As Shawman expected, there are indeed many people who come to play in the golf club today, and many of them come with their families and friends.

But Shawman walked around the court for a long time and couldn't meet a boss he knew or looked familiar with.

Yan Feifan met someone.

The middle-aged man who was almost hit by a car last Sunday was the car.

He saw the other person, and the other person saw him too.

Moreover, the man with a belly who was chatting and playing basketball with three friends waved to him.

Yan Feifan has a bad impression of this guy.

However, if he could give him some love and give him some blood, he would still be happy to see him.

Yan Feifan turned around and walked towards him, and Xiao Man also followed with a quick step.

The man with a small belly looked at Yan Feifan who came close to him and chuckled: "Doctor Yan Feifan from the affiliated hospital, I remember correctly, right?"

Yan Feifan nodded gently.

The man with a belly belly asked again: "You are here to play basketball too?"

The other three friends of the man with a belly started talking to each other, took off their gloves and asked for bottled water from the staff who served them, and chatted while drinking water.

Yan Feifan said bluntly: "No, I am here to raise funds for charity."

Xiao Man stepped forward and smiled sweetly, "Hello, sir! I am a reporter from the Social News Department of Binhai Satellite TV, Xiao Man."

"Sir, what do you call me?"

"Yue Wangdao!" The man with a small belly said his name.

"Mr. Yue, I'm very happy to meet you!"

Xiao Man exchanged a greeting and then introduced: "The plastic surgery center of the affiliated hospital has a charity and public welfare project to perform plastic surgery on children with deformed and disabled people in the Municipal Welfare Hospital so that they can grow up confidently and healthily."

"It's just that this charity and charity project is limited by funds and cannot benefit more deformed and disabled children."

"Sir, are you interested in learning about this charity project?"

Yue Wangdao took a document handed over by Xiao Man, and after briefly searching for a few pages, he returned the information to Xiao Man.

He looked at Yan Feifan and asked, "Are you a plastic surgeon?"

Yan Feifan shook his head and said, "I am a surgeon and now I am undergoing rotation training in the plastic surgery center."

Yue Wangdao suddenly asked, "Doctor Qi Sheng, do you know him?"

Yan Feifan nodded and replied: "Director of Diagnostics, I have studied with Director Qi for some time."

Hearing this, Yue Wangdao stretched out his hand and a young man standing behind him immediately handed over his cell phone.

Yue Wangdao clicked on the mobile phone screen a few times, and then dialed a number.

"Doctor Qi, you're so angry today, are you here to play golf?"

"oh……"

"Doctor Qi, ask you alone, do you know a young doctor named Yan Feifan?"

"Oh...oh...oh..."

"I just heard someone mention this name by chance, so I just asked casually."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. We will compete on the court another day..."

Yue Wangdao ended the call, handed the phone to the young man behind him, and looked at Yan Feifan again.

"Doctor Qi's evaluation of you is very high."

He chuckled and said, "You are not only Dr. Qi's master, but also our understanding is quite dramatic, and it can be said to be fate."

"I want to support your charity project."

"only……"

Yue Wangdao pondered for a moment and asked, "Can you play golf?"

Yan Feifan shook his head again and said, "No, I haven't touched it."

"That's how..."

Yue Wangdao pointed to a golf hole five meters away and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't play golf, let's have a simple one."

"If you can put a hole from here and enter a hole with one shot, I will support you in this charity project of 100,000."

"You have ten chances, once, give it once."

"Ten successes will give you one million."

"If all fail..."

Yue Wangdao deliberately paused and laughed: "You can't get nothing, but you can only get one hundred thousand comfort money."

His three friends also came over with interest.

Yan Feifan visually measured the distance from the hole.

It's about four or eight meters.

He quickly simulated it in his mind and said, "Mr. Yue, I have never used golf clubs, and it is very difficult."

"Can I throw the ball directly with my hands?"

Yue Wangdao smiled and said indifferently: "Yes, as long as you are at this position, you can throw it once and let the ball enter the hole."

"It is said that surgeons have good hand-eye coordination, steady and accurate hands, so let's see your skills."

Yan Feifan bent down and picked up a golf ball on the grass.

He weighed it first, then threw it high, caught it, and then threw it high, and this kept repeating...

Yan Feifan did this in order to be familiar with the weight of the golf ball, practice the feel, and also test the impact of wind on the ball.

At the same time, in his mind, parabolas were constantly making various revisions as the angle and speed of the golf ball being thrown...

When Yan Feifan threw the golf ball up and down for thirty or forty times, Yue Wangdao was a little impatient and wanted to urge him, he saw Yan Feifan catch the falling golf ball, and suddenly flipped his wrist and threw the golf ball forward.

The ball is not thrown fast, but the arc is very high.

The ball quickly reached its highest point and began to accelerate and fall along the parabola...

Xiao Man and Yue Wangdao and the others' eyes were all pulled by the small ball until it fell into the hole like a hollow into the basket.

After a brief silence at the scene, Xiao Man raised a finger and jumped and shouted excitedly.

"Ah, ah, once you throw it into the hole, one hundred thousand! One hundred thousand!"

Yue Wangdao said in surprise: "Yan Feifan, are you a master of darts or pot throwing?"

Yan Feifan said in a singular manner: "I have never played darts or throwing pots. If I can win it in one go, it is purely luck."

In fact, he was also a little surprised when he threw himself into the hole.

The first throw was a test to verify the simulation results in his mind.

It seems to be to cater to the word "luck" mentioned by Yan Feifan, the result of the second throw.

The ball is off.

It was still far away, and the landing point was more than ten centimeters away.

Xiao Man exclaimed: "Freefan, it doesn't matter. There are eight chances left. We don't ask for more. As long as we get two more times, it will be enough for cochlear implant surgery!"

Yan Feifan smiled at Xiao Man and said confidently: "Twice, I'm not satisfied, at least six times..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the ball in his hand.

The second time I missed it, it was not because of Yan Feifan's calculation and throwing mistakes, but because of a sudden gust of wind.

This wind is a factor that he cannot control or calculate accurately.

However, Yan Feifan can wait for the wind to be gone.

Under his precise control, Yan Feifan succeeded seven times in the remaining eight opportunities.

This success rate made Yue Wangdao and his three friends unbelievable.

"Eight hundred thousand, I will have someone send the check to the hospital tomorrow."

Yue Wangdao looked at Yan Feifan's happy expression and joked: "Do you feel very happy when you make me bleeding?"

Yan Feifan said seriously: "Where is there, there is no!"

"Thank you Mr. Yue for your kindness and generosity. Those children who have been helped will be grateful to you for the rest of their lives."

Yue Wangdao cut lightly and said indifferently: "Just let them be grateful to you!"

After pausing, he continued, "I hope I will have better luck next time we meet."

Seeing that Yue Wangdao was trying to see him off, Xiao Man hurriedly said a few polite words, and then pulled Yan Feifan away.

They won another donation of 800,000 yuan, and Yan Feifan and Xiao Man were extremely satisfied with the trip.
To be continued...