Chapter 130
The live broadcast room is located on the first floor. The room faces the sun and has large floor-to-ceiling windows, which provide excellent lighting. Outside the window are fountains and exquisitely maintained flowers. There is an open-air rest pavilion connected to the west door.
Jiang Ling was very satisfied and there was no need to decorate the place much. Extra decoration would lower the grade of the environment.
Hangers full of women's clothing were placed against the wall, the table was moved in, and the necessary equipment was set up. Everything was ready.
Song Zhouqi did not stay for dinner in the evening as he was called away by his parents because the uncle he met in the supermarket last time wanted to invite his parents to dinner and wanted to take him with him, so Fu Chen drove him back to the apartment.
After packing up, Jiang Ling didn't stay any longer and left with his phone in his pocket.
Fu Zhan held him back and said sarcastically, "You've been busy all afternoon, why don't you eat something before you leave?"
Jiang Ling pulled his hand away: "You can show off slowly."
The clerk who works in the pastry shop had to leave work early today because of something, so he had to go back to help his mother.
Fu Zhan did not argue. He stood in the front yard and watched Jiang Ling walk out of the gate before returning to the house.
Xiao Zhou just brought the dim sum made by the chef and saw that only the fourth young master was left. "Where are the master and Zhou Xing? Fourth young master, why is your friend who was going to live stream also gone? The dim sum is fresh out of the oven and smells so good, how about you try a piece?"
Fu Zhan had no appetite for snacks, so he waved his hand and said, "You eat."
"I want to eat?" The chef's cooking skills were top-notch, and Xiao Zhou was really a little greedy.
He put his plate down and picked up a piece.
From the corner of my eye, I saw four dogs on the grassy slope outside the window running towards the house, each of them showing a strong possessive desire for food in their eyes.
Xiao Zhou silently put down the cakes and evenly divided the food into the dogs' food bowls.
It's a dog's nose after all.
This works so well!
Just as he was about to go back to the kitchen, Xiao Zhou saw Fu Zhan enter the live broadcast room that had just been tidied up with a gloomy face.
Curious, he walked to the door and took a look.
The fourth young master was studying the clothes, complaining: "What kind of clothes are these? What can they cover?"
"Fourth Master, this is a small leather skirt," Xiao Zhou clung to the door frame and couldn't help but speak, "It covers the buttocks."
Fu Zhan glanced at him and said, "Those who know it's a leather skirt may think it's just a piece of leftover material. It's so short, and it covers the buttocks. Can it cover it?"
Xiao Zhou: "Fourth Master, last year there was a girl in your gossip who wore even shorter clothes than this, and you didn't mind."
Fu Zhan choked: "Get lost!"
Xiao Zhou ran away very quickly.
Fu Zhan looked at other things, transparent shirts, suspender skirts, super short shorts...
Is this something a little fur ball can wear?!
Who do you want to wear it for?
"Xiao Zhou!!" Fu Zhan yelled.
It was Wang Bin who came over: "Fourth Young Master, Xiao Zhou took Wangcai, Shao Shao, Daxiong, and Shiqi to play in the yard."
Now the four dogs have been renamed. The Tibetan Mastiff is Wangcai, Duoduo is Shaoshao, the Bichon Frise is Daxiong, and the Husky is Shiqi. Before reporting, Wang Bin thought for a while in his mind before matching the names with the dogs.
"I've really run far enough that I can't hear you," Fu Zhan said, "You come and collect these clothes."
"Put it away?" Wang Bin was puzzled. "Aren't we going to broadcast it live?"
Everyone knows that Si Shao’s friend is going to live broadcast here, and we can all understand the current young people’s preference for cross-dressing men.
"Collect," no room for argument.
.....
Jiang Ling arrived at the store, put on an apron and helped his mother clear the table.
"Brother, Mom," Jiang Yi pushed the door open. He went to play basketball with his classmates again today, but he did not forget that the store was short of staff.
"Here you are," Liang Qian said as she sorted out orders behind the counter. "If you and your brother want to help, you can take turns. You don't have to come at the same time. Just play when you need to play."
"I understand, but mom is more important," Jiang Yi flattered with a chuckle.
Jiang Ling took the basketball from his hand and handed him the garbage bag: "You can't just talk when you're flattering others. You need to take action and take out the garbage."
"Understood!" Jiang Yi took the garbage and was about to turn around when Liang Qian behind the counter suddenly fell to the ground, "Mom!"
Jiang Ling turned around, his face suddenly turned pale.
The 120 ambulance arrived quickly within five minutes.
Jiang Ling quickly closed the store and took his mother to the hospital with his brother.
After rescue, Liang Qian regained consciousness, and the results of the emergency examination were delivered to Jiang Ling that night.
Liang Qian suffers from severe mitral stenosis, and conservative treatment with medication is not very effective. If she continues with conservative treatment, symptoms such as chest pain and fainting will still occur, and no one can guarantee whether she can be rescued next time.
The doctor's advice was to be hospitalized and undergo heart valve repair surgery as soon as possible.
"Thank you, doctor. I'll arrange hospitalization for my mother right away," Jiang Ling clenched the list in his hand, "Please arrange the surgery as soon as possible."
"Okay," the doctor nodded, "I'll contact the ward to transfer your mother over."
Although Liang Qian woke up, she still had chest pain and her mind was not very clear. She didn't know she was in the cardiac surgery ward and fell asleep again in a daze.
Jiang Yi stayed in the ward to look after his mother, while Jiang Ling went back home and brought some toiletries and a change of clothes.
It was already two o'clock in the morning.
Jiang Ling put the things into the cabinet carefully.
"Brother? Brother," Jiang Yi walked up to his elder brother and spoke in a low voice, "Brother, what did the doctor say? How is Mom's condition? Is it serious?"
Before, it was my brother who had contact with the doctor, paid the fees and went home, so he didn't have time to ask.
Jiang Ling took his brother out of the ward and told him what he knew.
Jiang Yi's heart sank. "I have to do the surgery, but where is the money going to come from? After paying off the debt with the money you gave me, there is still 70,000 left. Will the surgery cost 300,000 or 400,000?"
"The cost is not as high as you said," Jiang Ling said, "I asked, valve replacement costs about 200,000 yuan, and with hospitalization and conditioning later on it will be over 300,000 yuan. My mother has medical insurance that can reimburse part of it, plus the profit from the store, I can definitely get another 100,000 yuan."
"But where can we get so much?"
"Forgot your brother I can rely on live broadcast?"
"Oh, right," Jiang Yi forgot about it in a hurry, but he could meet all kinds of people in the live broadcast room, and they would make excessive demands. "Brother, live broadcast is live broadcast, you have to stick to the bottom line. It doesn't matter if you make less money. At worst, I can wear black stockings to help you broadcast."
"Go," Jiang Ling shouted at his brother's head, "Who is wearing black stockings? Stop talking nonsense."
Jiang Yi grinned.
My mother is in the hospital, so neither of us can go home tonight. Jiang Ling pulled out the guest chair for his brother to sleep, and Jiang Yi curled up to leave some space.
You go to sleep, Jiang Ling signaled with his eyes.
Jiang Yi closed his eyes and rested for a while, then soon fell asleep.
Jiang Ling sat on the bed, holding his chin. Not long after, he also dozed off, his head nodding.
He slept very little that night, and his sleep was particularly light. When Liang Qian moved a little, he opened his eyes: "Mom?"
"Hey," Liang Qian responded weakly. Seeing that she was in the ward, she understood what was going on. "What did the doctor say? Do you want me to have surgery?"
Jiang Ling didn't hide the truth from her: "The doctor said that medication is no longer effective and surgery is needed to cure it."
Liang Qian nodded. She was not worried about herself, she just felt that she owed it to her two sons. At the same time, she also knew that only by curing her heart disease could Jiang Ling and Jiang Yi feel at ease. So she told Jiang Ling where the family bank card was and what the password was. It contained the recent turnover of the pastry shop and the remaining savings after the money was spent on the store renovation. This way, there was even less money to raise.
Liang Qian was still worried: "I just spent all the money on my surgery. Those people will come to collect the debt again."
In order to prevent his mother from remembering to pay back the money, Jiang Ling had to confess: "Mom, there is something I want to tell you."
"What's up?"
"Our family has paid off the money we owed."
"Has it been paid off?"
"right."
"Then..." Liang Qian tried to sit up, Jiang Ling hurriedly supported her, she said, "You paid it back? Where did you get the money?"
“I earned it.”
“How do you make money?”
"It's a long story. Actually, I became a dog at that time..."
.....
There were voices in the ward. Jiang Yi woke up and opened his eyes. He saw his mother's eyes were red and his brother looked helpless.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes.
Liang Qian was so disappointed: "You should ask your brother what's wrong! You should know that your brother would rather be a dog to pay back the money. I would never let him do that even if I die!"
That is her own flesh and blood, her heart and liver, how can she let others treat her like a dog!
Jiang Yi was dumbfounded: "Brother, you? Ah? Actually?" The conciseness of the Chinese language was fully demonstrated.
Jiang Ling looked up at the sky.
Should we at least let him finish what he was saying?
After the explanation, my mother was skeptical, but she believed it a little bit anyway.
Afterwards, Jiang Ling rushed to the store to open it for business and was busy until it closed at five in the afternoon. After cleaning up the store, he went to the hospital, where he had dinner with his mother and brother.
Soon Fu Zhan called: "Where are you? Why is your bakery closed?"
"What are you doing in my bakery? Are you out of rice at home?" Jiang Ling put down his chopsticks.
"Forgot to broadcast live?" Fu Zhan said angrily.
Jiang Ling didn't forget about the live broadcast, but he was so busy that he forgot about Fu Zhan's promise to pick him up. He said, "The store closes early recently, so you don't have to go there. If you are willing to make another trip, come to the station in front of Daxing Bank on Le'an Road to pick me up."
He didn't want to talk about the hospital, as he didn't want to have any further involvement with Fu Zhan because of his mother's illness.
Fu Zhan immediately hung up the phone.
He returned to the car, started the engine, and when he was about to step on the accelerator, Fu Zhan turned off the engine again. After a moment of thought, he picked up his phone again and opened the city map.
Daxing Bank Station on Le'an Road is also the closest station to the People's Hospital.
Fu Zhan's expression changed.
He made a few phone calls to find out what happened, and just as he expected, the little fur ball's mother was sick.
His family members were sick, but they didn't tell him, which really showed that they treated him as an outsider.
Fu Zhan drove to the agreed platform with a cold face. Jiang Ling opened the passenger seat, got in the car, fastened his seat belt, and asked casually, "Have you had dinner?"
"I didn't eat it!" His tone was deep and fierce.
"?"
Jiang Ling was speechless. Why was he getting angry for no reason?
Arriving at the big villa, Jiang Ling prepared to put on makeup, but as soon as he entered the room, he found that all his women's clothes were gone. Although they were replaced by women's clothes, they were all T-shirts, which at most could only reveal a part of the waist.
"Where are my clothes? Did you eat them?" He glanced at Fu Zhan.
Fu Zhan automatically blocked the questioning and picked out a short-sleeved shirt with Mickey Mouse printed on it: "This one looks good. I suggest you try it. It will make you look very pure when you put it on, which suits your temperament."
“I’m going for the sexy route.”
"This route is not suitable for you. After all, you are a boy. I don't see any sexiness in you. You have a problem with your self-image."
The two began to quarrel again.
"Don't say there's something wrong with my positioning. What does it have to do with you if I have a problem with my brain?"
"It matters. This is my territory. Even the grass on the ground has the surname Fu."
"But you made me come!"
"It doesn't affect our family's strict family tradition."
"for example?"
"The first rule of the Fu family is that revealing clothing is strictly prohibited."
"I remember that your eldest brother was there when I was sorting out my clothes yesterday. Why didn't he say anything?"
"My eldest brother has intermittent severe myopia."
"............"
"I can swear on my second and third brothers."
Jiang Ling twitched his lips: "You are so cruel."
He took the clothes from Fu Zhan's hand and pushed him out: "I will start the show soon, don't come in and disturb me."
"Bother you? Do you think I'm that free?" Fu Zhan always takes care of his reputation as the fourth young master. He supported the door frame with one hand and smiled indifferently, "Besides, I've seen a lot of pretty girls. Do you think I'd be interested in watching your live broadcast? Stop flattering yourself."
"That's great," Jiang Ling waved his hand.
Bang, close the door.
Fu Zhan took a step back and muttered: I wouldn’t even look at you if you put a knife to my neck!
Whoever wants to watch the little fur ball can watch it!
He doesn't watch it anyway.
Return to the living room.
Before Fu Zhan even sat down on the sofa, he had already taken out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and opened the live broadcast platform. Because it takes time to put on makeup, he waited for about half an hour before Xiao Maotuan started broadcasting.
The "girl" in the video is wearing a cartoon T-shirt, her long hair falls on her shoulders, and her eyebrows and eyes are lightly made up, but even with light makeup, she is still beautiful and sharp.
Fu Zhan held up his phone, unable to look away.
There are no fixed activities in Jiang Ling's live broadcast room. People can chat, share their daily lives, and hum songs. Most of the time, they broadcast games. Because he already had a fan base, the number of viewers quickly soared. The chat area was very lively, with many people saying "Welcome back Tiantian!"
Flowers, love, applause...gifts from fans filled the screen.
In addition to the welcome, everyone also expressed their concern and asked why Jiang Ling had been missing for so long. Jiang Ling patiently answered that he had an accident and was hospitalized, and his physical condition did not allow him to do so.
The comment section again offers warm care.
A man who was watching the live broadcast also presented a bouquet of flowers.
After delivering it, he froze.
Fu Zhan glanced at his hand coldly, thinking to himself that he really owed it.
Just after he finished scolding himself, colorful fireworks exploded in the live broadcast room. After the fireworks, they turned into rockets, sports cars, skyscrapers... Expensive gifts came one after another. Within a few minutes, the generous fan became the top of the list and filled the comment section.
[Welcome back my wife Tiantian! ]
[Welcome back my wife Tiantian! ]
[Welcome back my wife Tiantian! ]
......
Suddenly, Fu Zhan clenched his cell phone, and blue veins popped up on his arm.
Who the hell are you calling wife!!!
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