Having just beaten up Zhou Changgui, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
However, when facing his second sister, he still disguised himself very well and sat directly opposite her.
Zhao Xuehui was even more guilty than Jiang Sheng. She carefully observed Jiang Sheng's expression before tentatively asking, "Xiao Sheng, why aren't you sleeping at night? What are you doing out here?"
"I'm going to take out the trash!"
Jiang Sheng was extremely grateful that he was holding a trash can, which he placed directly on the ground, his expression as innocent as could be.
"Oh, it's nothing. I just didn't see you when I came back, so I thought you had gone somewhere."
"I just went out to take out the trash, and I heard a night owl meowing, so I chased it away before coming back."
Jiang Sheng lied without changing his expression, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his second sister did not suspect anything.
The two understood each other without saying a word. Jiang Sheng noticed that his second sister was still holding paper and pen, and couldn't help but curiously move closer.
"Second sister, what are you writing?"
Zhao Xuehui quickly took back the paper and turned her head to the side: "Go away, what do you know, you little kid? Your sister is writing poetry, stop making trouble, go to sleep."
Zhao Xuehui's face was flushed. Jiang Sheng could tell at a glance that his second sister was writing about her thoughts. He didn't tease her, but secretly made up his mind to deal with that scumbag Zhou Changgui as soon as possible!
"I'm going to sleep now, you should get some rest too!"
Zhao Xuehui couldn't wait for her younger brother to go back, and nodded quickly upon hearing this.
It was so hot that Jiang Sheng took a refreshing shower, but didn't go to sleep right away after returning to his room.
He also consulted a lot of his past life's experience when he wrote the plan for the reform of state-owned enterprises.
But that's not enough. There are still many unresolved internal problems at the eldest sister's Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.
If all these issues are not resolved, that scumbag will definitely deceive the older sister, and the factory will face the same fate as in the previous life because of this scumbag: its assets will be transferred, and it will subsequently face bankruptcy liquidation.
Thinking about all these things, Jiang Sheng had no desire to sleep. Instead, he sat down at his desk and wrote furiously until late at night before finally going to bed.
The next day, Jiang Sheng got up very early. Before he could even stretch, he was startled by a rapid knocking at the door.
"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng, come out quickly!"
It was her second sister Zhao Xuehui's voice at the door. Jiang Sheng quickly put on his clothes and opened the door.
"Second sister, what's wrong?"
Seeing Zhao Xuehui's anxious expression, Jiang Sheng thought something had happened and quickly asked her with concern.
"He's my friend. He was beaten up by someone last night and is now covered in bruises. He was out in the cold all night and has a high fever!"
"What?! He has a high fever?"
Jiang Sheng was also shocked, but secretly delighted.
Serves him right! You scumbag!
Having a high fever is already too lenient for you!
It seems that after I beat him up, he passed out and ended up freezing outside all night.
Although it was hot at night in the middle of summer, the heat dissipated in the latter half of the night, and the woods became quite cool.
With the dew still thick and heavy, it was no wonder Zhou Changgui caught a cold after being beaten up and left to shiver in the cold wind all night!
"That's right!"
Seeing Jiang Sheng's surprised and nervous expression, something flashed through Zhao Xuehui's mind, so fast that she could hardly grasp it.
But she didn't have time to think about what it was before she grabbed Jiang Sheng's arm and pulled him outside.
“I remember when you were little, Xiaosheng, you knew a lot about sprains and bruises. The pharmacies and clinics aren’t open yet, so why don’t you keep an eye on things for a while and then take Zhou Changgui to the hospital!”
Seeing that Zhao Xuehui was completely thinking about the scumbag, Jiang Sheng wasn't angry at all. Instead, he nodded and agreed without saying a word.
If his eldest and second eldest sisters hadn't been there in front of him, he would have loved to burst into laughter and celebrate with the whole world!
Inside the living room, Zhou Changgui, beaten to the point of near death and covered in injuries, lay on the sofa. His face was almost swollen like a pig's head, a far cry from the gentle and refined gentleman he had been yesterday.
Zhao Xuehui looked distressed, while her older sister Zhao Nianmeng had a complicated expression on her face.
Only Jiang Sheng, though his face showed some worry, was actually overjoyed inside.
Stepping forward, seeing Zhou Changgui's eyes tightly closed and his groaning in pain, Jiang Sheng pretended to step forward and touched Zhou Changgui's body from left to right, pressing on the left and punching the right.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
Zhou Changgui cried out in pain, his body almost curling up in agony.
"Xiaosheng, what are you doing? Be gentle, you're crying in pain."
Zhao Xuehui couldn't help but speak up, unable to contain her emotions.
Jiang Sheng frowned innocently and said helplessly, "Second sister, don't worry. I have to check if he has injured any internal organs, right?"
Zhao Xuehui then realized that her concern had clouded her judgment, and because Zhou Changgui had blamed Jiang Sheng, a hint of embarrassment and apology appeared on her face.
"I'm sorry, Xiaosheng, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just thinking... if we worsen the condition, we'll have to pay for medical expenses."
Jiang Sheng didn't argue with his second sister. He knew that it would take some time to completely expose Zhou Changgui's true colors, so he stepped forward at this moment and took advantage of the ample time to "torture" Zhou Changgui.
In the middle of it all, Zhou Changgui was crying out in pain and exclaiming in surprise, his tears and snot almost mixed together. He was no longer as gentle and refined as ever, and he looked like he had lost all his grace and elegance.
Was Jiang Sheng genuinely trying to cure him, or was he doing it on purpose?
Zhou Changgui cursed inwardly, but since the person in front of him was Zhao Xuehui's younger brother, he could only suppress his resentment, gasping for breath in pain.
The second sister next to her looked rather embarrassed, her expression hard to describe.
Unfortunately, Zhou Changgui couldn't open his eyes because of a fever. He was in so much pain that he kept cursing, but he couldn't utter a single word.
If Jiang Sheng weren't Zhao Xuehui's younger brother and there wasn't any animosity between them, he would have really thought that Jiang Sheng did this on purpose!
Damn it, it's hurting him so much!
After feeling much better, Jiang Sheng finally threw the medicated oil on the table next to him, clapped his hands, and stood up.
"Alright, I've treated most of his injuries. Let's quickly put him on the tricycle and take him to the hospital to bring down his fever."
They didn't have a tricycle, so they borrowed one from Aunt Zhang next door. As Jiang Sheng rode the tricycle, he deliberately chose to go in the direction of uneven roads.
In the middle of it, Zhou Changgui couldn't help but open his eyes, but he didn't see Zhao Xuehui's strange expression beside him. He just kept complaining.
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