"Can't you understand what people are saying? Or are you deaf?"

Gu Qingcheng was too lazy to repeat herself.

She seemed to have made some decision. Without wasting time talking to Xie Mingtang, she turned around and walked out.

Xie Mingtang looked at his mother and then at Gu Qingcheng, and he decided to follow.

Gu Qingcheng had already walked to the nurses' station. She couldn't be said to be bossing people around, but her ladylike demeanor was clearly visible even without being overly ostentatious.

"Nurse, please ask for two senior nurses."

"It needs to be a professional who knows how to massage and has experience in caring for patients in vegetative states."

"Money is not a problem!"

"As long as you have good skills and are reliable, I can pay you twice the market salary!"

Gu Qingcheng opened her mouth with the words “I am rich and willful”, and the extravagance of a young lady from a wealthy family came towards her.

The young nurses were stunned at first, then asked tentatively, "Do you want to hire a nurse for bed 19?"

Gu Qingcheng nodded slightly.

The young nurse hurriedly said, "Bed 19 has hired a nurse—"

Before the nurse could finish, Gu Qingcheng interrupted her, "I said, I want the best!"

What he meant was that the nurse hired for bed 19 was of low quality.

Xie Mingtang happened to come to the nurse's station and heard this.

He exploded again, "Gao Aojun, what do you mean?"

Is it because you think the caregiver he hired for his mother is not good enough?

"You, you... you're rich, so what?"

Another senior caregiver, and double salary!

This evil face of the rich man made Xie Mingtang, who already had some resentment towards Miss Gao Aojun, even more unbearable.

"Yeah! It's great to be rich!"

Gu Qingcheng still looked like a vicious female supporting character seeking death.

She raised her chin slightly and said arrogantly, "Can a caregiver who earns 200 yuan a day be the same as a caregiver who earns 30,000 yuan a month?"

Xie Mingtang: ...

The caregiver he hired was paid two hundred yuan a day.

I am responsible for watching the patient's IV drip, changing the urine bag, occasionally turning him over, and helping to massage his legs or arms.

Any more, there will be none!

Xie Mingtang is learning professional massage or more advanced care.

When he has no classes or finishes his part-time job, he will come to take care of his mother by himself.

"Wait, you're right, having money is good."

"Two caregivers aren't enough. We should have three, so we can work in three shifts and provide 24-hour care!"

Gu Qingcheng and Xie Mingtang seemed to be reminded of this after their quarrel.

She gave Xie Mingtang an appreciative look that said "well done!" and then turned to the nurse and said, "Three! At least three!"

"I'll double your salary for the best caregiver!"

A monthly salary of 30,000?

The young nurse was so excited that she wanted to say, "I can do it! I'll do it!"

After all, for a young nurse, the salary is only a few thousand yuan a month.

When it comes to nursing, she is the professional.

pity--

"Okay, I'll help you contact them!"

The hospital's medical staff have a certain relationship with professional nursing agencies.

Just one phone call and you can find a reliable caregiver.

"No! Gaoao-kun, huh, what are you doing?"

"I, I am the patient's family member. What right do you have to make decisions for our family?"

Xie Mingtang was a little confused.

Reason told him that he should accept Gao Aojun's care.

After all, she owed it to her mother.

As the driver who caused the accident, she is responsible for everything that happened to her mother.

But his emotions would not allow him to give in to the evil rich.

It’s great to be rich!

Can money buy my mother’s health, or even her life?

Just because you have money, you can humiliate him and his family at will?

"Do you have the money to hire senior caregivers? At least three?"

Gu Qingcheng glanced at Xie Mingtang sideways, that arrogance and disdain in her eyes were like sharp blades, slicing Xie Mingtang's pride and self-esteem.

"I, I——" I really don't have any money.

But we have backbone!

Before Xie Mingtang could finish his sentence, Gu Qingcheng sneered, "Are you trying to say that although you have no money, you have backbone?"

"Little brother, integrity can't be eaten! Integrity can't be exchanged for medical expenses or nursing fees!"

"Actually, there's nothing shameful about bowing down for money!"

"Or would you rather have your backbone than give your mother the best care?"

Gu Qingcheng's barrage of attacks left Xie Mingtang speechless.

If it were him, he would rather suffer than give in.

But...that's mom.

He also wants the best care for his mother.

The caregiver I hired was really average.

It's only been a few days and my mother has already developed bedsores.

He would help his mother turn over and wipe her every night, but he had to go to school and work, so he had to leave it to the caregiver during the day.

And the caregiver——

With a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan and at least three nurses on rotation, perhaps, it should be...

Xie Mingtang was shaken.

But I was still struggling inside.

He really could not forget that day in the bar when the bright and flamboyant young lady said to him in a frivolous and playful tone: "How much is it? I will support you!"

That was the most humiliating and unbearable moment in his life.

It is deeply ingrained and will never be forgotten.

Now, to make him give in to this woman for money, he, he——

"Also, you are indeed a family member of the patient, but you are not the patient himself."

"I hit her and made her unconscious, so I will take full responsibility!"

"I've already saved one million for medical expenses."

"Now add three more caregivers, and I'll cover all the expenses!"

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