In the end, Xia Mian gave the antique vase to Ning Shaobai for safekeeping. First of all, she really didn't know how to tell Xia Wenyue about it when she took it back.
And please forgive her for being naive. She wouldn't feel at ease with such a valuable item no matter where she put it. She probably wouldn't even be able to sleep.
So when Xia Mian heard Ning Shaoyun say that Ning Shaobai had a warehouse dedicated to collecting old items, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Doctor Ning, you are the angel sent by God to save me, right? You always come to my rescue!"
Ning Shaobai said with disdain, "I feel like you were sent by God to torture me. You always find trouble for me."
Xia Mian turned a deaf ear to Xiao Feng and said happily, "How about leaving your antique vase at Uncle Ning's house? Your Aunt Huizhu is always running around here, and I'd be heartbroken if it broke. Uncle Ning's house has a special place for antiques."
"Your Uncle Ning is so kind, thank him quickly."
Xiao Feng looked at Ning Shaobai with bright eyes and said in a baby voice, "Thank you, uncle."
Ning Shaobai: ...
Now there is no need to collude with Xiaofeng. Even if Xiaofeng says that they spent 20,000 to buy antiques, Xia Wenyue will think it is a joke.
That’s great, we don’t have to teach kids bad things.
Ning Shaobai said he disliked it, but his body was honest. He not only helped her keep the bottle, but also did an appraisal of it.
Because Xia Mian had a full schedule of classes from Monday to Friday, Ning Shaobai only called her to his house on Saturday afternoon when she went home for the holiday.
Xia Mian looked at the exquisite porcelain, which had been upgraded to a new level, and was amazed. "Is it really this beautiful? It's worthy of being used by the royal family. It's simply dazzling and brilliant..."
Ning Shaobai looked at it with some dismay, "Isn't it just changing that torn quilt into a box? Why didn't I see you making such a fuss last time?"
"Hmm~" Xia Mian said disapprovingly, "Last time it was out of respect for the 20,000 yuan, this time it's out of respect for the real antique, of course it can't be the same."
Ning Shaobai snorted and laughed, "Isn't it out of respect for the 100,000 coins?"
Xia Mian choked, "How can you think of others as so vulgar?!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she said with a look of pain on her face, "Should I give Yan Peizhang 80,000 yuan? Actually, he has a fixed price, and I pay him according to the price, so the transaction is already completed, right?"
"That's how you find a bargain... Only after it's authenticated can you tell it's real. If it's fake, then I'll just have to suffer the loss in silence, right?"
Ning Shaobai just watched her expression change from one thing to another in silence, a smile flashing in his eyes.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, she came over with a sly look on her face. "Doctor Ning, the banks are closed today, so I can't make an appointment to withdraw money. I'd like to lend you my card tomorrow. Just like last time, I'll transfer the money to you later."
Ning Shaobai couldn't help but want to tease her, "You don't have much money, right?"
Xia Mian's face was indeed in pain. "Who said it wasn't? I'm going to spend half of it in one go... No, I can't think about it." Xia Mian covered her chest and said, "My heart hurts so much."
Ning Shaobai smiled and said, "You don't have to give him 80,000. The price at the auction is already higher than the market price, and the auction house will also take a cut. He's selling it urgently, so 60,000 or 70,000 is a very good price."
Xia Mian's eyes lit up, "You mean I can give him another 40,000?"
Ning Shaobai nodded and added, "Actually, you can be considered a bargain for this bottle from the previous dynasty at this price."
"This enamel technique was unique to the royal family of the previous dynasty and represents the pinnacle of craftsmanship. It is highly collectible and will undoubtedly see significant potential for appreciation in value."
"Haha, really?" Xia Mian suddenly felt relieved. "Since you said so, Boss, I will treat it as a mountain of gold. Please help me to provide for it."
Ning Shaobai said lazily, "I remember you were the most grateful, right?"
Xia Mian immediately said vigilantly, "Murder and arson are excluded, except for illegal crimes."
Ning Shaobai knocked her on the head and said, "Just remember it."
Xia Mian chuckled, "I don't have a very good memory."
Ning Shaobai seemed to know her character, narrowed his eyes and said softly, "It's okay, I remember it all."
Xia Mian couldn't help but feel nervous, "What do you want me to do? Can you tell me a little bit?"
Ning Shaobai stared at her for a long while, then suddenly smiled brightly, "I like to save them together."
Summer hibernation is even more scary...
The next morning, Xia Mian took Xiao Feng and Ning Shaobai to the bank to withdraw money. They originally wanted to withdraw 40,000 yuan, but Xia Mian suddenly changed her mind and said, "There's a patient at home. Isn't four a bit unlucky? Let's withdraw 50,000 yuan."
Ning Shaobai raised her eyebrows in understanding. The bank manager looked at her and smiled, "Mr. Ning originally asked for 50,000."
Xia Mian quickly praised, "Doctor Ning is indeed prepared for a rainy day and has a long-term vision."
Ning Shaobai is completely immune.
When they arrived at the hospital, Ning Shaobai went to the office, while Xia Mian took Xiao Feng straight to the intensive care unit on the third floor.
Fan Huairen's surgery went on as scheduled and I heard it went smoothly. He needs to be observed in the intensive care unit for a week and has not been released yet.
Yan Peizhang should be guarding over there, so Xia Mian doesn't have to worry about not being able to find him.
After going up to the third floor, Xia Mian discovered that there was more than one person at the door of the ward. In addition to Yan Peizhang, there was also a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties. Because he was standing sideways, Xia Mian could not see his appearance clearly. She could only see that his skin was dark and rough, and his body was a little hunched.
Just as Xia Mian was wondering who it was, she heard two nurses at the nurses' station next to her whispering, "Fan Peiyu is here to bring food to Yan Peizhang again."
"I don't know if there will be another quarrel today."
Xia Mian was stunned for a moment, looking at the man in surprise. It was actually Fan Peiyu? How could he have the nerve to show up here?
She was about to ask the nurse what was going on when she saw the man hand a lunch box to Yan Peizhang. "Eat something first. Your sister-in-law made it especially for you. After you finish eating, go and rest for a while. I'll be here to watch over you, otherwise you'll collapse."
Yan Peizhang ignored him completely, turned around and treated him as air, and naturally didn't eat the meal.
Xia Mian was really curious. Listening to the nurse's gossip, she couldn't help but interrupt and ask, "Is that Fan Peiyu? Didn't Fan Peiyu run away with the old man's surgery money? Why is she here?"
"It's Fan Peiyu," the older nurse sighed. "She didn't run away, she just didn't want the old man to have surgery."
"After all, they won't live more than two years after the surgery. I guess they think it's not worth it. After all, they still have to live in the future."
This is a choice that many families with seriously ill patients face. Adults always have to calculate the pros and cons when doing things.
"But he came on the day of Mr. Fan's surgery and stayed outside all day. He seemed to care about the old man."
Xia Mian didn't know how to describe her feelings at the moment, "What if Yan Peizhang saw him..."
"They just started fighting." The nurse shook her head and sighed, "I don't know how to put it..."
"Yan Peizhang, that's enough!" The man's voice suddenly became louder, panting angrily, "You are his son, am I not?"
"He spent much more time raising me than you did! He spent several times more effort on me than you did! You were even named after me!"
"You had parents yourself, but he raised me with all his heart and soul! Don't I want him to live?!"
When Fan Peiyu reached this point, she squatted on the ground, covered her face with her hands, and choked up, "What I hope most is that he lives a long life!"
Yan Peizhang said coldly, "Then why don't you take the life-saving money?"
"That's the old man's life-saving money, and it's also your life-threatening money!" Fan Peiyu gasped, "I won't say anything if you sell your house, but you actually dared to borrow money from loan sharks. Do you know that if you can't pay it back in a month, you'll have to sell your whole life to them!"
"I want Dad to live, but only if he lives peacefully!" Fan Peiyu said angrily, "I won't say anything about you selling the house, but you're borrowing from loan sharks. Don't you know how scared Dad is of those people?"
"Heizi from the neighboring village had his house smashed and his fingers chopped off because he owed a loan shark. He was so scared that he had nightmares all night long!"
"If he knew that this was how the surgery fee was raised, do you think he would be able to recover peacefully?"
"You know very well that we are the ones he can't let go of the most in his life. Do you want him to know that you've ruined the rest of your life just to treat him?"
At this point, Fan Peiyu finally couldn't help but sob, "Yes, you are the filial son, and I am a beast worse than pigs and dogs!"
"I shouldn't have cared about you. After the old man passes away, you deserve to be chased by those people for debts for the rest of your life!"
“…”
Fan Peiyu was obviously on the verge of collapse, and later she seemed to be talking to herself:
"I've asked the doctor. He needs chemotherapy after surgery, which is much more painful than conservative treatment. He's suffered his whole life. I just want him to live peacefully, eat well, and drink well for at least two months..."
The man cried and told his original reason. It was more like he was trying to convince himself than to convince others. "This way, the old man can die peacefully. After all, he is gone, but we still have to live, and we have to live well..."
"Alas..." the nurse next to him said, "Fan Peiyu must be feeling bad too. His hair used to be all black, but in the past two weeks, I've noticed it's at least half white."
Xia Mian just realized that Fan Peiyu seemed to be seven or eight years older than Yan Peizhang, and should be less than forty years old, but now she looked almost fifty.
Over there, Fan Peiyu finished crying, stood up, and stuffed the lunch box into Yan Peizhang's arms. "It's up to you whether you want to eat or not. You're sick too, so just go in and lie down with the old man!"
"I'm a beast anyway, so I won't care about you."
Yan Peizhang held the lunch box and opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
Xia Mian sighed secretly and planned to come back later. Unexpectedly, Yan Peizhang saw her and asked, "Miss Xia?"
Xia Mian had no choice but to stop. "Just call me Xia Mian, Brother Yan, is Uncle Fan feeling better?"
Yan Peizhang wiped her face and tried to put on a smile. "The operation went smoothly. Thank you."
"But he's in the intensive care unit now, so you can't just go in and visit him," he said a little embarrassedly.
"It's okay," Xia Mian gave him the fruit for visiting the patients, and handed over the bag of money. The great unity of fifty or sixty thousand yuan was not a small amount.
Yan Peizhang was confused, "This is..."
Xia Mian said, "The bottle's appraisal results are out, it's authentic. I'll give you the remaining money based on the market price."
Yan Peizhang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly squatted down, covered her eyes and murmured, "That's great, it's really great..." as if she was about to cry at any time.
Xia Mian blinked and quickly realized that this man was probably not as confident as he said. In his heart, he was not sure whether the bottle was real. He was just desperate and gave up all his bottom line to make a last gamble.
Seeing his relieved look, Xia Mian suddenly felt very fortunate that the bottle was real, otherwise this honest man might have felt guilty for the rest of his life.
Yan Peizhang stood up and handed the bag of money back to Xia Mian. "I don't want these. You were a big help by not bargaining."
Xia Mian didn't take it. "This little money is nothing to me. I wouldn't feel at ease if I took it. You take it. After today, we'll be considered to have truly settled the deal." At this point, he joked, "Even if the value of this bottle increases in the future, it will have nothing to do with you."
Yan Peizhang said quickly, "No, no, that bottle is yours."
Xia Mian sighed inwardly, this guy is too honest.
Fan Peiyu walked over and when she got closer to Xia Mian, she saw that the man's eyes were bloodshot, just like Yan Peizhang's. She thought the man was going to say something, but he just knelt down in front of Xia Mian.
Xia Mian was stunned for a moment and quickly went to support him, "You, what are you doing?"
Fan Peiyu choked up and said, "Thank you, thank you, you are the benefactor of our family. I will remember your kindness forever!"
"Don't be like this," Xia Mian supported him vigorously, "We just happened to meet, you don't owe me anything."
Xiao Feng was so scared that she hugged Xia Mian's legs tightly, her mouth unconsciously pursed. Xia Mian said, "Hurry up and get up. You scared the child."
Fan Peiyu then slowly got up. Xia Mian's gaze fell on his hair. Before, from a distance, she could only see some gray hairs, but now she saw that the hair on his temples and the top of his head was almost completely white...
Adult weighing of the pros and cons sometimes seems cold and callous, but it's never easy.
Even if she tried to convince herself with reason, it would not be an easy thing for Fan Peiyu to take the money and stop the surgery.
Xia Mian was glad again that she had followed Yan Peizhang here. A bottle could save an entire family, which was worth it.
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