"Huh? How did you know?"
"I really am a fortune-teller. The numbers you bought the day before yesterday were 8, 12, 16, 20, 24, 28, with a blue 4. The ones you bought the day before yesterday were 3, 6..."
"You... you can even divine that? Young man, you haven't teamed up with my son to trick me, have you?"
"Sir, no one is tricking you, and there's nothing to gain from it. The hospital makes money, not me. Just go to the hospital for an examination, and you'll understand. If the results show nothing wrong, I'll reimburse you for the examination. You're still in the early stages, and it can be cured. If you put it off until the late stages, you really will die, and you'll drag your family into bankruptcy too. There's really no need for that."
"Well... well... oh, fine. I'll go!"
In the end, the old man let out a long sigh. Xiao Yu had persuaded him after all.
Xiao Yu had recited the Double Color Ball numbers he should never have known. Even his son didn't know them.
Other than fortune-telling, there really was no other explanation he could think of.
After hanging up, Xi Guofeng got out of bed with mixed feelings.
That young man really was a master fortune-teller, which meant he might actually have cancer.
What the hell was that hospital doing? They couldn't detect it when I was hospitalized before? I have to spend another ten thousand yuan before they can find it?
What a fucking money grab. And they're putting my life at risk!
"Xi Jie, get your ass in here and take me to the hospital!"
"Dad, you agreed! Hehe."
"Your old man's got cancer. Happy now?"
"Is that any way to talk? What do you mean, I'm