Chapter 382 Encountering Troubles
Since Cruz was able to walk independently on November 11, I estimate that it will take two months for him to be able to take care of himself.
The contract does not specify what is meant by self-care. According to Chinese standards, it is roughly as follows:
I can dress and undress, wash clothes, wash feet, go to the toilet, take a shower, sweep the floor, go shopping for groceries, cook, eat, and walk around the neighborhood.
However, after experiencing Crook's stubbornness, I felt unsure. On the morning of November 15, I decided to discuss my ideas with Crook.
After listening to my story, he said, "Mr. Wan, this is easy. Please ask Tang Man to contact their hospital. We can just follow the hospital's standards."
After Tang Man translated it for me, I said, "Please ask your hospital what self-care services are included. It would be best if you could fax a document to the hotel office."
Tang Man nodded: "Contact our director this afternoon. You may not receive the fax until tomorrow morning."
On the morning of November 16, after we had breakfast, Tang Man went to pick up the fax and said, "I will translate it and then print out a copy for you." After that, she went back to her room.
About half an hour later, Tang Man came into my room with the printed translation.
I read it carefully: the ability to take care of oneself includes:
1. Ability to handle daily chores, such as cooking, eating, hygiene, shopping, and studying.
2. In terms of interpersonal relationships, he can handle personnel relationships well and handle some matters independently.
3. Be able to withstand all kinds of pressure on your own mentally.
I looked at the printed manuscript and was completely dumbfounded.
The phrase "being able to dress, undress, wash clothes, wash feet, go to the bathroom, take a shower, sweep the floor, go shopping, cook, eat, and walk around the neighborhood" simply refers to a person's ability to live. It primarily refers to the body.
This requirement is very high. It includes both physical and mental health. The physical requirements only account for one-third, while the psychological requirements account for two-thirds. He must be able to handle interpersonal relationships independently and mentally be able to withstand various pressures.
I don't know Professor Cruz. If he's inherently arrogant and incapable of handling interpersonal relationships, if he's not mentally strong enough to withstand all kinds of pressure, what should I do?
Do I have to cure all this?
I don't usually smoke, but I smoke one occasionally. I stood up and looked around.
Tang Man's eyes followed me. Seeing that I was silent and just looking for something, she asked, "What are you looking for?"
I just remembered that she was sitting in the room, so I smiled and said, "Come over this morning. I have something else to do. If you want me to come over, call me."
She looked at me strangely and left.
I closed the door. The cigarette was actually in the bedside table. I was about to light it, but then I thought better of it and shook the lighter. Smoking is not allowed in hotel rooms.
I walked to the smoking area outside the hotel and finished a cigarette. My emotions calmed down a bit. I returned to my room, gathered my thoughts, and took a photo of the "Self-Care Standards."
I first called Mr. Zheng and told him about Crook's request for "self-care", and then I told him that I had received the documents from the hospital and wanted to ask him for advice.
He said, “Okay, send me the documents.”
I took a few photos of the Chinese version of the document, sent it over, and wrote:
"In contrast to points 2 and 3, I have two questions. First, has Cruz been able to handle interpersonal relationships? Second, what is his psychological endurance? You are an old friend, so please guide me."
The wait was long. Mr. Zheng never responded. Half an hour later, I sent another WeChat message:
"Mr. Zheng, have you seen the WeChat message I sent?"
After waiting for an hour, he still didn't respond to me.
As a civilized person, I can't keep pushing him. Either he's dealing with work, in a meeting, or entertaining guests. Or, he needs time to think before replying to me.
Another hour passed, and he still hadn't replied. Could it be that... when we signed the contract, he hadn't reminded me, or perhaps he hadn't considered how difficult this would be? Now, he's also having a headache over this?
Tang Man came back. She rang my doorbell. I opened the door and she stood there, asking, "Did you lose something important? Did you find it?"
I forced a smile and said, "I found it."
"It's getting better and better, and he can go to the bathroom independently."
"Very good."
"You seem unsettled."
I laughed in a pretentious manner: "Doctor Tang can tell fortunes now?"
"What is it, can you tell me?"
I shook my head and said, "It's really nothing, I just have a poor appetite. Maybe I caught a cold last night. You go eat. I need to rest for a while."
She hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you want me to bring you some dessert?"
I still shook my head.
After she left, I closed the door and went to bed. This is a habit of mine. When I encounter something, I like to half-hug myself under the quilt and lean against the headboard to think slowly.
After sitting for a while, my cell phone rang. I prayed in my heart, it was President Zheng calling... President Zheng... President Zheng.
It was indeed him.
I was so excited that my hands were shaking. After calming down for a while, I pretended to be calm and said with a smile, "President, you are very busy, right?"
"Not busy, not busy at all."
My heart skipped a beat. My guess was right; he was also confused by the offer, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "As long as I'm not busy, my health comes first."
Mr. Zheng said, "I'm going to leave now and cross the sea to meet you. It will take me an hour."
I said, "I miss you so much. Okay, I'll wait for you here."
After sitting for a while, the phone beeped twice again. It was a WeChat message from Tang Man:
"Teacher Wan, you are hiding something from me. This is my sixth feeling. If you encounter anything unhappy, you can tell me. Everyone who is in a foreign country has a sense of loneliness.
If none of these are the case and you are dissatisfied with my performance, you can also tell me directly. I will also accept your criticism. "
I was touched to see how sincerely she wrote. After all, if the second and third points are to be realized, she, the translator, must cooperate with me and work hard together.
I replied, "You guessed wrong. You are a beautiful and kind person. It's just that I had some issues with the Crook family that I didn't think through carefully at the time. Later, President Zheng will come over, and I will notify you to discuss it together."
She replied: "Oh! It frightened me to death at first, but now it makes me very happy. I admit that it is kind. Am I really a beautiful girl in your eyes?"
This kind of question is ambiguous, so I can't follow her lead and continue to praise her, because it will make people think too much and cause misunderstandings.
I replied, "People say you're really smart, Wan Shanhong. I often do the same thing as you, asking back: 'Really?' If he doesn't reply, I'll ask again: 'Really?' If he still doesn't answer, I'll say, 'I'll ask again in a few minutes.'"
She sent a string of "headbanging" emojis. Then she added: "My sister-in-law must be lucky to have met someone as humorous as you."
I didn't answer her and waited patiently for Mr. Zheng to arrive.
The doorbell rang and I jumped up to open the door.
When he opened the door, it was not President Zheng, but He Yun.
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