Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

They arrived at the hospital quickly.

At this moment, the doctors and nurses quickly took Jia Zhangshi to the emergency room.

Jia Dongxu leaned against the wall, looking utterly dejected, his hands covering his head, as if his bones had been removed.

As afternoon approached, the tightly closed doors of the emergency room finally opened.

An elderly doctor in a white coat, with slightly graying hair, came out, took off his mask, and looked somewhat tired.

"Doctor! Doctor! How is my mom?"

Jia Dongxu jolted awake and rushed over, grabbing the doctor's arm tightly, his voice trembling.

The four police officers responsible for escorting the prisoner immediately surrounded them, their expressions serious. Since something had happened to the prisoner under their jurisdiction, they too would have to take responsibility.

The old doctor looked at Jia Dongxu, whose face was deathly pale, sighed, and said, "The patient's life has been saved."

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu's tense body went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground, repeatedly muttering, "It's good that it's saved, it's good that it's saved..."

"However," the doctor's tone shifted, his expression turning serious, "you also need to be prepared. The patient suffered a sudden brain hemorrhage, which is a stroke. Although she was saved, due to the delay on the way here, her brain nerves have been severely damaged. Based on our preliminary assessment, she will likely be unable to move the right side of her body in the future."

"Can't...can't move?"

Jia Dongxu's mind went blank, as if he had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his vision went black.

He was just feeling relieved, but now, those three words made him even more desperate than "hopeless".

Paralyzed?

My own mother, that loud and energetic old woman who used to throw tantrums in the yard, is going to be bedridden from now on?

The thought sent chills down his spine, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

"Doctor, is this...is this true? Could there be a mistake? My mom...can she recover?"

Clinging to his last glimmer of hope, Jia Dongxu's voice trembled.

"The possibility of recovery is not nonexistent, but it is extremely slim."

"This requires a long period of rehabilitation treatment, including massage and acupuncture, none of which can be omitted, and it is very expensive. Most importantly, even with all that, it is not guaranteed that one can recover to the level of a normal person."

"Your family members need to be prepared to care for the patient long-term."

The doctor shook his head, his tone tinged with sympathy.

Long-term care...

Jia Dongxu's mind went blank.

He himself was still undergoing labor reform on the farm, and his wife, Qin Huai, was like a rural girl who had just married into the family. Could she take good care of an elderly man who was paralyzed in bed?

He dared not think.

Seeing his distraught state, the doctor didn't say anything more, only offering words of comfort: "Don't despair too much. It's always good to cooperate with the treatment. The patient has been moved to a regular ward now, you can go and see her, but don't say anything that might upset her."

After saying that, the doctor turned and left.

Just then, a young nurse came over with a notebook and said to Jia Dongxu in a formulaic manner, "Are you a patient's family member? Go and pay the hospital fees, and pay the medical fees first."

He had no money at all.

"Nurse, I...we don't have that much money right now, could...could we owe you some?" Jia Dongxu pleaded.

"No, hospital policy dictates that payment must be made first." The nurse's face was stern, leaving no room for negotiation. "If you don't have the money, you'd better hurry up and raise it, otherwise it will be difficult for us to arrange subsequent medication and treatment."

After the nurse finished speaking, she turned around and went to do other things, leaving Jia Dongxu standing there, stunned and at a loss.

Money! Money again!

He now truly understands what it means to be stumped by a penny.

In despair, Jia Dongxu suddenly turned around and looked at the two policemen who had been following him.

"Police officers!" He knelt down on the ground with a thud, startling the two young police officers.

"What are you doing? Get up!" One of the police officers quickly went to help him up.

"Officers, please, I beg you! My mother is hospitalized and needs money, but I don't have a single penny on me. Could... could you let me go home and get some money?"

Jia Dongxu clung to the policeman's leg, crying his eyes out.

"I promise, I'll come back as soon as I get the money, I absolutely won't run away! Please!"

The four police officers exchanged glances, all looking somewhat embarrassed.

According to regulations, Jia Dongxu is a prisoner and cannot leave supervision at will.

But given the current situation, with Jia Zhangshi lying in the hospital waiting for money to save her life, it would be too inhumane to prevent her from going back to get the money.

If something really happens, they can't afford to take the blame.

One of the older police officers thought for a moment and said, "Get up first. We can't make this decision ourselves; we have to report it to the farm leaders."

After saying that, he went to the gatehouse outside the hospital, made a phone call to the farm, and explained the situation in detail.

The farm official on the other end of the phone also felt that this was a tricky matter. After remaining silent for a long time, he finally agreed.

"Alright, let him go back. But two of you will follow him, and remember, you must stay with him the entire time, never leaving his side!"

"Find out his home address, take the money and go back immediately, understand?"

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

Upon receiving the approval, the older police officer breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked back to Jia Dongxu and said, "The leader has agreed. We'll drive you back to the courtyard house to get the money now. The other two comrades will stay here to watch over your mother. Remember, behave yourself on the road and don't cause us any trouble."

"Thank you! Thank you, officers!"

Jia Dongxu seemed to have grasped at a straw, nodding repeatedly and bowing to the police officers while expressing his gratitude.

He had only one thought in his mind: hurry home and get the money!

The family's remaining savings should be enough to cover the hospital fees.

Soon, two policemen drove the military green truck, carrying Jia Dongxu, towards the courtyard at No. 95.

The truck bumped and jolted through the alley, and Jia Dongxu's heart pounded with anxiety.

He didn't know what awaited him when he returned this time.

He had no idea what kind of turmoil the news of his mother's paralysis would cause in that small courtyard.

As evening falls, the courtyard house is at its liveliest.

After everyone had finished work, the men were smoking and chatting in the yard, the women were washing vegetables by the sink, and the children were running and playing wildly all over the yard.

"Buzzing—"

The roar of a truck approached from afar, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard.

A military green truck slowly pulled up in front of the courtyard house at number 95 amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.