He's already admitted it himself. I just went along with it out of self-preservation. Was I wrong?"

“My mom mistakenly gave him my money to pay a fine. You didn’t know that at the time, and that’s okay.”

"But now they know it's my money, and they also know I've been fired from the factory and have to pay a fine within a certain period."

“In this situation, he’s denying everything and trying to renege on his promise. How can he possibly be worthy of being my father, Xu Damao!”

Doctor Han sighed as he looked at Xu Damao, who had been abandoned by everyone.

"Xu Damao, for the sake of this meal, I can give you an idea. Do you want to hear it?"

Xu Damao stared at Doctor Han and said.

"Dr. Han, you said that as long as you can help me get my money back, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

"Dr. Han shook his head," he said.

"No need for a generous reward, just give me the money for the medicine."

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