"What's wrong with me now? I'm fine now!" Mr. Zhou was stubborn. "Don't worry about me. Just live your life well! Didn't you say you have a job now? Just go back and do it well."
"I don't care about you?" Jin Haiwen was really angry this time. "Why did you care about my life and death before? You meddle in my affairs and care about my life and death, and now you want me to leave you alone? Do you want to frame me as unkind and unjust, or do you want to make me feel uncomfortable?"
"Don't think too much, I..." Seeing that the other person was angry, Zhou Lao hurriedly explained, but he didn't know what he suddenly thought of. He stopped talking and just lowered his head and said, "Think whatever you want!"
"You..." Jin Haiwen didn't know what to do for a moment.
He didn't expect that even though he had said such harsh and hurtful words, the other party would still have the same attitude. What should he do?
Jin Haiwen was angry and upset: "Whatever problems you have, whatever difficulties you have, whatever difficulties you have, or anything you don't want to say, you can tell me."
Although he said so, Mr. Zhou was determined: "No problem, I like it here very much, you can go back."
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Jin Haiwen was so angry that he almost left, but the more angry he was, the more he couldn't leave. However, he had no choice, so the two of them had to remain in a stalemate.
Outside the door, Zhang Xingrong and Liu Qing had both returned. They didn't eavesdrop, but they didn't close the door either. Besides, there were other patients in the ward, so it was a public place. They spoke loudly, so it was hard not to overhear!
Neither of them expected that two people in the ward could start arguing.
In fact, it can't really be considered a quarrel, because these two people have the tempers that make it impossible to quarrel. After a few unpleasant words were said, there was nothing more to say.
"What should we do?" Liu Qing shook his head helplessly. "If Mr. Zhou refuses to leave, he will have no choice but to stay in the hospital here."
Zhang Xingrong said, "That won't work. My uncle won't be comfortable leaving him here alone, and if he stays with my uncle, he probably won't be able to go back."
"What should I do then?" Liu Qing felt embarrassed. The person refused to leave, so he couldn't carry him away, right?
If necessary, Zhang Xingrong really thought of just carrying him away: "Does he really think this place is good, or does he have some ulterior motive?"
Liu Qing thought for a moment and said, "Then I guess it's a lingering feeling. He's in exile here, not sent to the countryside. His file says he has a son who works at some municipal audit office. He didn't find that in the documents he submitted, so I looked it up myself. His son never came here, and we haven't had any contact. Maybe it's related to this matter?"
"It's possible," Zhang Xingrong nodded. "Mr. Zhou is like giving up on himself."
"You know what, he's really alike," Liu Qing nodded. "When your uncle was still around, he was quite active and always wanted to take care of you. After your uncle passed away, he lost all his energy. I guess he didn't even take care of himself when he was sick."
"That makes sense. I gave him medicine for his cold and fever, but I guess it didn't work for him." Zhang Xingrong had a headache. Her uncle had originally hoped that Old Zhou would be able to leave, which would have been the best. And Liu Qing had also said that Old Zhou could leave. But he didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay.
At the time, she had thought Mr. Zhou truly loved this place. The black soil was fertile, the scenery was beautiful, the winters were long and cold, but if he truly loved it, that was fine. She prepared a quilt, a cotton coat, and cotton shoes for Mr. Zhou to keep him warm, trying to ensure he had a comfortable life.
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