Hu Qinghai planned that when the old lady went in to have her blood drawn, he would tell the nurse that the old lady had asked him to collect the money for her, and see if he could get the money from the old lady's blood donation. If that didn't work, he would then implement the other two methods.
"Okay, okay." Grandma Lin nodded.
In order to further improve his relationship with Granny Lin, Hu Qinghai generously praised her.
"Auntie, you have such a kind and gentle face that people want to get close to you at first sight. Auntie, it's fate that we met here, and it's my honor to meet you."
He spoke eloquently and logically, but Granny Lin just listened. She was only there to sell her blood, and whatever Hu Qinghai said didn't stop her from earning money by selling her blood.
She chuckled at every sentence Hu Qinghai said, and chuckled twice at every two sentences he spoke, her eyes fixed on the line in front of her and the blood-drawing window, paying little attention to what Hu Qinghai was saying.
Lin Qingyan came out of Lin Zhiheng's ward but didn't see Grandma Lin in the corridor. Because Grandma Lin was confused and liked to run around, Lin Qingyan was afraid that she would wander into other people's wards, so she searched for her in each ward.
Lin Qingyan didn't see Grandma Lin in any of the wards, so she had to go downstairs to look for her.
After searching downstairs, she suddenly saw a long queue, and the person at the end looked like Grandma Lin, so she quickly went over.
When she arrived and found that it was indeed Granny Lin, she was relieved.
"Grandma, what are you doing here?"
She subconsciously glanced at the front of the line, which consisted of about twenty people. They had just come from the front of the line and were all waiting to sell their blood.
My mother-in-law was also in this line. Was she going to sell her blood too?
Grandma Lin was still looking ahead expectantly, but when she heard Lin Qingyan's voice, she quickly turned her head away.
"Girl, you're here too."
Lin Qingyan pulled her mother-in-law aside. "Grandma, do you know what this team does? What are you doing here?"
"I know," she said, as if she knew everything. "This team sells blood, and I have to sell blood to make money."
"Selling blood to make money?" Lin Qingyan frowned, incredulous. "Grandma, why did you think of coming here to sell blood? Come on, let's not sell blood. Xiao Heng and I don't need you to make money."
Grandma Lin refused to leave.
“Oh, you and Xiao Heng can both earn money in our family, but I’m the only one who doesn’t. I want to be like you, I want to earn money too.”
“Xiao Heng and I can support you, so you don’t need to worry about making money.”
“But I want to earn money. People can earn thirty yuan for drawing blood once, and I want to earn thirty yuan too.” She pointed ahead.
At this moment, Hu Qinghai turned his head to look at Lin Qingyan and Grandma Lin.
First, they recognized Lin Qingyan as the village doctor in their brigade.
Once, he was beaten by his creditors because he couldn't pay his gambling debts. He lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) for a day and couldn't take it anymore, so he went to the clinic to have Lin Qingyan treat his injuries.
He did not see Granny Lin at the clinic at the time and did not know the relationship between Lin Qingyan and Granny Lin.
Now that Lin Qingyan has come to see Granny Lin, it's impossible for him to take away Granny Lin's money.
I was immediately very disappointed.
While Lin Qingyan was trying to persuade Grandma Lin, she inadvertently turned her head and saw him.
Lin Qingyan felt he looked familiar and quickly realized that he was actually a member of the Mopantun brigade.
He was badly injured that time, and his brother accompanied him to seek treatment.
Because Hu's mother was chronically ill and took medication, she frequently sought her medical help, always accompanied by her eldest son, Hu Qingquan. Therefore, she recognized Hu Qingquan.
In order to better treat him, she asked about his injuries. He said he had fallen accidentally, but she could tell that the injuries on his body were from being beaten.
Although she didn't know why he got into a fight, she could tell from his words and actions that he wasn't a well-behaved, honest person.
It's not uncommon for people to have conflicts with others and get into fights.
Hu Qinghai realized that he and Lin Qingyan were from the same brigade, and that Lin Qingyan might recognize him, so he took the initiative to greet Lin Qingyan.
"Dr. Lin, what a coincidence, you're also in this hospital."
Lin Qingyan nodded, "My younger brother is hospitalized here, so I'll take care of him."
Lin Qingyan actually knew that some people in the village came here to sell their blood.
In modern times, it is generally citizens who donate blood voluntarily out of love, but in the 1960s, 70s and 80s, there were many people who sold their blood.
Because at this time, selling blood could indeed bring in a substantial reward.
She once read in a book about a village where everyone relied on selling blood for a living. Although some people in that village used the money from selling blood to maintain a basic standard of living, while others used it to build new houses, get married, and solve other financial problems, the village became a high-incidence area for blood-borne infectious diseases.
In the end, the village was filled with people suffering from various blood-borne infectious diseases, such as hepatitis A, hepatitis B, and even AIDS, making it a veritable death zone.
Because of the limited availability of blood-drawing equipment at that time, many people shared a single syringe for blood draws. If the blood-drawing equipment was not thoroughly sterilized, it could easily lead to the occurrence of blood-borne infectious diseases.
Moreover, people at this time generally do not have enough to eat and are malnourished. If blood is drawn, it will cause varying degrees of anemia, which is very detrimental to their health.
She didn't know what difficulties Hu Qinghai was facing that required selling his blood to solve them, but as a doctor, she felt it was necessary to remind him for the sake of his health.
"Comrade Hu Qinghai, are you in a situation where you urgently need money? If you don't need the money urgently, it's best not to sell your blood. Selling blood is not only bad for your health, but it may also cause infectious diseases."
Hu Qinghai had no idea that blood donation had so many harmful effects on the body, the most frightening being that it could easily lead to infectious diseases. He immediately became frightened and wanted to give up the idea of selling blood.
But the thought of that jade pendant that had been sold made him realize that if he didn't go to the casino and win back the money that belonged to the pendant, he wouldn't be able to explain it to his family if he couldn't redeem it.
That was something his brother used to get married. If his brother found out he stole the jade pendant and gambled it away, he would definitely not let him off the hook.
He thought carefully about Lin Qingyan's words.
"Dr. Lin, you said there's a possibility of contracting an infectious disease, but it's not certain that you'll definitely get it, is it?"
Otherwise, with so many people contracting infectious diseases, who would dare to come to the hospital to sell blood?
"I'm not necessarily trying to stop you from selling your blood. I'm just reminding you of the dangers involved. Whether or not you choose to sell is your decision."
"Then I'd better sell it, otherwise I won't be able to raise the money to redeem the jade pendant."
"Jade pendant?"
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