Chapter 7: Jia Dongxu is Ruined

"Not thirty, it's three hundred."

Accountant Zhang said from the side.

"Thr... three hundred?"

Jia Zhangshi's expression finally softened.

As for Qin Huairu, Shazhu was just considering whether he needed to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on Sister Qin when he saw Qin Huairu sit up with a sudden jerk.

Then she threw herself onto Jia Dongxu and began to wail.

"Dongxu! Is your life only worth three hundred yuan! Sob sob sob..."

Qin Huairu was crying as if her heart would break.

However, Jia Zhangshi stopped making a scene and instead pointed at Qin Huairu, cursing, "You jinx, get out of the way! My Dongxu isn't dead yet!"

"You foul-mouthed harbinger of doom, don't interfere with people saving our Dongxu!"

"Mom! I'm just worried about Dongxu!"

Qin Huairu felt incredibly wronged; she had originally thought she could squeeze out more money, but she hadn't expected Jia Zhangshi to be so blinded by greed that she compromised for three hundred yuan.

If the man were fine, it would be one thing, but if he were left with any disability, this three hundred yuan really wouldn't be enough to look at.

"Stop making a scene! Saving him is what matters!"

Yi Zhonghai kept a straight face; the medical staff had been waiting for a long time just watching these two women make a scene here, and if Jia Dongxu really didn't make it, this mother and daughter-in-law wouldn't be able to escape responsibility.

Looking at Jia Dongxu now, his face was deathly pale and his lower body was crushed beyond recognition; it was hard to say what would happen in the future.

It lasted until the dead of night.

Jia Dongxu was still being resuscitated in the Hospital Emergency Room; Yi Zhonghai hadn't closed his eyes all night—aside from his foster son Shazhu, Jia Dongxu was the one he cared for most.

Even Second Uncle Liu Haizhong and Third Uncle Yan Bugui from the courtyard, upon hearing the news, rushed to the hospital one after another.

As for his mother, Jia Zhangshi, she was currently fast asleep on the bench, sleeping like a dead pig, snoring like thunder, and the sound was annoying everyone.

"Dongxu won't have any trouble, will he..." Qin Huairu still had red-rimmed eyes and was muttering very worriedly.

"Sister Qin, Brother Jia will definitely be fine. Besides, isn't there me? I will definitely take care of you for Brother Jia!"

Shazhu said, patting his chest.

These words moved Qin Huairu greatly; she thought to herself that Shazhu was also a reliable man, it was just that he was too ugly.

If it weren't for the fact that he was a Chef, he wouldn't even compare to Jia Dongxu's member.

"Thank you, Zhuzi, Dongxu will definitely be fine," Qin Huairu replied softly.

"Who among you is Jia Dongxu's family?"

The doors to the Emergency Room opened, and a doctor wearing a white coat walked out and asked the crowd.

"Doctor, how is it? Is Dongxu okay?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"Sigh!"

The doctor lowered his eyes and then said, "His life is saved, but his lower body was crushed to pieces by the machine; he won't be able to stand up again."

"And that aspect is also completely lost. Honestly... his life is ruined..."

Hearing the doctor's words, Qin Huairu in the hallway couldn't catch her breath and fainted, unable to come to for a long time.

"Why is my life so bitter! Huaihua is only a few months old, and Dongxu is like this now. How are we supposed to live from now on!"

"Sob sob sob..."

Qin Huairu collapsed to the ground, beating her chest and stamping her feet.

Tears flowed uncontrollably; the family had lost its pillar, there were two children below, and an elderly mother-in-law above.

In an instant, the heavy burden of the family fell onto her own shoulders.

"What? My son can't stand up?"

"Oh! My life is so bitter! Lao Jia, come back and see; our son is ruined..."

Jia Zhangshi was woken up, and upon hearing the news, she wailed and beat her chest as if her own father had died, her whole person becoming quite deranged.

The three uncles standing to the side were also wiping away tears; after all, they had watched Jia Dongxu grow up, and they all had some feelings for him.

"Sigh, who could have imagined such a thing would happen! Dongxu's life is finished!"

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

He had originally planned to cultivate Jia Dongxu well, counting on him to provide for his old age, but it seemed there was no hope for that now.

Fortunately, he still had a foster son, He Yuzhu, who was also a candidate to provide for his old age and see him off.

"No! My Dongxu must have been harmed by someone!"

Jia Zhangshi stood up abruptly.

Thinking about who would want to harm her son, Jia Zhangshi suddenly froze.

Zhao Shazi!

It must be Zhao Shazi!

It must be that Zhao Shazi was holding a grudge and wanted to take revenge on Jia Dongxu once his madness was cured; after all, Dongxu had previously wanted to sell his house and beat him every day.

It must be that!

"Good! You Zhao Shazi, you really are just like your plague-ridden, dead-beat father; it must be the injuries from when you beat my Dongxu last time."

"Otherwise, my Dongxu could lift a machine weighing several hundred jin with one hand!"

Jia Zhangshi said bitterly.

"Old sister-in-law, are you sure it's Zhao Gangzi's fault?" Yi Zhonghai frowned; he was just worrying about not finding a way to deal with Zhao Gangzi.

After all, Zhao Gangzi had threatened him before; if he could use this matter to suppress him, he could also vent the anger in his heart.

With Jia Zhangshi's methods of making a scene and being unreasonable, she could at least make Zhao Shazi pay some money, which could be considered buying nutritional medicine for Dongxu.

"It must be him! He hit Dongxu so hard that day; we must make Zhao Shazi pay the price!" Qin Huairu also spat out with a ferocious expression.

"Don't worry, Sister Qin, I will definitely help you deal with him," Shazhu also said, patting his chest.

However, no one paid any attention to Shazhu; a portion of the people stayed at the Hospital to keep watch, while the others followed Jia Zhangshi and the others, rushing toward the Siheyuan in a menacing manner.

The Siheyuan.

Zhao Gangzi had been busy all day, so he had gone home early to sleep.

However, he did have one doubt: since Jia Dongxu was crippled just like in the original plot, then how would Xiaodang be born later on?

This was quite interesting.

Just as Zhao Gangzi was still immersed in a sweet dream, a series of noisy sounds came from outside.

"Zhao Shazi, you get out here right now! Our Dongxu was harmed by you, pay with your life!"

"Our Dongxu is so young, I never expected him to fall into the hands of a fool; my life is so bitter!"

Jia Zhangshi arrived at the Back Courtyard and kept shouting, but Zhao Gangzi, who was sleeping soundly, paid no attention and did not even open his eyes.

Seeing that there was no movement from Zhao Gangzi, Jia Zhangshi assumed he was afraid, so she shouted even more vigorously at the doorway, almost to the point of defecating at their doorstep.

"You plague-ridden fool, you must give our Jia Family an explanation today, otherwise this matter is not over!" Jia Zhangshi cursed.

Qin Huairu: "Zhao Shazi! You must take responsibility for our Dongxu; let me tell you honestly, even if you sell your house now, you won't be able to afford the compensation!"

"Get lost, you bunch of idiots! Otherwise, if you piss me off in a moment, I'll beat the shit out of you!" Zhao Gangzi, lying on the bed, cursed with his eyes closed.

This bunch of people really took his kindness for granted and still treated him like the old Zhao Shazi; if they really didn't know what was good for them, then don't blame him for turning hostile and refusing to recognize anyone.

But it wasn't just Jia Zhangshi and her daughter-in-law; even that old fox Yi Zhonghai was pointing at him.

"Gangzi, this matter really has something to do with you, after all, you did beat Dongxu up yesterday."

"You bear some responsibility for the root of this illness!"