Mr. Thomas suffered a severe stroke. Although he can speak, his body is hemiplegic and he needs to use a wheelchair.
Seeing the dilapidated gate and Lin Miao and others standing in front of it to greet him, he almost had a stroke and died on the spot.
But thinking about the young CEO's background, I still endured it.
In the eyes of Westerners, your origin and social class are important conditions for gaining trust. This child who is still in college will not have a negative impact on her family no matter what considerations are made. Because the cost is too high
high.
Lin Miao also felt that it was a bit unreasonable. Although they were not short of money, after all, they had just paid half a million US dollars, so this place was indeed too bad.
However, it was thanks to her that the transfer procedures were completed within three days. Normally, it could not be so fast. Thomas was in a hurry to come, after all, he did not have much time. He could only do a simple cleaning, and there was no time to decorate.
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"Mr. Thomas, according to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, your illness requires rest, which is especially suitable for this ancient courtyard that has accumulated for a certain period of time. This house is a classic courtyard layout in the imperial capital. It was built during the Daoguang period and has been in use for two hundred years.
History. So it looks a bit dilapidated."
Lin Miao blushed a little. She didn't believe such nonsense, but she couldn't help but comfort the customer. If the customer ran away and the first order was rejected, it would have an impact on the business. Lin Miao believed in Feng Shui.
Thomas sighed. He really had no choice but to take one step at a time. He waved with his unwieldy right hand. Hundreds of attendants behind him swarmed into this ancient courtyard.
His ward has been tidied up, and their rooms are still being cleaned.
His wheelchair was pushed into the room, and Thomas looked around at his new home. Is this the last journey of his life?
Although the house is very dilapidated, it looks antique. Although the caisson on the ceiling has turned black, it still looks beautiful.
The room was full of mahogany furniture, and Thomas was an experienced collector. He could tell at a glance that these were complete sets of mahogany furniture. And they were all in Ming Dynasty style.
Especially his bed, which is actually a Nanjing Babu bed from the Ming Dynasty, and the material is made of huanghuali.
He has collected a lot of Ming Dynasty furniture. In his opinion, Ming Dynasty furniture is the most beautiful furniture in the world. Slimness and simplicity are the real beauty.
He had never seen such a large Vietnamese yellow rosewood bed in his life, and the screen in front was actually an eight-panel screen from the Southern Song Dynasty.
Although Thomas is a top rich man and an experienced antique player, he quickly estimated that the value of these antiques is more than 100 million US dollars.
He was deeply shocked.
The entrance fee of half a million US dollars is really not worth mentioning.
The furniture he used was worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Even the vases on the table were Yongle blue and white bottles. His mood immediately improved. He loved Chinese history and culture and had always understood the restrained and reserved character of Chinese people.
Maybe this is the low-key and luxury of Chinese people.
He didn't know that because he was too tight and had no time to arrange and decorate, Lin Miao simply cleaned the courtyard and directly borrowed the Ming Dynasty furniture from Sun Xing that was going to be auctioned in the second half of the year. After all, the courtyard is the most suitable place for Ming Dynasty furniture.
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The floor on the ground was made of nanmu, exuding a faint fragrance. The unique soothing effect of mahogany quickly made Thomas feel sleepy.
But at this time, Lin Miao arranged his entourage and brought the doctor. Lin Miao said to him: "Mr. Thomas, your stroke cannot be completely treated by Western medicine, but it can be treated by Chinese medicine. But you
From now on, the treatment must be completely in accordance with our arrangements. The chefs, servants, and bodyguards you bring are not allowed to enter your ward, and you must leave everything to us to manage."
Thomas was very reluctant, but he knew that his current situation was very serious and he had to cooperate with the doctors here. He said tremblingly: "I'm afraid of being alone. I'm worried that I won't wake up when I fall asleep. Can I?"
Keep my little girl company with me.”
This is a reasonable request of the patient. Having relatives around will help keep him in a happy mood. Lin Miao nodded and agreed to his request.
A canopy bed was added to the side of the ward.
Soon, Thomas's daughter, eighteen-year-old Hathaway, moved in. Because the canopy bed and step-down bed were both large and had curtains, privacy was not a problem.
"Dad, are you feeling better?" Hathaway asked worriedly.
"I feel very sleepy and want to take a nap," Thomas said.
Hathaway was a little surprised. Thomas, who had severe insomnia, fell asleep just after moving into this old and dilapidated house.
"Mr. Thomas, you'd better have dinner before going to bed," Lin Miao reminded. "This is Dr. Han Chunlai from Yida Medical Department, and this is head nurse Chen Yan. From now on, they will be responsible for your treatment.
If you have any requests, you can call me anytime."
Thomas nodded, indicating that he understood. He was eager to sleep now.
Soon, dinner was delivered, and it was placed on an Eight Immortals table. It was very simple, with a small pot of golden millet porridge, a small bowl of peeled boiled eggs, and a plate of eight kinds of pickles.
Thomas took a look and saw that they were all blue and white porcelain, or Suma Liqing.
"Angel, be careful not to break it. These tableware are very expensive," Thomas said to his daughter who was serving him porridge.
Hathaway looked at these obviously old tableware strangely. Could it be that these are antiques.
Thomas was the first to taste the millet that Yang Fan got from Daming. It was very sweet and the rice was delicious. After eating it, he felt very comfortable in his stomach.
He had an appetite for the first time in months. He drank two small bowls of rice porridge and ate an egg. The egg was also super delicious. He had never eaten such a delicious egg.
Although the prices here are horrifyingly expensive, even if you are as rich as he is, it still doesn't feel cheap. But these furniture and appliances are really too luxurious. Of course, first of all, your Dong, what are these things?
Top rich people like him look down upon the ignorant nouveau riche.
Although these foods are very ordinary, they are definitely not ordinary when they are so delicious.
After eating, he slept on the bed with the help of two nurses. The two young nurses also hung two sachets on the bed. Then they lowered the curtains and left.
Thomas's eyelids quickly became heavy, and his nose smelled a fragrance that he had never smelled before, and he fell into a deep sleep.
He hadn't slept so deeply in years.
It felt like his whole body was being supported by the hard bed. He was very relieved. This was the first time in his life that he had slept on such a hard bed.
In the aroma of the sachet, he fell into a deep sleep without having any dreams.
Two nurses came to the bed and installed an electronic device on his pulse. At the same time, they told Hathaway that if anything happens to the patient, take off the emergency button and notify the nurse on duty. The doctor will be here soon.
At the same time, in a room in the Ming Dynasty, fifteen wires were extended from a piece of equipment. They were held in the hands of fifteen old men, feeling the pulse coming from them.
Yang Fan looked nervously on one side of the one-way glass. He turned back and asked Yao Guang if this equipment was reliable. After all, there was a gap in time and space.