My Terrible Life in Those Years

Even without his self-introduction, I knew from his appearance, his attire, and the reactions of Qingguo and Uncle Hei that this was the contractor Qian Jin!

He entered as if he were in his own home, barging in between the nurse and Uncle Hei, and plopped down on Uncle Qingguo's bed.

The steel-framed bed immediately sank down, making a creaking sound.

Before I could even go up and say hello, that thick, fat hand slapped Uncle Qingguo on the shoulder.

The side of Uncle Qingguo's body that was photographed was tilted to the side; it took a lot of force.

The nurse immediately objected: "Sir, this gentleman is a patient. You can't slap him so hard! You might reopen his wound!"

"A patient? Hey, Nurse Meimei, have you ever seen such an energetic patient?"

Qian Jin's bull-like eyes immediately began to scan the uniformed nurse from all angles, like a scanner.

The more he swept, the more energetic he became, as if he had seen a huge project being outsourced to him.

Finally, his eyes remained fixed on the name tag with her name on it, probably checking the size of the clothes inside.

Little Mali immediately became somewhat displeased.

How can I stand this? This is the uniformed girl that Lao Liu has his eye on. How dare you, a scoundrel, make such a move?

"Is this Mr. Qian?"

I stepped over and shielded the nurse from his malevolent gaze.

Qian Jin had just begun to notice something amiss when I cut him off, and his face immediately fell.

"Who are you? Get out of my way!" His voice clearly showed considerable displeasure.

I stood still, just smiling as I looked at him.

Uncle Qingguo had a good impression of me, and quickly said to Qian Jin, "This young man is Xiao Jiang from Huihuang Company!"

Qian Jin immediately slapped his forehead, composed himself, and said, "Oh, you're that...that young man Manager Wu mentioned? The one in charge of following up on this matter?"

At this point, the proper procedure would be to hand over my business card and say something like, "Please take care of me."

But I'm still a temporary worker and I'm not qualified to print business cards.

Even if I printed his business card, I wouldn't bother handing it to him, much less offer him any of that nonsense about looking out for him!

I calmly continued, "I am Jiang Ning from Brilliant Brother! I have been assigned by the company to handle Uncle Qingguo's injury."

I timely pulled Mary away from his fervent gaze, and she felt relieved. Looking at my back, she couldn't even see the face of that nouveau riche.

"Wow, this back is so wide!" Little Mali muttered to herself.

Qian Jin's expression shifted slightly as he regained his composure.

"Now that we're all here, let's see how to handle this matter, okay?"

After I identified myself, he toned down his speech a little.

A surge of pride welled up within me once again, as I felt myself being a part of this glorious achievement!

Judging from Qian Jin's attitude towards Uncle Qingguo and the others, he only saw them as tools to help him with his work.

He didn't care at all whether he was injured or how badly he was injured.

I even have a feeling that he wouldn't have come to the hospital if our company hadn't asked him to!

But his nouveau riche air was impossible to hide.

I could tell from the bulging handbag he casually tossed on the bed that it was filled with bundles of cash.

I've heard there's a type of nouveau riche who likes to spend cash. Will I have the honor of witnessing that today?

I turned to Little Ma and smiled, "Nurse Little Ma, could you please tell us about today's test results?"

She hid half of her body behind me to avoid those sinister eyes.

They took out the test results one by one and read out the data we didn't understand.

Before she could finish reading one, Qian Jin impatiently interrupted her.

"Girl, stop reading, we don't understand any of that. Just tell us, can Old Li be discharged from the hospital now?"

The dark-faced man hadn't uttered a single word since he came in.

Now, when he directly asked if he could be discharged from the hospital, his expression immediately turned somewhat gloomy.

"Mr. Qian, shouldn't we wait until this young lady finishes explaining the doctor's advice before making a decision?"

Qian Jin, with his large hand, began stroking the bald man's head again, while patting Uncle Qingguo's thigh and grinning broadly, "What else is there to ask? Look at this old brother Li, he's much stronger than me, he doesn't look injured at all and needs to be hospitalized!"

Uncle Qingguo looked a little embarrassed and didn't know how to respond.

I could tell that he wanted Uncle Qingguo discharged from the hospital immediately.

Besides the money issue, the construction site also suddenly lost two key workers, making it no joke that the project was rushing to meet the deadline.

Just then, I heard a soft question: "Who's paying?"

My ear tickled, my body went tingly, and one side of my body involuntarily tilted to one side.

Then, without realizing it, I touched something soft.

Little Mary had just turned sideways and hid behind me when, just now, the part of her nameplate that was sticking up was bumped right by my back.

At this point, I can't very well say I'm embarrassed, can I?

How should I say it? Should I say, "Excuse me, I bumped into your...you know?"

I have a little experience dealing with this kind of thing.

Turning his head slightly, he gently said to her, whose face was a little flushed, "Nouveau riche, pay up!"

Because I was speaking softly, she was afraid she wouldn't hear me clearly, so she leaned closer. I happened to turn my head at an angle, and wow, I could feel my face touch her forehead!

If it weren't for the mask, I really would have liked to see what her face looked like underneath, and what it would look like after being touched repeatedly.

Then, a sense of guilt arose in my mind. This was the uniformed girl that Lao Liu had his eye on. Was I taking advantage of my friend's wife?

As if startled awake, Xiao Ma Li took a half-step back, forcing herself to calm down. Holding the report, she said to the nouveau riche, "The wound hasn't healed yet, the stitches haven't been removed, and the blood clot in my brain hasn't dissipated. The doctor said I need to stay for a few more days for detailed observation! I can't be discharged now!"

The first few sentences were trembling slightly, clearly indicating that he had not fully recovered from the excitement brought about by the chance encounter and my touch.

He only regained his calm tone after speaking a few sentences later.

With a loud slap, Qian Jin slapped himself hard on the head this time.

"You need to be hospitalized? Are you sure you're not mistaken? You haven't misread the report, have you?"

With a look of disbelief on his face, he struggled to half-stand up from the bed and snatched the report from Ma Li's hand.

I looked at it from the left and right, but I still couldn't figure it out.

I promptly pointed it out: "Mr. Qian, you've got the report upside down!"

He gave me a disapproving look and said, "You have to look at both sides, you can't miss any!"

At that moment, I wasn't drinking any water; otherwise, the water would have sprayed as far as three meters.

If you don't know the characters, you don't know the characters. Why force it like this?

Little Ma couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing!