39 If you have a date, you must finish it even if you cry!
The day after being caught in the rain, both sisters felt a little unwell.
As soon as they got into the van, the two men began to blow their noses one after another.
This made Xu Zhiqian's nose itchy. He raised his index finger and rubbed it back and forth under his nose twice, his eyes glancing at the rearview mirror intentionally or unintentionally.
Seeing Zhang Chenling's eyebrows knitted tightly, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you two both catching a cold?"
There was a sense of regret in his voice that only Zhang Chenling could detect. If she really had a cold, then he was the culprit.
"I'm not feeling well anyway!" Zhang Chenling said angrily, turning to Ni Yue without even raising her eyelids, "We both have to wear masks today. It would be terrible if we catch a cold and infect our customers!"
Ni Yue nodded in agreement, then asked thoughtfully, "I wonder if the caring old man's facial paralysis has healed? Are the results of the prostate examination in?"
They were on their way to the western suburbs.
As soon as she said the words "facial paralysis" and "prostate", she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
With a heavy nasal tone.
In the past twenty years of his life, Ni Yue never imagined that one day these words that had nothing to do with him would become part of work discussions.
If Wu Xia knew about this, she would probably complain again and say that this job is not good.
She chuckled twice, but when she noticed her two teammates didn't join in, she immediately put her smile aside and tried to find a way out. "No point in thinking about it. We'll be meeting soon anyway!"
Just as she finished speaking, Zhang Chenling's phone rang suddenly. She took her phone out of her bag and said in surprise, "Uncle Zhong?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Zhiqian unconsciously raised his foot to slow down the car.
Ni Yue quietly moved closer and listened in. Uncle Zhong's voice was intermittent on the phone, and she could vaguely hear the words "diagnosed", "bleeding", and "stitches".
After Uncle Zhong finished speaking, Zhang Chenling replied, "Uncle Zhong, hold on a little longer. We'll be there soon."
After hanging up the phone, he immediately told Xu Zhiqian to drive faster.
"What's wrong?" Ni Yue was curious. "Is the caring old man bleeding and needing stitches?"
Zhang Chenling shook her head, "It's Uncle Zhong!"
"Huh?" Ni Yue and Xu Zhiqian both looked incredulous.
"Mr. Wang has been diagnosed with early-stage prostate cancer. The doctor wanted to schedule surgery for him, but he insisted on being discharged and going home. He just lost his temper and threw things, and Uncle Zhong got hit on the forehead by his thermos, leaving a gash."
"Huh? That serious?"
"Fortunately, the cut wasn't big, so I only needed two stitches."
"..." Ni Yue bared his teeth, "Then won't we get beaten up if we go there?"
"So Uncle Zhong gave us a heads-up in advance."
"...Maybe Lao Deng will be happy when he sees us!" Ni Yue self-congratulated himself.
Xu Zhiqian snorted when he heard this.
Several people were pushing the bathtub and just as they reached the ward door, they heard Mr. Wang cursing loudly, his words unclear but penetrating: "Every one of them is stupid, and none of them is peaceful!"
Then came the sound of things being thrown and banging.
Until the sound gradually became smaller and it sounded like there was nothing left to throw, Zhang Chenling gently knocked on the door.
She put her ear to the door but heard no sound. She knocked again, but there was still no sound from inside. Only then did she carefully push the door open.
A white object suddenly flew over.
Xu Zhiqian was quick-witted and stepped forward to block the attack, but his elbow hit a ball of cotton.
It’s real cotton—Mr. Wang threw the pillow over.
I saw him lying on the hospital bed with his back to the door. His lower body was paralyzed and he couldn't turn sideways completely, so his waist was twisted. His neck was tilted at the head of the bed because it had no support, and he looked very uncomfortable.
The room was a mess.
Uncle Zhong is nowhere to be found at this moment.
Did he need stitches again? Zhang Chenling wondered, and was about to call out to Uncle Wang when he heard someone come in and waved his hand to chase them away, "Get out, get out, all of you!"
Unfortunately, there is nothing left to throw away.
"Uncle Wang, don't you want to take a shower?" Ni Yue stepped forward and questioned before Zhang Chenling.
Mr. Wang's hand suddenly froze in the air. After a while, he slowly turned his upper body and gave an awkward smile.
His facial paralysis has improved a little, and one corner of his mouth is not as crooked as last time.
"I thought it was those stupid doctors who I had just chased away and came back to bother me."
When he opened his mouth, shiny saliva still flowed out.
"You are from Shanghai, aren't you the most reasonable person? How could you hit anyone?" Ni Yue had just learned a few words of Shanghainese, and he took the opportunity to show off his skills.
"I'm being reasonable," Mr. Wang blushed. "Those Nings are so stupid, they can't even speak clearly..."
Just as he was mumbling, Uncle Zhong pushed the door open and came in. Sure enough, there was a square piece of gauze on his forehead.
He was holding a bag of fruits, which looked like watermelon, dragon fruit, and green grapes.
"Mr. Wang was worried that you wouldn't have any fruit to eat, so I went to the restaurant downstairs and bought some. There weren't many varieties this morning, so here are the few."
Xu Zhiqian quickly took it and placed it on the table next to him. "Thank you!"
I raised my eyes and met Uncle Zhong's, and found that his eyes were red, as if he had just cried.
Xu Zhiqian glanced at the bed again and saw the two sisters chatting around Mr. Wang. He turned sideways, quietly pulled Uncle Zhong out the door, and asked quietly, "What's wrong with you?"
I thought Uncle Zhong was going to complain about Mr. Wang's bad temper, but he raised his wrinkled hand, rubbed the corner of his eye, and replied, "I think Mr. Wang is so pitiful!"
“…” Xu Zhiqian was surprised.
"He has a bad temper, and I completely understand. I didn't have time to explain in detail to Miss Zhang on the phone just now, but the reason Mr. Wang got mad and wanted to be discharged from the hospital was because his two sons couldn't decide when to return."
"So they don't actually plan to come back?"
"No, they insisted that Mr. Wang set the date for the surgery first and then buy the plane ticket. But Mr. Wang insisted that they buy the plane ticket first and then discuss the surgery together."
It sounds like a chicken and egg problem.
"But isn't it better to have the surgery to remove it as soon as possible?" Xu Zhiqian was puzzled. "Why doesn't Mr. Wang make his own decision? Why not just choose a date nearby that he likes and have his son buy a plane ticket back?"
Uncle Zhong immediately shook his head, accidentally pulling at the wound on his forehead. He hissed and said, "Once bitten by a snake, you'll be afraid of ropes for ten years!"
"What's the meaning?"
Uncle Zhong looked around, pulled Xu Zhiqian a few steps away, and whispered, "A few years ago, Mr. Wang had an operation to remove his gallbladder. The operation date was set early, but until he was pushed into the operating room, the two sons did not show up."
"They didn't come back at all?!"
"He's back," Uncle Zhong gasped. "Grandpa spent six hours in the ICU after surgery and returned to the ward when they arrived one after another, carrying large and small packages. They said there was sudden extreme weather in the United States, and the airport was closed, so the plane was delayed for more than ten hours before taking off."
"..." Xu Zhiqian was speechless. "I understand. They like to book their tickets right on time."
"Yes, that's what I mean! The two brothers are the same, always coming back on time and not wanting to stay even an hour longer! No wonder, they have mountains of gold and silver in America, which are much more valuable than their relatives here!"
Uncle Zhong couldn't help but sarcastically.
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he was discussing the private affairs of his boss's family. He quickly smiled at Xu Zhiqian and said, "You must keep what I just said a secret. Don't tell those two girls!"
"Don't worry, I'm the tightest-lipped one!"
However, on the way back to the city center from the western suburbs, Xu Zhiqian couldn't help but reveal the content of his conversation with Uncle Zhong to the two sisters.
There was a bit of an intention to take credit from Zhang Chenling.
Having betrayed Uncle Zhong's trust, he felt like a gossip. His face flushed red with embarrassment as soon as he finished speaking, and he hurriedly instructed, "Well, you two must pretend you don't know about this."
Ni Yue and Zhang Chenling smiled at each other, "We know what you said!"
"ah?"
"Otherwise, what do you think the three of us were talking about while you and Uncle Zhong were whispering outside?"
"Oh," Xu Zhiqian recalled. Just now, he and Uncle Zhong walked back into the room and saw the three of them chatting and laughing. With the sisters around, Mr. Wang's eyes often passed over him, an NPC, so he didn't ask any more questions and just rolled up his sleeves and got to work.
"So what is Mr. Wang going to do?"
Zhang Chenling replied, "He was making a fuss about being discharged from the hospital before, hoping to force his two sons to come back. I told him to feel free to choose the date for the surgery. Whether his sons come back or not, Ni Yue and I will definitely be there to accompany him that day!"
"So he was happy and said it didn't matter whether those two heartless people came back or not!" Ni Yue took over the conversation.
"Oh, didn't you say I would come that day?" Xu Zhiqian said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
Does everyone treat him as an NPC, disposable after use?
A little chilling.
The two sisters exchanged glances, and Ni Yue said with a grin, "Of course you're coming along. The three of us are a group by default, so do I need to mention it?"
Xu Zhiqian forced a smile, said no more, and did not glance at Zhang Chenling in the rearview mirror again.
Treating all customers equally and not discriminating against each other is one of the professional ethics of a bath assistant.
However, after having just visited Tixin Laodeng's luxurious, star-rated ward that morning, and then standing downstairs at Uncle Qian's house that afternoon, looking at the pitch-black staircase that seemed to have countless steps, Ni Yue couldn't help but sigh and said, "Who would want to suffer if they can make money with a smile?"
Seeing that she seemed to be backing off, Zhang Chenling asked with a smile, "Why, do you regret running after Uncle Qian's son yesterday?"
Ni Yue snorted, rolling up his sleeves and saying, "I don't regret it. I made the appointment myself, and I'm going to finish it even if I cry!"
Thinking that the humor you come up with will make the whole audience laugh.
Unexpectedly, the silence was deafening and the atmosphere was more suffocating than the sweltering weather.
For some reason, my cousin and Xu Zhiqian were both depressed and silent. They both lowered their heads and fiddled with the front of their clothes.
Huh? Are my jokes that bad?
Ni Yue's mouth twitched twice, and he had nothing to say.
…
The three of them stumbled around and managed to lift the bathtub up to the fourth floor.
Doing physical work in such hot weather was like being in a sauna, and they were almost soaked.
Ni Yue wiped the sweat and stains off her hands with a tissue, checked the memo on her phone, and entered the password Uncle Qian's son had told her yesterday: 185453.
But what I heard was not the crisp sound of the door lock opening, but a cold voice:
"Wrong password!"
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