Xia Chuhe couldn't see what was happening inside the room, so he didn't know that at that moment, all four old people turned their heads to look at the door.
There was no response from inside the room, so Xia Chuhe knocked on the door again.
A hoarse voice came from inside the room saying, "Please come in."
Xia Chuhe turned the doorknob; it wasn't locked. Perhaps it was so that someone could easily come in and take care of things at night?
Xia Chuhe opened the door, and there was an indescribable smell in the room, like a quilt that had been covered up for too long and had become moldy.
Xia Chuhe walked towards the elderly person she was responsible for and greeted them with a greeting: "I'm the caregiver here to look after you. Have you eaten?"
"No," the old man replied.
Xia Chuhe was stunned. She thought someone would bring food to the dormitory area, but it was already past eight o'clock.
Xia Chuhe said, "I'll go get you some food."
As she reached the door, she remembered that the cafeteria only allowed one serving of food per person.
"Can I get more meals if I have a work ID?" Xia Chuhe asked.
The old man nodded shakily on the bedside table.
Xia Chuhe opened the bedside table drawer, inside which were some scattered papers, medicines, and cards.
There was a card with the word "cafeteria" on the back; it was a meal card. The name and photo on the card were blurry, as if it had been rubbed hard against gravel. But from the remaining colors in the photo, it could be made out that it was a picture of an elderly person when they were young, with black hair, seemingly shoulder-length.
While looking for his meal card, Xia Chuhe took the opportunity to look through other items in the bedside table. The papers included contracts, hospital admission instructions, certificates, and other documents.
Xia Chuhe couldn't find the old woman's name in this information, but she found that the old woman checked in two days ago, the same time she entered the instance.
"You haven't eaten either, have you? I'll bring you some food."
Without saying a word, Xia Chuhe searched through everyone else's lockers as well, but found no name information and all of them had checked in two days ago.
Xia Chuhe took four meal cards and went to the cafeteria to get his food.
The uncle serving the food saw her meal card and gave a mocking smile: "You mean well, but don't get yourself into trouble."
Xia Chuhe thought to himself, what trouble could it be to bring a meal?
When she brought the food back to room 203, she realized, "Since you brought food for someone, you should at least set the table, open the lunchbox, help the elderly person who can't sit up, and lend a hand to those who can't hold chopsticks. After eating, throw away the leftovers, clear the table, and pick up any food that fell on the blankets..."
Even though Xia Chuhe wasn't very attentive in taking care of people, these trivial matters still took up a lot of time without her realizing it.
By the time I finished all that, it was already 10:10, past the agreed time.
Xia Chuhe hadn't figured out his relationship with the old man yet, so he didn't dare leave him alone in the room. He picked up a folding wheelchair from the wall and said, "The weather is nice today, I'll push you out for a walk."
Before the old man could answer, Xia Chuhe picked him up. The moment he touched the old man, Xia Chuhe stiffened, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end.
Her instincts, honed through years of experience in dungeons, allowed her to sense a strong aura of death, an aura found only in places where many long-dead corpses had gathered.
Xia Chuhe subconsciously looked down and saw the old man grinning at her. His toothless mouth was like a black hole that sucked everything in. The freckles on his face quickly moved down his neck and onto the arm that Xia Chuhe was holding the old man with.
Xia Chuhe instinctively let go of his hand, and the old man fell onto the bed, letting out a painful groan.
Fortunately, Xia Chuhe lifted the elderly man very low, and he was not injured.
Xia Chuhe changed his approach, pulling the old man by both arms, placing him in a wheelchair, and pushing him out the door.
As he closed the door, Xia Chuhe saw longing in the eyes of the other three elderly people—a longing to go out and breathe fresh air.
Xia Chuhe closed the door; he simply didn't have the energy to deal with them.
When we arrived at the dormitory building, the others were already getting impatient.
Xia Chuhe briefly explained why he was late, then asked, "Where is the person you're responsible for taking care of?"
Only Bu Yi and Li Yue brought the elderly out; the others who were responsible for the elderly remained in their rooms.
Xia Chuhe said, "We don't know what the situation is yet, so let's try to keep them with us."
Xia Chuhe found a spot for the old woman that was neither too close nor too far, so that she could see her out of the corner of her eye but not so close that she could hear their conversation.
While waiting, Xia Chuhe, Li Yue, and Bu Yi exchanged information, but they couldn't find the old man's name either, which was strange.
A name should be an important clue.
Where in the copy does the name appear?
Work permits, certificates of merit, memorial rooms...
The first two lists show the caregiver's name, while only the name of the elderly person appears in the memorial room.
Where else can one find a name?
Xia Chuhe felt that something was missing.
Li Yue, sitting opposite, suddenly spoke up to remind him: "Your old man..."
Xia Chuhe turned his head and saw that the old man's wheelchair was crooked, and there was a fist-sized stone under the wheel for some reason. It was really a miracle that the wheelchair did not tip over.
Xia Chuhe rushed over, quickly moved the wheelchair away, and threw the stone into the only green belt.
As soon as the stone was thrown in, a thin, dark shadow darted out from the green belt and rushed straight toward the elderly man in the wheelchair.
Fortunately, Xiao Hei on Xia Chuhe's wrist moved even faster. The two snakes intertwined in the blink of an eye, but fell to the ground again in the time it takes to breathe.
Xiao Hei swam to Xia Chuhe's feet, shaking its head and flicking its tongue, while the snake that had initially sprang out was now completely still.
Li Yue mentioned the snake that had attacked her; its mouth was a black mass. She said with lingering fear, "It was poisonous."
Before Li Yue could finish speaking, Xia Chuhe rushed to the bench and helped the two elderly people up, one in each arm. These two elderly people were under the care of Bu Yi and Li Yue; their legs were fine, but their arms were weak. Just now, for some unknown reason, they had almost fallen off the bench.
Xia Chuhe gripped the wheelchair handle: "Something's not right."
Even without her saying it, Li Yue and Bu Yi could tell.
Unlike young people, what may seem like a trivial fall can be fatal for an elderly person.
Before the three of them could figure out what went wrong, the other three who went to pick up the person returned, and Wang Yan looked completely shaken.
Wang Yan said, "That was close. If I had been a step later, he would have fallen off the bed. I really don't know how he managed to get to the edge of the bed."
Lu Dangui said calmly, "The room is leaking, and there's an electrical wire submerged in the water, but the water hasn't reached her bedside yet. The old man in the bed opposite her was electrocuted."
Wang Yan opened her mouth slightly, looking completely dumbfounded, while Sister Lu remained remarkably calm.
Li Qiusheng glanced at Wang Yan, then at Lu Dangui, and asked in confusion, "It seems like I haven't encountered anything?"
Xia Chuhe suddenly pointed at the old woman under Li Qiusheng's care and asked, "What do you think about her life or death?"
"Uh... I don't want to see it. Whatever."
Xia Chuhe had a vague suspicion that the more they cared about the elderly person's life and death, the more likely the elderly person would encounter danger.
As for Lu Danggui, who was in charge of the elderly man's bed opposite him, it's unclear whether this rule also applied to her or whether she suffered an undeserved misfortune.
Before the six of them could come up with any rules of conduct, the iron gate to the living area was opened, and a large group of caregivers walked in, chatting and laughing.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
