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Chapter 6: Painting

Uncle Hai’s condition is very simple for Lin Han, not a serious illness.

Cancer in the future is as simple as treating a small cold.

Now Uncle Hai's condition is in the early stages. The reason why he was troubled in his previous life was because of the underdeveloped medical treatment. Uncle Shanghai concealed it for three years without treatment, and the tumor eventually worsened, which led to trouble.

Although he was cured in the later stage, Uncle Hai could not do heavy work and his physique was weak.

In this life, he can change this state.

"Uncle Hai, don't worry about money now. You can arrange the surgery as soon as possible. After the lesion is removed, and then use those special medicines, it will be cured soon." Lin Han said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time." Yi Hai said.

The great joys and sorrows of life are today.

Originally, he didn't want to tell his family about his illness, but was accidentally seen by Xiaogua. For their family, it was a bolt from the blue. But unexpectedly, his old friend came over and brought good news.

"Lao Lin, I envy you for having a good son and you can enjoy your happiness in the future."

"Don't you have a good son-in-law in the future."

“Hahahahaha…”

Lin Han pulled the corner of his mouth.

The chat was very good, and these two parents got involved with him again.

But he was in a good mood when he saw his family happy.

Not long after, Xiaogua and Xiaogua's mother came back from buying vegetables. They were filled with two large bags of ingredients, including those walking on the ground, swimming in the water, and flying in the sky. When they entered the door, they saw that there were talking and laughing in the hall, and their sadness disappeared a lot.

"Xiaogua, your Uncle Lin is chatting with your dad. You take your Brother Lin Han to your room to sit. I will go to cook with you Aunt Yang."

"I can help."

"You don't need your help. The kitchen is not big. Your mother and I are enough. You can accompany you Brother Lin Han." Lin's mother smiled and took two big bags of vegetables from Xiaogua, giving Lin Han a look.

Lin Han was amused and crying.

It seemed as if he knew his parents on the first day today. He felt that even if he didn't tell his family that he liked Xiaogua, he had been planning for a long time.

Today was clearly arranged.

Xiaogua's room is very cozy, in a pink and blue style. There are two hugging bear dolls on the boat, and there are small figure dolls on the small bookcase.

The most common ones in the room are paintings, sketches and landscape paintings. In addition to apple water cups, sketches also include typical exam practice paintings such as Venus, as well as landscape paintings with Chinese style.

The little melon is simple and confused, but he is very talented in painting. He can see that pure artistic conception in landscape paintings.

In addition, it is the most conspicuous large easel in the center of the room, which is two meters high.

The painting on the drawing board is a woman with the simplest lines outlined.

The body lines are soft, the hands are tightly closed, the eyes are slightly closed, the expression is quiet, there is a wishing grass in the temples, and crystal tears appearing in the corners of the narrow corners of the eyes, as if praying and missing, which is very artistic and makes people feel pity.

Lin Han looked at all the lines carefully, the lines of the body, the lines of the plain hands and the lines of the eyes, all of which were all in one stroke, without flaws, the simple lines were natural and perfect, without any extra toner and paint, just right, very aura.

In Lin Han's opinion, this painting is much better than those of the artists.

Just the lines of this painting can show Xiaogua's talent and hard work in painting.

Lin Han fell in love with this painting at a glance.

In his impression, he had never seen this painting in his previous life. He only heard Xiaogua say that her favorite painting was stolen in college and never painted the same painting again.

It was a pity for her to have a long time to do that painting, but Lin Han didn't know what the painting looked like.

Now it seems that it should be this painting.

“This painting is so beautiful.”

"Thank you, Brother Lin Han." Hearing Lin Han's praise, the little melon's eyes bent into crescent moons.

"Can you sell it to me? I'll pay a high price." Lin Han asked.

"This is my favorite painting! I won't sell it, but Brother Lin Han wants it, I can give it to you." Xiao Gua looked at the painting and gave away her beloved things without any hesitation.

"I will definitely make a lot of money when Xiaogua becomes a famous artist in the future. I won't refuse. I will give you whatever you need in the future." Lin Han smiled.

"Yeah." Xiaogua responded: "I'm idle now, so I'll draw a portrait of Brother Lin Han."

"Okay." Lin Han agreed without hesitation, suddenly feeling sad.

In her previous life, she never picked up the brush after her father had surgery.

She said that her father's condition was concealed until the late stage because she spent too much money on studying art. She refused to paint since then, and even though the easel was dusted at home, she never touched it again.

So the two were in love in their previous lives, but Xiaogua never drew a portrait of him.

After asking Lin Han to do what he thought, Xiaogua looked at Lin Han with her head tilted and said, "I found that Brother Lin Han is quite handsome, and many girls must like it."

“…”

...

At the dinner table, the two families sat around, and the atmosphere was not as sad as it began.

When Lin Han heard that Uncle Hai’s disease was easy to cure, both families felt much more at ease.

They had no doubt about Lin Han's words.

Lin Han is the most educated person in his family, and in just two months, he made money that they would never make in their entire lives. They accepted the fact that Lin Han grew up in their hearts.

Now I can stand alone.

"Xiao Han is about to graduate from college, and he will become an adult in the future." Uncle Hai's face sighed: "I still remember that during the Chinese New Year, he came to ask me how he wanted a red envelope."

"Hahahahaha!" The little melon next to him smiled heartlessly.

Lin Han looked embarrassed, but when he saw Xiaogua's smiling face, he looked doting. This was the first time he saw Xiaogua's smiling face since his new life, and he also hoped that he would see it often in the future.

Seeing Lin Han’s appearance, several parents smiled tacitly without saying a word.

"Xiaohan, don't worry about eating it yourself. Peel a shrimp for the little melon." Lin's mother said.

"Well!"

Lin Han, under the slightly smiling eyes of several parents, grabbed the largest one, carefully peeled the shell, dipped it in the sauce and put it in the bowl of the melon.

"Thank you, Brother Lin Han."

The melon is filled with shrimp and tastes fragrant. I still don’t understand the unique gaze of a few parents.

The most common home-cooked meal, if it weren't for Uncle Hai's condition, he might have had a lot more enjoyable meal.

...

After returning from Xiaogua's house, he carefully placed the two paintings he got. He plunged into the extremely simple laboratory and began to prepare anti-cancer drugs.

Biotechnology is very developed in the future.

Humans eliminate cancer twenty years later, artificial intelligence was applied to biotechnology and drug development, and drugs targeted for cancer were developed.

However, this technology has not been announced for a long time.

This technology was first developed successfully in the hands of North American pharmaceutical giants.

Worried about the unsustainable profits involving a large number of anti-cancer drugs, capitalists who hold pharmaceutical giants have joined forces to reject large-scale production of drugs, producing only a very small amount, and sold them to wealthy and upper-class circles around the world at sky-high prices.

Among the current medical capitalists, there is a famous saying: Drugs that can cure diseases are not good medicines. Only the kind of medicine that cannot cure diseases and can prevent patients from dying from ill are good medicines.

Even during the pandemic, medical capitalists have publicly said that they hope that the epidemic will continue, so that their pharmaceutical companies will continue to make money.

The popularization of drugs for curing cancer in previous lives was after the domestic anti-cancer vaccines and anti-cancer drugs matured. Due to the universal medical insurance, many of the money spent on serious illnesses are responsible for the national finance. In order to reduce the pain of serious illnesses for ordinary people, the official promoted anti-cancer vaccines and drugs for curing cancer.

Seeing this, European and American pharmaceutical companies had to follow up.

Lin Han has a large number of anti-cancer drugs formulas and anti-cancer vaccines in his hands.

In the interstellar era, anti-cancer drugs are almost useless. They are drugs used by low-level civilization creatures. They can be used to change materials enough and they can synthesize them at will.

They asked the doctor, and the money was in place, and the operation was scheduled three days later.

Uncle Hai's surgery was in the late stage in his previous life and the treatment was still successful, but this life was different. His rebirth and the butterfly effect appeared, and he could not predict what would happen next.

In case, Lin Han must be prepared.

The probability of radical cure is 10%-30%, and treatment is required.
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