Chapter 185 You'll be dead by then, even after a hundred years.
Chairman Zhang's caregiver returned quickly and immediately cleaned up the mess.
The ward was clean and bright again. Mao Mao sat on a chair by the bed, obediently holding a washed apple and munching on it. She was focused on eating, her chubby cheeks puffing out.
The apples were brought over by the first wife herself.
Although it's impolite to eat the gifts you brought as a hospital visit, Zhang Weihai had smashed most of the things in the ward, and the bananas had been trampled into mud.
"I didn't expect Mrs. Lou to still care about my health," Zhang Weihai sighed. "I didn't faint at Miss Lou's birthday party that day, did I? I hope I didn't cause you any trouble?"
The first wife gently shook her head: "Compared to us, Chairman Zhang, you should take better care of your health. The other day, I saw that you didn't look well, and when you finally collapsed, it really gave everyone a fright. My husband Heming said that your condition was very dangerous, Chairman Zhang, you need to pay more attention to your health."
Zhang Weihai quickly said, "That day, it was all thanks to the Second Young Master. I heard from Jing Shu that Miss Lou and the Second Young Master saved my life! Otherwise, I might have lost my life..."
He didn't say the rest.
It's too unlucky to talk about these things while I'm in the hospital.
Zhang Weihai said apologetically, "I originally wanted to personally thank your family, but I can't be discharged from the hospital for a while, so I was delayed."
What did the doctor say?
"It's nothing serious, you'll be discharged soon."
The first wife nodded without asking any further questions.
In just a few days, Chairman Zhang, though still quite plump, had visibly lost a lot of weight. Clearly, this accident was not as minor as he had made it out to be.
The first wife glanced at Mao Mao, who was intently munching on an apple beside her. The little girl had a chubby face that was rounder than the apple in her hand.
Zhang Weihai also noticed her gaze and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm so grateful to Miss Lou for saving my life."
Although he fainted and didn't know what happened afterward, he remembered everything that happened before he fainted clearly.
Suddenly, this young girl ran off and pulled the doctor, Lou Ershao, right in front of him. There was no warning, no reason; she just suddenly brought the doctor to him. Fortunately, she brought Lou Ershao in time, otherwise he wouldn't have survived.
His life was saved by Mao Mao!
Before this, Mao Mao had saved him more than once.
Earlier, at his daughter's birthday party, Mao Mao had saved him once. Later, Mao Mao rescued his youngest son from kidnappers. Last winter, during that sudden cold snap, it was also because of her early warning that his business did not suffer too much damage.
By that calculation, he already owes this young girl a great deal of kindness.
"I don't know how to repay Miss Lou's life-saving grace," Zhang Weihai exclaimed.
The first wife said gently, "Chairman Zhang, you are still ill, so you don't need to think about these things. Mao Mao won't care about these things."
"hold head high?"
Hearing her name called, Mao Mao looked up from the apple in confusion.
Zhang Weihai then asked, "Miss Lou, what do you want? I will do my best to repay you with anything I can give you."
"What should we repay?"
"You saved my life, I should repay you."
"Help?"
After thinking for a moment, Mao Mao generously said, "No need."
"How can this be?"
"It's okay, Uncle," Mao Mao said. "Being sick is very uncomfortable. You should take good care of yourself and get better soon."
Zhang Weihai was taken aback.
He was speechless, unsure how to respond, when he heard such thoughtful words from the little girl.
Mao Mao blinked and asked him again, "Uncle, are you feeling any better now?"
Zhang Weihai paused for a moment before saying, "Oh, oh, I feel much better now."
"Then don't be angry, okay? My mom said getting angry is bad for your health." Mao Mao continued to use her little baby teeth to deal with the apple, saying indistinctly, "My brother said that we should be healthy."
Zhang Weihai was speechless for a moment.
He and his first wife exchanged a glance, unsure of what to say.
When the little girl arrived, she witnessed him kicking his children out and throwing a tantrum, all of which she saw. Being reprimanded like this by a short, chubby child made him blush with embarrassment.
But I also felt a warm feeling in my heart.
Such simple care is rarely felt anymore.
This is in stark contrast to the unfilial sons in the family.
“I didn’t want to be angry, they made me angry.” Zhang Weihai couldn’t help but say, “You don’t know, I…”
"hold head high?"
Mao Mao raised her head again, her bright black eyes wide open, her little ears perked up, looking at him curiously.
Zhang Weihai didn't know what to say next.
You can't exactly complain to a four-year-old who's not even as tall as an adult's waist about all the troubles you have at home, can you?
Even if I explained it to her, she wouldn't understand!
He could only sigh again, saying disappointedly, "If only all my children were as considerate as Miss Lou!"
“My sister is great!” Mao Mao said, puzzled. “Brother Sen Sen is great too.”
Zhang Weihai paused for a moment: "...They are good. I'm talking about the others."
Mao Mao was still puzzled.
Zhang Weihai didn't know how to explain it to her.
He should mention his unfilial sons. When he was in good health, they fought endlessly over the family property, creating a huge mess that angered him and caused him to fall seriously ill.
When he arrived at his hospital bed, those unfilial sons were eager to divide the family property. He wasn't even dead yet; he was still in his hospital bed. When they came, they didn't say a word of concern. Instead, they started clamoring for him to divide the family property while he was still alive, as if they were afraid of being taken advantage of. They almost started fighting in front of his bedside.
Before they even started fighting, Zhang Weihai couldn't hold back and drove the group out.
Now he has to admit that he has failed as a father!
He was busy with his business and neglected his children's upbringing. Although he had many children, he realized at the last minute that the only one he could truly rely on was his daughter, Zhang Jingshu. But even this daughter had drifted apart from him and gone off to start her own business.
Mao Mao couldn't understand it, but the First Madam could.
She gently advised, "Chairman Zhang, you are still ill. Getting better is the most important thing. Nothing else matters."
Zhang Weihai smiled bitterly: "Mrs. Lou, I'm just afraid that after I pass away, there will be no one to carry on my family line."
“A hundred years, that’s a long time.” Mao Mao said innocently, “Uncle, you’ll be dead by then.”
Zhang Weihai: "..."
The first wife coughed and said, "Mao Mao, what Chairman Zhang means is that he doesn't know who should inherit his family business."
Zhang Weihai couldn't help but say, "I don't want to give any of my unfilial sons to me now."
"hold head high?"
Mao Mao was puzzled: "If you don't want to give it, you don't have to."
"You won't give it to me?" Zhang Weihai teased her, "Miss Lou, I have so much money that I can't spend it all while I'm alive."
"Oh, then I'll donate it."
"Donate it?"
The wives in the family often do charity work, which Mao Mao has heard about many times.
Holding the apple, she said indistinctly, "Give it to Maomao, Maomao can eat an apple too."
Zhang Weihai couldn't help but laugh as he listened.
Should I give it to Mao Mao?
Of course, no problem!
Having just been heartbroken, he would rather give all his assets to the young girl who had saved his life than to those unfilial sons.
However, the little girl's words opened his mind.
Last winter, when the people of Haicheng suffered from disaster, the Zhang family's shop not only did not raise prices, but also donated a lot of supplies to the victims. At that time, he received far more praise than he did from his own children, which made him feel very comfortable.
Donating to those in need is far more useful than dealing with those ungrateful bastards who only know how to squander money!
Speaking of which, an old friend contacted him privately some time ago, wanting him to provide some financial support to their organization...
Zhang Weihai fell into deep thought.
"We've been bothering Chairman Zhang for a long time. Please take care of yourself and get some rest."
"Ah? Oh." Zhang Weihai said absentmindedly, "Mrs. Lou, take care, I won't see you off any further."
The first wife stood up and reached out her hand to the little girl by the window: "Mao Mao, it's time to go home."
"oh!"
Mao Mao jumped off the stool and ran over to take the First Madam's hand.
"Big Mommy," Mao Mao said obediently as she leaned closer, "Mao Mao wants to eat a baked pancake."
First wife: "Okay, I'll buy it for you."
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