Chapter 178 The daughter of a prodigal son is also a prodigal son 3
Zhang Jiabao asked, "My daughter, where are you going?"
Zhang Xiaojia thought for a moment and said, "Go see my uncle."
Her uncle has always been in good health. How could he suddenly faint and no one could find out what's wrong with him? She wanted to go and see for herself.
Zhang Jiabao said, "We can't get in. The bodyguards won't let us in."
Zhang Xiaojia smiled and said, "You wait and attract the bodyguards. I'll sneak in and take a look."
When they arrived at the hospital, Zhang Jiabao went up alone first and started arguing loudly with the bodyguard. The whole building could hear it. Zhang Xiaojia asked Xiaoai to block the surveillance and gave a fake surveillance video so that he could sneak in.
Seeing that the uncle's face looked very bad, she took his pulse directly and found that he was poisoned. She looked at his eyes and pressed his abdomen with her hands. This was the capital, how could there be poisonous mushrooms, or Amanita phalloides toxins? Looking at the medical records at the end of the bed, she found that the medicine used in this case was not right. This could not be cured with current medical technology and there was no antidote. However, she had wood-related abilities and she could cure it, but how to explain it?
He is clearly an uneducated elementary school student, but he has superb medical skills and different explanations.
And this hospital is not right. It is impossible for such obvious symptoms to go undetected. She needs to think carefully about what to do.
Zhang Xiaojia had no choice but to give him the health pills first. After injecting him with nutrient solution, he gave him acupuncture and used his wood-based ability to protect his liver.
She sneaked out of the hospital again and called her father.
Zhang Xiaojia looked at his father and said, "Dad, I have to go out for something tonight. You are not allowed to go out. Just wait for me at home."
Zhang Jiabao felt that he had no authority, so he said, "Okay, okay, little ancestor, I'll wait for you at home."
Zhang Xiaojia originally planned to have the driver take her father home first, and then take a taxi to the hospital. But when she saw the heroine's illegitimate cousin standing at the door, she changed her mind and decided to go home with her father.
When Zhang Xiaona saw Zhang Xiaojia and Zhang Jiabao, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he soon showed a full smile: "Uncle, Jiajia, where have you been? I've been waiting here for a long time!"
Zhang Jiabao rudely retorted, "Don't you have your phone? Can't you call if something happens? What if we don't come back today? Are you going to wait here like an idiot?"
Zhang Xiaojia also echoed: "That's right, so stupid!"
Zhang Xiaona's face froze for a moment, but she immediately put on a smile again: "Uncle, aren't you in urgent need of money? As long as you are willing to give me grandpa's jade pendant, I can give you 100 million! Look, Jiajia and my younger brother both have jade pendants, but I don't. I want one too!"
Zhang Xiaojia immediately retorted, "Grandpa said that only legitimate children are eligible to own the jade pendant, not illegitimate children! The jade pendant belongs to my father, so it belongs to me too. Don't even think about taking it away!"
Zhang Xiaona suppressed the anger in her heart and tried to make her voice sound gentler. "Jia Jia, you owe me so much money, you can't just not pay it back! Besides, I didn't take your things for nothing, I paid a full 100 million! If we weren't family, who would spend 100 million to buy this jade pendant? I'm helping you!"
Zhang Jiabao is a prodigal son, but he has a high level of attainment in antiques. He has a place in the antique world of Beijing and is a cultured prodigal son.
He was also a good father who practiced filial piety. Hearing that Zhang Xiaona dared to criticize his precious daughter, he immediately flew into a rage and sarcastically said, "That piece of jade is top-quality imperial jade, priceless in itself. Furthermore, it has been meticulously carved into an exquisite jade pendant, and it has a long history of over 500 years, having been passed down from the Ming Dynasty to the present day. These factors alone make this jade pendant an invaluable antique. Even if I took it to an auction house, it would sell for about the same price. Do you want to discuss the value of antiques with me?"
Zhang Xiaojia continued, "Even if I sell it to an auction house, I definitely won't sell it to you. If I sell it to you, what will my eldest brother think? Besides, you don't know! Today I went to the company and met with my eldest brother. He sold the villa in Hong Kong. The money will arrive tomorrow, and he will use it directly to pay off our debts. He doesn't want our things."
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaona couldn't bear it anymore and left angrily, telling himself that there was no rush, these two prodigal sons would still owe money.
Zhang Jiabao said, "The Lao Gen couple are back home for a few days, and there's no one to cook. Let's go set up a pot. After we finish eating, I'll take you to see a play~!"
"Okay, Dad, what are Uncle Gen and Aunt Huan going back for? Isn't Brother Yong working for Big Brother?" Zhang Xiaojia asked curiously.
Zhang Jiabao thought for a moment and said, "It seems their land was taken away by their mother and given to their eldest brother."
Zhang Xiaojia quickly said, "Fuck, Dad, I'll ask Lawyer Zhao to send a lawyer over so that Aunt Huan won't be wronged."
Zhang Jiabao thought about it and quickly said, "Okay, I'll call Xiaoyong and tell him to go back home as well."
A good aunt can be inherited. Aunt Huan was inherited by her from her uncle. I remember that she had a fight with her eldest brother for Aunt Huan. It was also for Aunt Huan that they sent her only son to work.
Zhang Xiaojia and her father came to a century-old shop, walked directly to the backyard, and sat down. Her father took out the tea wrapped in brown paper from his pocket and said, "Xiao Ming, make me a pot of tea, the old rules."
"Okay, Uncle Bao, the old rules. Jiajia, you still don't want chive flowers~"
"Brother Ming, give me a bottle of soda."
Soon a copper pot was brought up, a clear soup pot, with a base of scallion, ginger and wolfberry, and four kinds of soup: shangnao, sancha, modang and cucumber strips. After eating the mutton, tofu and cabbage were served. She and her father didn't like vermicelli, and the sauce was the specialty of the restaurant here, which was served after it was prepared. If she didn't have the confidence, she wouldn't dare to prepare the sauce for the customers.
Zhang Jiabao is particular about eating hotpot, and the order of eating is also very important. He pays attention to nourishing the soup, eating fat first and then lean meat, and eating meat first and then vegetables.
He picked up one or two pieces of meat with chopsticks, shook them in the pot a few times, loosened the chopsticks appropriately, but made sure to keep a close eye on the meat. As soon as the meat changed color, he could take it out and dip it in the sauce.
He would be more particular and put the meat in a bowl, then spoon some dipping sauce on it so as not to dilute the sauce. When you take a bite, the mutton and sesame sauce melt in your mouth, and the taste is truly divine.
After she had cooked the mutton, she put it directly on the sesame paste noodles and started eating.
"It's delicious~ Dad, give me the new inkstone~" Zhang Xiaojia said coquettishly
Zhang Jiabao concentrated on eating, pretending not to hear his daughter's words. As for his daughter's "dog" handwriting, she had the nerve to use a fine Song Dynasty Duan inkstone and hid it when she got home.
Zhang Xiaojia sneered silently and took it back to her room when she returned home that night.
The end of the pot must be to finish eating the rapeseed.
The two of them walked into the theater and sat down. Dad had his own box here, where he listened to Peking Opera and drank a pot of good tea.
She was munching on peanuts and melon seeds, and she put her feet on the sofa and crossed her legs, looking very comfortable.
Zhang Jiabao looked at her with veins popping out on his forehead. He would definitely not bring this little bastard here next time!
He picked up the teapot, poured her a cup of tea, and said, "Try this tea. It's the first tea from the eighteen trees in the Imperial Tea Garden. I gave it to someone last time because I accidentally helped them look at antiques."
Zhang Xiaojia picked up the teacup, smelled it, then took a sip and said with a smile, "Hmm, not bad, very fragrant. But I prefer coffee."
Zhang Jiabao rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "Do you know how precious this tea is? It's hard to buy even if you have money. It's rare to begin with, and when it's auctioned off occasionally, it's always snatched up by those bigwigs."
Zhang Xiaojia asked, "Can't you afford it? Once the money arrives, we can buy as much as you want."
Zhang Jiabao looked at his uneducated daughter and sighed, "It's not that I can't afford it, but I don't dare to compete with them. If I embarrass them, it will embarrass Big Brother in a minute. Forget it."
Zhang Xiaojia said the most cowardly words with a look of disdain on his face: "Tsk, what's the big deal, it's just tea. At worst, I won't die if I don't drink it."
After the opera, the two returned home. Zhang Xiaojia followed her father to the study. Zhang Xiaojia's eyes kept gazing at the antiques in the study. This vase seemed to be from the Ming Dynasty, and that painting was actually from the Song Dynasty. Old Swan!!! Dad actually has an authentic Su Dongpo painting~~
These will all be hers from now on. Zhang Xiaojia was very happy. She didn't want the inkstone for the time being and gave it to her father to play with for two days. This purple clay teapot was beautiful and she liked it, so she took it away directly.
Zhang Jiabao really wanted to write on the door, prohibiting Zhang Xiaojia from coming in to rob, but he was afraid that his daughter would burn the place down, so he had to look at the inkstone to soothe his wounded heart.
Zhang Xiaojia returned to the room, pushed it open, and saw that the way it was opened was wrong. She opened it again, and this was her boudoir. It was too luxurious! This is the Qiangongbabu bed with five entrances. She didn't expect her father to get her a set.
The first entrance is for the bed, the second is for the toilet, which used to be placed inside. You could sit down and then lift the lid to reveal the toilet. The third entrance is for washing, the fourth is for makeup, and the fifth is for needlework.
Zhang Xiaojia walked in and was extremely shocked. Looking at the jade pendants and jewelry inside, Zhang Xiaojia was numb. He could squander his wealth in this life. He was really short of money. If he took these to auction, they would be worth a lot of money...
Zhang Xiaojia went to another room. This is the right one! Modern beds and furniture are products on the assembly line. You don’t have to worry if they break. You can buy them.
Opening the cloakroom, there is a cabinet where bags are kept. It seems that this is her father’s antique!
There were all kinds of antiques, and as long as she liked something, she would take it and display it.
She put the teapot in the teapot cabinet. She had seven teapots, and next time she would take two more, making a total of nine. Nine has a special meaning and symbolism in Buddhism. It represents perfection, infinity, and eternity.
In the middle of the night, Zhang Xiaojia secretly ran out and took out a small RV. After all, large RVs were not allowed in the city. She asked Xiaoai to monitor her all the way and shield her, and she secretly came to the hospital.
Zhang Xiaojia took out his old white coat from the space grid and dressed up as a doctor. He looked at the bodyguard sitting at the door with his eyes narrowed. He walked over, sprinkled some powerful sleeping pills, and counted silently in his mind: 3, 2, 1.
The bodyguards were slumped in their chairs. Zhang Xiaojia straightened them up and walked into the ward.
This floor is for high-end VIPs, with only four rooms for patients. My uncle's room is in the innermost one and he can use the security passage, but this is the sixteenth floor.
Zhang Xiaojia rummaged through her space grid and found the magical stair bed. She quickly carried her uncle onto the bed, secured it in place, and asked Xiaoai to turn off the lights in the corridor for 30 seconds. After carrying the bed out of the safety door, she pushed the bed downstairs.
When I reached the exit, the guard was actually asleep, so I quickly sneaked out.
They took out a wheelchair, put my uncle on it, and pushed him out of the hospital.
Zhang Xiaojia quickly carried his uncle into the RV, which had a medical cabin. The medical cabin couldn't treat the toxins, but it had no problem maintaining vital signs.
Put the uncle into the medical cabin, start the medical cabin, take out a lifelike male robot, input the traffic rules of this world into it, it quickly got the hang of it and went directly to a parking lot in the 6th ring road that can accommodate large RVs.
After leaving the Fifth Ring Road, they came to a deserted road. Zhang Xiaojia took out an extra-large RV and moved the medical cabin into the RV. The RV was double-decker and had three bedrooms. She went to the master bedroom on the first floor and put the medical cabin in.
Zhang Xiaojia gave acupuncture and cupping to his uncle. When he saw that the ten minutes were up, he stopped the needles.
She continued to put the uncle into the medical cabin and took out two robots, one male and one female. She ordered the female robot to change into a nurse's uniform and the male robot to change into a white coat. She gave all the nurse's information to the female robot and the medical knowledge to the male robot.
What she wants now is a man and a woman to pretend to be a doctor and a nurse, saying that they are treating her uncle, and she wants to attribute all her medical skills to the robot.
Zhang Xiaojia left the money and told the robot that if anyone came to collect it, they should pay in cash.
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