19 An extremely strange look
Ni Yue imitated the tone of an elementary school student to help Ni Ying revise his English composition, which exhausted the last bit of battery on his phone.
My patience with my family has been drained today.
She sighed heavily. All the educational concepts and practical experience she had accumulated over the years were counterproductive when she applied them to her own family. She failed to educate Wu Xia and Ni Ying, and she even served as a free gun for the elementary school students.
She was speechless about herself like this.
I drank the bayberry rader in my hand with a wry smile, smacking my lips and savoring it carefully. I felt that the sea salt lychee tea was still better.
"…Lend me your phone!"
After three rounds of drinks, Ni Yue grabbed Zhang Chenling's cell phone and before she could react, he walked quickly to the window where she was whispering.
Scan a power bank.
King B was still talking animatedly with the woman in the black tight skirt. Two buttons of his shirt were undone at some point, revealing the outline of the double doors.
You can see that he is quite hot.
Ni Yue curled her lips and nodded to him, saying everything without words.
...A few minutes later, the phone woke up from its brick state.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned on the phone, n message reminders popped up one after another - all from online literature apps.
What's going on?
She was surprised and quickly clicked in to check.
Holy crap! I didn't expect that my casual comment would attract a bunch of crazy attacks from the second male lead's fans:
If you don’t like reading articles about buying stocks, just get out!
I agree that the male lead is an idiot, but are you blind to say that the second male lead is a rotten cucumber?
The man who pulls off her stockings and forces sex at every turn should have been sentenced long ago. What qualifications does he have to be compared with the second male lead?
…
Are these women crazy??
It was both infuriating and ridiculous. She was about to roll up her sleeves and fight back, but she noticed a sudden change in tone in the next few comments:
The comments section is too violent!
My friend, if you have different opinions, you can express them rationally, but it is wrong to engage in cyberbullying and personal attacks!
Hey guys, do you think it’s appropriate to bring two-dimensional things into the three-dimensional world?
——From the “Lantern Goddess” who used to chase after “Uncle Ni” and quarrel with him.
"This idiot!" Ni Yue sneered, and his anger disappeared in an instant.
I don’t know if the idiot had super hearing, but he heard someone talking about him. The next second, a WeChat message was sent to her phone: Uncle Ni, are you busy recently?
She smiled and deliberately delayed for three minutes before replying: Not bad, goddess.
He asked again: "When are you free tomorrow? I'll give you the needle, stethoscope, and nurse uniform for the young master."
Oh! Ni Yue felt warm in his heart. He didn't expect Chen Yuang to be serious.
She had originally thought he was just talking big that day to cheer up the young master. Even if he really had a needle, stethoscope, or nurse's uniform, they were probably just fun props he used to communicate with his "female friends." How could he be so willing to give them away? Moreover, if he really wanted to give his private collection to the young master, he would have contacted her long ago. But it had been almost a week since he first bathed the young master, and he still hadn't made any move.
I didn't expect him to show up suddenly tonight.
After looking at the work calendar, she replied: There is an order tomorrow afternoon, which will be completed around five o'clock.
His tone was restrained, but his cheeks were burning. It must be the alcohol.
It is expected that Chen Yuang will invite her to dinner, most likely at OVERDOSE.
She strained to open her tipsy eyes and gazed at the yakitori restaurant across the street. She couldn't help but recall the last time Chen Yuang had ordered every dish in the restaurant, the two of them feasting on their way to the young master's house, their mouths dripping with grease... Thinking back, the best thing was the roasted chicken thigh. The roasted chicken skin was fragrant but too greasy, so it wasn't advisable to eat too much. As for the lantern, it wasn't amazing, but it had a unique texture, with a hint of the savory flavor of offal. She wouldn't mind having it again...
Smiling and looking down at WeChat:
Chen Yuang: Oh, unfortunately, my dinner schedule is full lately. You live on Xiangyang South Road, right? How about I get off my night shift tomorrow morning and ride my bike over to you?
!!!
Her heart instantly quieted down, and with a cold face, she threw the location of the scallion pancake shop at the entrance of the alley over there.
He muttered and cursed, "This guy is so insincere!"
When she looked up, she met Zhang Chenling's teasing gaze, who had been staring at her one-man show for a long time.
Chen Yuang replied: OK, see you at 8:10 tomorrow morning.
He put down his phone, his heart beating like a drum.
Probably because of the big glass of iced American coffee I drank before leaving the house.
“Ding~”
The elevator door opened, and the clock on the wall opposite the elevator showed 11 o'clock.
He is on night duty tonight.
There are usually two to three nurses on the night shift. As a rule, everyone will arrive at their post at least half an hour in advance to prepare for the shift change.
Several night shift nurses at the nurses' station saw Chen Yuang and greeted him. They were sorting out the medical records and would hand them over to the night shift nurses later.
Chen Yuang arrived half an hour early tonight because he couldn't wait to visit a patient.
She put on her nurse's uniform, opened a new mask and put it on, pressed two more pumps of alcohol, rubbed her hands meticulously, even paying attention to the gaps between her nails, and then turned and walked towards a single room at the end of the corridor.
There is a patient living in the room who just underwent a hematopoietic stem cell transplant and was discharged from the transplant chamber this afternoon.
To prevent infection, patients must be isolated and observed in a single room for two to four weeks after leaving the warehouse before being transferred back to the general ward.
Chen Yuang opened the door and tiptoed to the bed to check.
It was a fifteen-year-old boy who had just woken up from a nap. He heard some noise and opened his half-closed eyes. Seeing that it was the nurse brother he was familiar with, he hurriedly called out to him: "Brother Yu'ang, I got out of the warehouse alive today."
He was barely breathing and had little strength left in his body, but he still struggled to raise one hand and stretched it out to Chen Yuang.
Chen Yuang extended his fist in tacit understanding and gently bumped into the boy's curled fingers, just like he did when he sent the boy into the transplant chamber a month ago.
"Congratulations, you are reborn!"
Early the next morning, Ni Yue was waiting at the entrance of the alley on time.
It was a rare sunny day. The sun was warm and lazy, shining through the gaps between the leaves of the sycamore trees, painting spots on her body. From time to time, the sound of "ding-dong-dong" of bowls and chopsticks colliding could be heard in the alley, and the aroma of scallion pancakes and rice balls wafted in the air.
Everything your eyes, ears and nose feel is the unique flavor of this city.
After only being here for over a month, Ni Yue has already fallen in love with this place.
She looked up at the bright red morning sun in the sky. The more she looked at it, the more it looked like an oversized lantern... The corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.
At this moment, a white column suddenly caught my eye.
It is very conspicuous among a group of yellow and blue cars waiting for the red light not far away.
The streetlight flickered, and a white column began to move slowly towards her, swaying from side to side from time to time. Next to it was a huge disc that flashed and reflected the sunlight.
Ni Yue looked closely and saw that it was Chen Yuang!
He was riding a shared yellow bike, with a gong-like stethoscope hanging around his neck. One hand was holding a giant white syringe that was twice as thick as a fire extinguisher, and the other hand was holding the handlebars, and he came staggering over!
The shadows of the trees occasionally fell on his face, and in the flickering light, one could vaguely see that he was grinning with his teeth bared.
Before Ni Yue saw him, he had already seen her from afar.
"It's so crazy!" She couldn't help but curse.
A minute later, Chen Yuang's car screeched to a halt in front of her. His long legs, clad in jeans, supported the ground. He said with a playful smile, "Sorry, I wanted to ask you to go with me to deliver something to the young master, but I just can't find the time lately."
As he spoke, he pointed at the basket with his chin.
Ni Yue saw a paper bag inside and guessed it was a nurse's uniform. If he wore it, the scene would probably be even more ridiculous.
"Oh," she said somewhat insincerely, "It's okay, I've been super busy lately!"
"Then please help me apologize to the young master! ... I've been wanting to find it for a long time, but the department has a training session recently, and I have to work the night shift, plus I have dinner parties all day long. I'm so tired from working non-stop that I'm about to vomit blood."
Ni Yue studied his face carefully and found that he was indeed much more haggard than the last time they met, with dark circles and bags under his eyes. She smirked and said, "You've been so busy that you've even got bags under your eyes!"
"Of course!" He yawned helplessly. "I have to have dinner tonight, according to the emperor's order. I'm going to have dinner with my mom's best friend's daughter, an international student on exchange at Fudan University..."
"Ahem, this is your private matter."
Ni Yue interrupted him coldly, saying that she was not interested in his romantic affairs.
Unexpectedly, he was met with a setback, and Chen Yuang fell silent in embarrassment.
The two fell into a brief silence.
A breeze blew across his face, carrying the smell of scallion pancakes and a faint fragrance, and suddenly penetrated into Chen Yuang's nostrils.
The fragrance is the smell of Ni Yue.
Unlike the strong and pungent perfume on the beauties around him, it was a refreshing scent mixed with mint and herbs.
He looked carefully and it felt like a piece of colorful cake in his mouth, refreshing, sweet but not greasy.
——Zhang Chenling’s latest summer-exclusive bath bag does contain mint and pandan leaves, as well as mugwort, lemongrass, and honeysuckle.
Of course Chen Yuang didn't know what was going on. He just felt that the fragrance was refreshing and surprisingly matched Ni Yue's image. Just like her, it was fresh and full of vitality.
If possible, a reckless thought suddenly popped up in his mind. He wanted this fragrance to stay by his side for a little longer...
"After I'm done with my work these few days, let's go to OVERDOSE to eat yakitori!" He looked at Ni Yue steadily and made an invitation.
Noticing that Chen Yuang's eyes seemed to be drawing lines, Ni Yue blushed and at the same time, a danger warning sounded in his heart - this guy is a smooth-talking and girl-chasing king, I can't let him seduce me!
"Let's talk about it later. Give me the food first. I want to go home for breakfast!"
She shrugged, shaking off her discomfort, took the syringe and stethoscope from him with a stern face, picked up the paper bag containing the nurse's uniform, turned around and walked quickly home.
She ran up the stairs in one breath, panting, and couldn't help scolding herself: She wanted to be flirted with, but was afraid of being flirted with. She was really the worst!
The order for the afternoon came from a new customer.
The 90-year-old Mrs. Dong has a live-in nanny who takes care of her children who are all abroad.
"...The order was placed by her daughter in Los Angeles!" Zhang Chenling explained the situation to her two teammates.
"Shanghainese people are really wealthy. Many of our clients have children living abroad!" Ni Yue lamented. "It's not easy for someone to live to 90 without their loved ones by their side!"
"Is it possible that I can live to be ninety years old just because my children are not around?" Xu Zhiqian rarely shows a dry sense of humor.
Unexpectedly, neither of the sisters laughed, and his words fell abruptly to the ground, and it seemed that a "bang" sound was heard.
An extroversion once earned him a lifetime of introversion, so he shut up.
Zhang Chenling snorted and continued explaining the situation. "According to Aunt Dong's daughter, her mother's physical indicators are actually quite healthy, but her legs and feet aren't very agile, and she's a little confused and aphasic. She barely speaks anymore. In the past, the nanny, Fang Jie, would wipe her with a wet towel. Lately, Fang Jie has been complaining about back pain and can't wipe anymore. Her daughter had to search for a bathing assistant on Xiaohongshu, and that's when she found us..."
The house lady looked only a few years older than Zhang Chenling. When she invited them in, she was gentle and kind, as if she was the hostess of the house.
Three people walked into the living room.
I saw Old Mrs. Dong sitting in a wheelchair. Her hair was sparse and gray, tied into a small bun at her neck, like a rabbit's tail. The skin on her cheeks sagged badly, and the layers of wrinkles looked like ripples spreading from her eye bags, and also like the growth rings of an old tree.
She curled up in her thin pajamas with her neck hunched, looking very cold.
Zhang Chenling also felt a chill down her spine. She looked up at the standing air conditioner in the corner of the living room, which showed a temperature of 22 degrees.
No wonder!
I quickly turned around and said to the landlord, "The air conditioner is too low. Could you please turn it up a bit? Or you can turn it off and open the window to let in some natural air. We generally require the indoor temperature to be around 27 or 28 degrees Celsius, otherwise the elderly will easily catch a cold when taking a bath."
In fact, she had specifically instructed Mrs. Dong's daughter about the indoor temperature, but this did not seem to be conveyed to the house sister.
When Fang Jie heard what Zhang Chenling said, her face changed immediately.
Her face darkened, and she reluctantly turned off the air conditioner with the remote control. Then she walked to the window, opened it, and started to complain non-stop:
She was exhausted every day. She went out to buy groceries early in the morning, and when she came back she had to clean, wash clothes, and cook. Even when Mrs. Dong was sleeping, she had to work very quietly, without any time to relax. Now she had to prepare dinner, and it was so hot that she was dying without the air conditioner...
She also said that the old lady clearly had a pair of children, but they lived abroad and didn't come back once a year, and asked an outsider to come to fulfill her filial duties, but the money she gave was too little, and she was so stingy that she paid her two hundred less than the nanny of Old Wang's family downstairs...
The three people were stunned by the machine gun-like output.
Ni Yue couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking: We're here to take a shower, not to listen to a cow like you complain! Every worker has a lot of grievances. If you have the ability, why don't you become a capitalist?
Zhang Chenling said a few perfunctory words and said that she was really sorry for causing trouble to Sister Fang!
I glanced down at Old Mrs. Dong who was sitting next to me and saw that she had a dazed expression. She probably didn't have very good hearing and didn't hear what they said, otherwise she must be feeling very upset.
The house sister turned around to tidy up the coffee table.
Only then did everyone notice that there were a lot of snacks on the coffee table, and the nut shells in the trash can on the ground were piled up like a small mountain, with a few beer bottles sticking out halfway up the mountain.
Next to the coffee table was a sofa bed covered with a colorful coral fleece blanket, two pillows, and a quilt folded inside out. It looked crammed like a big pigsty.
The house has one bedroom and one living room, and I guess Miss Fang usually sleeps on the sofa bed.
Zhang Chenling leaned over to face Mrs. Dong. Worried that she couldn't hear clearly, she raised her voice and spoke word by word, "Auntie Dong, your daughter said you need a haircut. So, we'll go to your room first to do your haircut and prepare for your bath. Can I have my colleague prepare a bathtub in the living room?"
Old Mrs. Dong raised her eyelids, and her previously dull eyes suddenly flashed
——gave Zhang Chenling an extremely strange look.
Almost at the same time, one of her index fingers trembled slightly, pointing in the direction of Fang Jie intentionally or unintentionally.
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