Chapter 89 Zhao Dalong is a fool

Hearing his description, Lin Jianyan thought of a mental illness, "bipolar disorder", and the cause of Song Ruonan's illness was the sudden change in the family.

This condition is not easy to cure. There are so many emotional mental illnesses such as depression and bipolar disorder in modern times, and basically few of them can be cured. After all, people's emotions are uncontrollable, and many people rely on drugs to maintain a stable mood and avoid the onset of the disease.

It is unknown how serious Song Ruonan's condition is, and she needs a professional to take a look. According to Zhao Dalong, the frequency of her illness is not high. If she can receive treatment, the shadow and emotions at that time will gradually fade over time and the symptoms should be alleviated.

Thinking of this, Lin Jianyan thought of Zhou Wanwan. In fact, the two of them were in the same boat, but the difference was that Zhou Wanwan had her parents to take care of her, and she herself was more resolute, so her situation was much better than Song Ruonan's.

Lin Jianyan thought a lot, but in reality only two seconds had passed, and everyone just saw him stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

"I have a neighbor's sister who was also hurt, leaving a shadow and demon in her heart, but her situation is less severe than Miss Ruonan's. She has already moved to another place with her parents."

"So I suggest that you wait until you are settled and take Miss Ruonan to the hospital for a thorough checkup. It is better to treat her condition as soon as possible."

Zhao Dalong was very excited, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, "Brother, do you mean that Ruonan can be cured?"

Lin said: "I can only say that there is a chance that it will get better. It is better to find a way to treat it than to waste time like this. Regardless of whether it can be cured or not, it will not be worse than the current situation."

"Okay! Okay! We'll go see the doctor later. Thank you, boss!"

Zhao Dalong and Song Ruonan looked at each other with excitement on their faces. Shuanzi was also very happy to know that Song Ruonan could be cured and could return to a normal life.

Lin said: "Don't get too excited. Treatment is a long process. Find a house to settle down first. I will advance you some money later. You can use it first, and I will deduct it from your salary when the time comes."

Zhao Dalong rubbed his hands in surprise, "I, I still have my salary?"

Lin Jianyan laughed in anger, thinking that this man was stupid. "If you follow me in the future, how will you have time to do other work? If I don't pay you, what will you eat and drink, and how will you take care of your family? If I don't pay you, do you still expect money to fall from the sky?"

Zhao Dalong said awkwardly, "To be honest with you, I really didn't expect you to pay me. I thought that if I followed you during the day, I could find time to do odd jobs at night and earn some money."

Lin Jianyan: "...You follow me during the day, and you go to work at night, don't you sleep?"

"I, I'm in good health. Three hours of sleep a day is enough."

Lin Jianyan opened his mouth and hesitated to speak, shocked by his naivety. At first he seemed quite smart and thought he was a brave and resourceful person, but he turned out to be a fool.

It’s over. The product is not the same as the one in the picture and I can’t return it.

Lin Jianyan: "...I will pay you, just follow me obediently." Don't commit suicide.

Zhao Dalong: “Yes!”

Seeing Shuanzi looking at the biscuits on the table with greedy eyes, wanting to eat but not daring to, Lin Jinyan grabbed a handful of biscuits from the tea table and stuffed them into his pocket despite Shuanzi's refusal. Shuanzi covered the biscuits in his pocket and smiled foolishly, then took a few and put them in Song Ruonan's hand, making Song Ruonan chuckle.

He couldn't help but tear open a package, took a bite carefully and cherishingly, and the next moment his eyes became bright.

What a nice smell! It was fragrant and sweet, with a strong milky flavor. He had never eaten such delicious cookies before. He ate one carefully and stopped, putting the packaging bag in his pocket, planning to eat the rest slowly later.

Lin Jianyan pretended not to notice his little move and said to Zhao Dalong: "While it's still early, go find a house quickly. If you can't find one, remember to come back and I'll arrange accommodation for you."

Then he turned around and shouted, "Uncle Zhao! There is a wallet in the drawer of the bedside cabinet in my and Brother Wu's bedroom. Go and help me get it down."

Uncle Zhao responded and walked into their bedroom. He indeed saw a black wallet in the drawer of the bedside table. He took it downstairs and handed it to Lin Jianyan.

Lin Jianyan opened the wallet, thought for a moment, and then closed it again. He handed the wallet to Zhao Dalong directly, "There is 10,000 yuan in it, which I usually use for handling things. It should be enough. I'll give you the wallet as well, so you don't have to lose it with so much money."

Shuanzi and Song Ruonan were so shocked when they heard the 10,000 yuan that their eyes almost popped out. Zhao Dalong looked at the black wallet in his hand and his hands were shaking. He had never touched so much money in his life.

Not to mention that he lived in poverty in his hometown in the mainland and had to spend every penny carefully. Even after coming here, he had never had so much money in his hands, and this wallet didn't look cheap at all.

Ten thousand yuan is considered a wealthy family in mainland China, but Lin Jianyan can easily take out ten thousand yuan. You can imagine how big the economic gap between the two sides is.

"Brother, this is too much. Just give me a few. I still have some money, which is enough. And this wallet looks so good, it must be expensive. It would be a pity to give it to me."

Although Lin Jin also thinks a lot, he knows one thing very well: if you want the horse to run, you have to feed it grass. Only by letting people see that there is money to be made by following him can he make the people below him loyal to him.

Lin said: "Just take it. It's not like you won't pay it back. I'll take a portion of your salary every month until you pay it back. I just bought this wallet randomly from the mall. I bought several of them. It's not worth much. You can take it and use it."

Hearing him say this, Zhao Dalong was no longer so panicked. He touched the wallet in his hand again and again. Although he didn't know what the foreign words printed on the wallet meant, it looked very handsome.

"Thank you, brother. We'll leave now. I'll come find you once I'm settled."

"Go ahead."

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When Qin Wu came back in the evening, Lin Jianyan told him about this matter, "How much do you think I should give him per month? How much can you give to Ajun and Aliang per month? Should I give according to their salary?"

Qin Wu changed into pajamas, opened the quilt beside him, got on the bed, and leaned against the headboard. "Ajun and Aliang's monthly salary is not low, and they are professional elites with strong skills. Zhao Dalong can't compare with them."

"Although Zhao Dalong is tall and strong, he also has a lot of strength. He can deal with some small thugs, but he is still far inferior to real professionals. Do you believe that Ajun and Aliang can defeat him in two or three moves?"

"You can keep him by your side and let him run errands and pass messages, but the responsibility of protecting you should be left to Aliang and Ajun."