My Terrible Life in Those Years

Fortunately, Du Yan was saved because I brought her to the hospital in time.

But she lost a lot of blood, and by just a little bit, she almost succeeded in killing herself.

I didn't understand the technical jargon very well, but I could understand the expressions on the doctor's and Ma Li's faces.

She was under observation in the intensive care unit, and I stayed outside while the uncle went home.

He also has to set up his stall in the morning.

Around 7 a.m., I called Aunt Shu and told her that I had accidentally bumped my hand while going to the toilet the night before, and it was hurting terribly, so I couldn't go to the company and had to take the day off.

Unsurprisingly, she ridiculed me for a long time, saying that I was such a grown-up that I could bump into people while walking.

Then I subtly implied that if I had a pillow in my hand, I wouldn't have bumped into it.

In the end, she was still so angry that she hung up the phone.

Du Yan woke up around nine o'clock.

I changed my clothes and went inside to see her.

She opened her weak eyes and looked at me, as if she didn't recognize me.

I laughed and said, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me? I'm Jiang Ning, China's good neighbor."

Her face was very pale, as if she had lost too much blood.

He had a needle stuck in his hand, with many bottles of liquid attached to it.

She looked around at the ceiling, the IV drip, and the room before finally noticing me.

Why did you save me?

Her voice was weak, feeble, and dry.

That feeling of wanting to abandon everything left me feeling powerless and helpless.

"We have to save her! A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative!" I said with a smile as I sat down by her bedside and tucked the blanket around her.

Du Yan blinked. This time, there were no tears. I knew she wanted to laugh, to laugh at me.

Perhaps, her tears have already been emptied along with her blood loss.

"Thank you, Jiang Ning." Her voice was slightly louder, indicating that she was slowly regaining consciousness and strength.

I waved my hand dismissively: "You're welcome. After all, we've slept together before."

Seeing that she seemed to be in a slightly better mood, I couldn't hold back my words.

Sure enough, she twitched the corner of her mouth, her face quickly turned red, and her hand instinctively tried to slap me, pulling on the needle, causing her to wince in pain and frown.

"Don't make me laugh, it will hurt my wound!" Du Yan said gently.

I let out a long sigh: "Goodness, you almost scared me to death."

Get well soon, then treat me to hot pot and three bottles of beer.

I ran so fast I almost lost my shoes!

Du Yan forced herself not to laugh; her wound was still very painful.

"What do you want to eat? I'll go get it for you." I was a little hungry myself.

"Let's have some porridge," she thought for a moment.

At this point, all she could drink were liquids.

I ran into Little Mali just as I was leaving.

"Where are you going?" She changed her clothes; she was off her night shift.

Casual clothes, relaxed attire, ankle boots, carrying a small bag, and blond hair.

"Let's go eat. Hey, you seem like a completely different person."

"Perfect timing, I haven't eaten either, let me treat you to the cafeteria!" After a night shift, Xiao Mali didn't feel tired at all, and was even full of energy. Did she take some kind of tonic?

"Jiang Ning, who is she to you? You seem very nervous?" While we were eating, she sat across from me and started gossiping as soon as she sat down.

Ah, women, they always have a gossipy heart, just like their love of beauty.

As long as it lives, it will not disappear.

"She's my neighbor, a really good neighbor in China."

"It doesn't look like it!" Ma Li said with a doubtful look.

"What does that look like?" I asked in surprise.

"Like your girlfriend!" When I asked this, she stared at me intently, as if trying to read the truth behind my question.

"No, that's not true, she really does live next door to me..."

Good grief, knowing she wasn't my girlfriend, she ate three big steamed buns and two bowls of porridge?!

I was a little dumbfounded: "Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Little Mali puffed out her chest: "Where am I fat?" Her eyes held a hint of threat.

"Fat!" I blurted out without hesitation.

She immediately glared at me, about to reprimand me, but I had already interjected, "They're all fat in the right places."

He picked up the bowl, took a sip of porridge, and stared at the spot where the nameplate was hanging.

This turning point was quite significant.

She pointed at my finger, then immediately lowered it, following my gaze and knowing where my eyes were.

Satisfied: "Fine, you get it!"

"How long will Du Yan stay in the hospital?" I asked.

"It won't be long before the wound is stitched up, she's had a blood transfusion and an IV drip. She's young and in good health, she can be discharged in a day or two."

I finally felt relieved. Good heavens, if I had stayed here for ten or eight days, I would have gone bankrupt!

In reality, Du Yan gained nothing from Zhong Yang except for a little bit of fake affection, let alone money.

She lost her virginity and almost lost her life.

When we returned to the ward, I fed her the porridge.

She was in better spirits.

"Go to work, I'm fine now." After regaining her senses, Du Yan's gentle and graceful demeanor returned.

She knew I had taken leave, and she also knew that I had injured my hand, probably hadn't slept much all night, and had spent a lot of money.

She knew this in her heart, but she wouldn't say it out loud.

She couldn't repay this favor all at once.

"Are you really alright?" I asked, puzzled.

"It's really nothing. I've already died once. Since I can't die again, I'll live well too. Don't worry."

Her tone was calm, but the way she spoke and her expression betrayed her true feelings.

Has she finally let go? By nearly losing her life?

But it's not bad, I thought to myself.

"Okay, I'll go back to the company this afternoon. I do have some important things to take care of."

As I was leaving, she called me back.

"Jiang Ning, have you figured out how to deal with him?"

My heart skipped a beat when I asked that question.

Oh my god, this girl, could she come back to life, turn evil, and become a vengeful goddess?

"Hmm, I have some ideas, but I haven't really figured it out yet."

She stared at me for a long time before letting me go.

"If you've thought it through, just tell me when you need me, and I'll definitely help you."

Sure enough, this girl's love turned into hate.

My mind was a jumble of thoughts; this knot was hard to untie.

However, if she could truly stand completely on my side and help me, I feel that Zhong Yang would almost have won me over.

Back at the company, I immediately went to see Aunt Shu.

I know she has to deal with that big problem from last night today.

I entered the office, and she was organizing some documents.

He gestured for me to sit down first, and then made a few internal phone calls.

The first call was to General Manager Liu, and the second was to Wu Bo.

My heart skipped a beat. What did this mean? Was CEO Liu involved too?