Upon hearing the words "jade pendant," Lin Qingyan immediately thought of what Hu Jiajia had mentioned about Shen Man going to the Hu family for a blind date.

She learned from Hu Jiajia and Chen Lu that Shen Man no longer cares much about the conditions of the men she goes on blind dates with, but she values ​​whether the man's family has a family heirloom and how useful the heirloom is.

The reason why Shen Man and Hu Qingquan's blind date failed was not because Hu Qingquan had any problems, but most likely because there was something wrong with the Hu family's heirloom.

So, the jade pendant that Hu Qinghai mentioned is very likely a family heirloom.

Because Hu Qinghai lost the family heirloom, the Hu family no longer had the heirloom, which is why Shen Man looked down on Hu Qingquan.

It was probably because Hu Qinghai suddenly realized that he had almost let slip a secret. If others knew that his family had a family heirloom, they might covet it.

Besides this, he was also afraid that Lin Qingyan might tell Hu's parents or Hu Qingquan about him losing the family heirloom. If those three knew he had lost the jade pendant, they would definitely blame him. He had ruined what Hu Qingquan believed in, and he had no way to explain it to them.

"Dr. Lin, I have an urgent matter at home and need to sell my blood to raise money. I... I have to." I hope you didn't hear me clearly; it's not for any jade pendant.

Lin Qingyan didn't force him. "Whether you sell or not is your own business. It only concerns your personal health and safety and has little to do with me."

She pulled Grandma Lin along, saying, "Grandma, listen to me, we won't sell our blood. Come back with me."

Grandma Lin still didn't want to leave.

“Girl, but people say you can earn so much money by selling your blood once. I really want to earn money. Please let me stay and earn money.”

She is now particularly interested in making money.

Seeing her so enthusiastic, Lin Qingyan shook her head speechlessly.

"Mother-in-law, what are you going to do with all that money you earn?"

"I...I..." Grandma Lin hesitated for a moment, "I just see you and Xiao Heng earning money together every day, and so many people here are earning money too. So, I want to earn money too. I...I'll earn money to buy you and Xiao Heng delicious food. I eat what you give me every day, and I want to buy things for you too. Girl, Grandma will buy you meat buns and pretty flowers, do you like them?"

When Grandma Lin talked about something happy, her eyes curved into crescent moons with laughter.

Lin Qingyan felt very comforted and warmed by Grandma Lin's words, but she still wanted to stop her.

“Grandma, I know you're good to me and Xiaoheng, and that's enough. But you really don't need to earn money. Grandma, do you know how painful it is to have blood drawn? The nurse will take a very thick needle with a very thick tube attached and insert it into your arm to draw blood from your body.”

Lin Qingyan then gestured to show the thickness of the syringe.

"Grandma, do you remember the syringe I used to give the old sow in the brigade an injection last time? This one is even thicker than that."

Grandma Lin immediately thought of the loud squeals the old sow made when Lin Qingyan injected it with a large, thick syringe. Just thinking about it made her shudder.

Seeing that she was scared, Lin Qingyan pressed her advantage and asked, "Grandma, are you afraid of getting a shot?"

"I'm scared." Grandma Lin shuddered again. "Grandma is most afraid of injections. Girl, next time Grandma is sick, please don't give her an injection."

"Mother-in-law, drawing blood hurts more than getting a shot. Are you sure you want to have it done?"

Grandma Lin immediately shook her head.

"I won't smoke anymore, I won't smoke anymore. It hurts, I'm scared, it hurts too much."

She held Lin Qingyan's hand tightly, looking at the blood-drawing window with fear in her eyes.

"Girl, I'm not selling my blood anymore, let's go quickly."

"Okay, Mother-in-law."

Before she could pull Grandma Lin away, Grandma Lin grabbed her hand tightly and tried to escape as if she were fleeing from there.

It was about an hour later before it was Hu Qinghai's turn to have his blood drawn.

The nurse asked him, "How much should I draw?"

This was Hu Qinghai's first time selling blood; he didn't know how much could be drawn at once.

So I asked the nurse, "What's the maximum amount they can draw at once?"

Seeing that he wasn't too thin, the nurse said, "Someone like you can have at least 400 milliliters drained, or even 800 milliliters."

"Does that mean the more you smoke, the more money you get?"

"Of course, 400 ml will cost you thirty yuan, and 800 ml will cost you sixty yuan."

Hu Qinghai certainly wanted more.

"Then draw 800 milliliters for me."

"Are you sure?" the nurse asked him again.

"I'm sure, 800 milliliters, go ahead and draw it."

The nurse brought over the blood-drawing syringe. Hu Qinghai was startled when he saw the thick syringe, but in order to get the sixty yuan gambling stake, he gritted his teeth and suppressed his fear.

The nurse attached a sterilized needle to the syringe; the needle was thicker than the needles used for regular injections.

After the nurse helped Hu Qinghai sit down, she stretched out one arm and rolled up the sleeve a little to expose her forearm.

A rubber band was tied to the upper part of his forearm, and after disinfection, the needle was inserted into a blood vessel in his arm.

Each syringe has a capacity of 200 milliliters. To sell 800 milliliters of blood, you need to draw a full four syringes.

After Hu Qinghai finished having his blood drawn, he got the sixty yuan he wanted. As soon as he got the money, he felt a little dizzy.

The nurse let him sit on a bench and rest for a while. After he felt much better, she let him leave.

He hadn't eaten yet. After leaving the hospital, he took the money to a state-run restaurant, bought some food, and then returned to the old house.

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