Zhan Jingting raised his eyes and looked at him, "You reminded me, it seems that no one in the Zhan family has ever dealt with the property in his name..."
Jiang Dong guessed, "Could it be that someone picked up the second master's bank card and guessed the password or something?"
"It has been twenty years since my second uncle passed away, and the money in the account only started to be moved in the past few years. This guess is not valid."
"That's right..." Jiang Dong really couldn't think of anything, "Master Zhan, I'll continue to investigate."
"What a waste of time, I'll do it myself." Zhan Jingting turned on the computer and started operating.
Jiang Dong looked on from the side, "Master Zhan, are you anxious?"
"This matter may be related to Wanwan's master. We must find out as soon as possible."
"Yes." Jiang Dong touched his nose, and he knew that it must have something to do with his wife to be so anxious!
Zhan Jingting quickly found the clue, "The money was transferred from my second uncle's overseas account."
Jiang Dong nodded, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhan, my ability can only find the second master's account, but not the overseas account."
"I don't blame you. The personal information of everyone in the Zhan family is confidential. It will take time for your hackers to find out."
Zhan Jingting's hands continued to operate on the keyboard, "It is true that the property under my second uncle's name has not been dealt with, but only the funds in this overseas account are moving, and it is a huge amount of money."
Jiang Dong took a closer look, "Ten digits, that's a lot. If someone takes control of this account, they can do a lot of things, so the Meng family's medicinal materials are so expensive, but they can still be afforded."
"Send someone to monitor this account and track it immediately when the other party uses it." Zhan Jingting closed the computer, "But since the other party dares to use it, he must be fully prepared to prevent anyone from tracking it."
"Master Zhan, I'm going to prepare. No matter whether I can succeed or not, I have to give it a try."
"Eleven!" Qiao Wanwan's exclamation came from outside. Zhan Jingting hurriedly controlled the wheelchair to go out, and sure enough he saw the sick Eleven falling to the ground!
"Eleven, don't be afraid!" Qiao Wanwan struggled to carry Eleven back to the room, took out the silver needle from the drawer of the bedside table and gave him acupuncture.
Eleven was in so much pain that she refused to cooperate and rolled on the bed, "It hurts...Sister Wanwan, I hurt..."
Zhan Jingting glanced at Jiang Dong beside him, "What are you still doing? Help."
"Yes." Jiang Dong hurriedly stepped forward and held down Eleven, "Young master, don't move around, just be patient and it will be fine."
Qiao Wanwan took the opportunity to give Eleven acupuncture. After a long time, Eleven's pale face did not return to normal. Instead, she cried harder and harder, "It hurts... it hurts...
"
Qiao Wanwan's face turned pale and she stopped acupuncture to feel his pulse.
"Wanwan, how are you?" Zhan Jingting asked.
"I don't know why, but the situation seems to be getting more and more serious!" Qiao Wanwan hurriedly took off the silver needle and hugged Eleven distressedly, "Eleven, just hold on, don't be afraid..."
"Sister Wanwan, it hurts me so much."
"You'll be fine." Qiao Wanwan was heartbroken, "Jiangdong, go call the doctor and give him a sedative."
"Yes, ma'am."
The doctor came and gave Eleven a sedative before he fell asleep.
Qiao Wanwan asked the doctor to draw blood from Eleven and send it to the hospital for testing. She also took blood herself and went to the laboratory for research.
"Wanwan." Zhan Jingting brought food in, "Eat something first."
"I'm not hungry."
"You have to eat something even if you're not hungry."
"I'm really not hungry," Qiao Wanwan concentrated on her research. "The situation on Eleven has obviously improved. I haven't been sick for several days. Not only did I get sick today, but I can't control it. There must be something wrong here. Is it possible that it will happen again?"
Are you poisoned?"
"Wanwan, don't scare yourself. Eleven has been staying at home recently and hasn't gone anywhere. It's impossible to be poisoned."
"Yes, it's impossible for the family to give him random food, and it's impossible for him to be poisoned, so I have to find out what's going on quickly."
Zhan Jingting couldn't resist her, so he had to stay by her side.
During dinner, Qiao Wanwan refused to eat, so Zheng Ma brought food in. At Zhan Jingting's request, she reluctantly took a few bites.
As soon as she put down the bowl, Zheng's mother ran in and said, "Madam, the young master is awake!"
Qiao Wanwan hurriedly got up and went upstairs, and sure enough she saw that Eleven had woken up.
"Eleven, are you awake?" Qiao Wanwan hugged him, "Tell sister Wanwan what's wrong with you now."
"Sister Wanwan, my head hurts..."
Qiao Wanwan looked at Zhan Jingting, "It's probably the same situation as you. I woke up after taking a sedative. It hurts when I'm not sick, but it still hurts."
"Wanwan, don't be anxious. If you're like me, you'll get better if you take it slow."
"Yes." Qiao Wanwan kissed Eleven on the face, "Eleven, be good. Sister Wanwan has asked someone to make something delicious for you. Let's go downstairs to eat something."
"good."
Qiao Wanwan used her iPad to play the documentary Eleven liked to watch to distract him. After a meal, Eleven's complexion finally improved a lot.
Qiao Wanwan asked Zheng Ma to accompany him while she continued to research.
There was indeed no poisoning, and the blood tests were all normal. New
Qiao Wanwan became even more anxious, "It seems that my treatment is no longer effective for Eleven."
"Wanwan, you said before that Shiyi and I take different medications. In this case, we can increase the dose."
"No." Qiao Wanwan objected, "Eleven is too young, so he needs to be very careful when using medicine. Because he was poisoned before, his body was relatively weak, and he was more painful when he got sick, so I have appropriately increased the dosage of medicine, but this is no longer the case.
It’s the limit.”
"Everything must go to its extremes. If I continue to increase the dosage of medicine, I can control Shiyi's condition, but the impact on my body is beyond my control. I can't take this risk."
"Then study slowly. In short, you can't put pressure on yourself."
"Yeah." Qiao Wanwan sighed, "I'll go stay with him first."
"good."
Eleven felt uncomfortable and clung to Qiao Wanwan even more than usual, "Sister Wanwan, will I die?"
"how could be?"
"Grandpa is dead." Eleven said seriously, "If he dies, he will be buried in the ground, and he will never see Sister Wanwan again."
"No." Qiao Wanwan hugged him tightly, "Sister Wanwan will not let you die. Eleven will grow up healthily and live happily every day."
Shiyi didn't answer, closed his eyes, and slowly fell asleep.
Qiao Wanwan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her heart felt like being pricked by needles, and there was dense pain.
She hugged Eleven and lay down, and closed her eyes. Half asleep and half awake, she suddenly woke up!
"What's wrong?" Zhan Jingting was about to lie down when she was startled, "Are you having a nightmare?"
"No..." Qiao Wanwan looked excited, "I remembered what Master said, maybe I can try to treat Eleven!"
"How to cure it?"
"When I was very young, I saw my master say when he was treating other people's genetic diseases. Since it is a hereditary disease, it must be broken through from the root. Eleven inherited your disease, but not Wen Xue's. I want to use Wen Xue's disease.
Cure with snow’s blood!”
Zhan Jingting touched her face and said, "Wanwan, are you putting too much pressure on yourself? Immediate family members cannot directly transfuse blood. This is common sense. You can't possibly not know it, right?"
"Of course I know, so I didn't plan to transfuse blood. Instead, I used Wen Xue's blood as a medicine guide to combine with my medicine!"
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