Courtyard House: A Carefree Life Begins with a Lottery of Wish Power

On Monday, Lin Zhuo went to work at the factory as usual.

Around lunchtime, someone suddenly rushed into the forging workshop looking for Liu Haizhong.

After exchanging a few words with the visitor, Liu Haizhong's expression changed, and he hurriedly went to find Lin Zhuo.

With a serious expression, Liu Haizhong said:

"Xiao Lin, something's happened to Xiao Jia."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhuo hummed in response, then frowned slightly to avoid appearing too calm.

It seems the plot has a lot of momentum; Jia Dongxu was destined for this calamity, and Lin Zhuo was mentally prepared for it.

Liu Haizhong continued:

"Xiao Jia was working in the workshop when he was accidentally hit by a falling object and was seriously injured. He has now been sent to the People's Hospital for emergency treatment."

"Yi Zhonghai and a few of his coworkers have already gone there. Xiao Jia and I are from the same compound, and the factory asked us to go over and help out."

Lin Zhuo nodded and said:

"No problem, Second Uncle."

Lin Zhuo naturally had no objection to not having to do any work.

Liu Haizhong asked the workshop director for leave and rushed to the People's Hospital with Lin Zhuo.

Large factories like steel rolling mills usually have their own factory hospitals, and these hospitals are not small in scale.

However, Jia Dongxu's injuries were severe, and the factory hospital had limited capabilities, so they could only provide emergency treatment before transferring him to the more capable People's Hospital.

When Lin Zhuo arrived at the hospital, Jia Dongxu was still in the operating room.

Yi Zhonghai and several workers stood guard at the entrance of the operating room.

Yi Zhonghai frowned and paced back and forth.

Seeing Liu Haizhong and Lin Zhuo approach, he nodded to them.

Liu Haizhong stepped forward and asked:

"Old Yi, how's the situation?"

Yi Zhonghai shook his head and said:

"He's still undergoing surgery inside. The steel rod hit his back, and he passed out immediately. We'll have to wait until he comes out to find out the specifics."

Upon hearing this, Liu Haizhong's heart tightened.

If you get hit on the arm or leg, at worst you'll be left with some kind of disability.

But if it hits your waist, it could be life-threatening, and even if you survive, you might be paralyzed.

At this moment, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi arrived, accompanied by He Yuzhu and several coworkers and neighbors.

As soon as Jia Zhangshi arrived at the operating room door, she burst into tears.

"My son, what am I supposed to do?"

Qin Huairu's eyes were also red and she kept shedding tears, but she still forced herself to cheer up and advised:

"Mom, don't worry, Dongxu will be alright."

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai also stepped forward and said:

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. The factory is taking this very seriously. The surgeon is the best at the People's Hospital. They will definitely be able to cure Dongxu."

It would have been better if Yi Zhonghai hadn't spoken; once he did, Jia Zhangshi seemed to have found an outlet for her anger. She grabbed Yi Zhonghai's arm and said:

"Yi Zhonghai, what kind of teacher are you?"

"Why didn't you keep a close eye on your apprentice?"

Yi Zhonghai was already in a bad mood, and upon hearing this, his blood rushed to his head, and his temples throbbed incessantly.

Jia Dongxu's accident was caused by his own lack of concentration; what does it have to do with his mentor?

However, in this situation, Yi Zhonghai couldn't argue with Jia Zhangshi.

He could only suppress his anger and said in a deep voice:

"Dongxu's injury this time was purely accidental."

Madam Jia Zhang, however, completely ignored Yi Zhonghai's explanation and continued to speak to herself:

"What accident? It's just that you, as the master, are incompetent."

"Dongxu has followed you for so many years, and he hasn't even been promoted to a third-level worker."

"And now another accident has happened right under your nose."

"It's all your fault, Master!"

As Jia Zhangshi spoke, she became more and more agitated, and while speaking, she reached out to scratch Yi Zhonghai's face.

Yi Zhonghai has always had a fiery temper.

Just now, I thought that Jia Zhangshi had only said some excessive things in a moment of excitement, so I didn't hold it against her.

But Jia Zhangshi went too far, and this series of words made Yi Zhonghai unable to hold back any longer, and he couldn't help but angrily say:

"Jia Zhangshi, are you even being reasonable?"

"Everyone in the compound and the factory can see how I really am to Dongxu."

"He's just not good enough. He doesn't study his skills properly, so who can he blame for failing the exam?"

Jia Dongxu only knows how to slack off at work and doesn't study properly, so Yi Zhonghai can't do anything about him.

Seeing the tension between Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi escalating, an older woman who had accompanied Qin Huairu to the hospital quickly stepped forward to advise them:

"Old Yi."

As she spoke, she tugged at Yi Zhonghai's sleeve and pulled him to sit down on the bench next to her.

Yi Zhonghai was furious, but he knew this was not the time or place to argue with Jia Zhangshi, so he could only sit down angrily and turn his face away from Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Zhangshi was a shrew; she didn't care what happened to her.

But Yi Zhonghai was an eighth-grade worker in the factory and a respected elder in the compound; he was a prominent figure wherever he went.

Making such a scene here will only make us a laughingstock.

Qin Huairu and several older women in the courtyard also stepped forward and pulled Jia Zhangshi to sit down.

Jia Zhangshi sat there, muttering to herself, while Yi Zhonghai, with a livid face, pretended not to hear.

After everyone waited for a while, Jia Dongxu was finally pushed out.

The crowd surged forward.

Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi stepped forward, calling out Jia Dongxu's name repeatedly.

Jia Dongxu's eyes were tightly closed, and he showed no reaction.

The nurse said impatiently:

"The anesthesia hasn't worn off yet, stop yelling and make way."

Yi Zhonghai then walked to the doctor's side and asked in a low voice:

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

The doctor shook his head, sighed softly, and said:

"He's out of danger, but the patient's injuries were too severe and may leave some aftereffects. Let's see how he recovers in the next few days after the surgery."

Although the doctor's explanation wasn't very specific, it was clearly pessimistic.

"Why are there any aftereffects? Aren't you an expert? Did you even do your job properly?"

Jia Zhangshi wanted to go up and argue, but was persuaded to stop by the crowd, and the doctor also took the opportunity to leave quickly.

Jia Dongxu was wheeled into the ward. Since he had just undergone surgery, only two family members were allowed to accompany him.

The workers who came to help at the factory dispersed one after another, leaving only Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong behind. Lin Zhuo was about to leave, but Yi Zhonghai also kept him there.

The neighbors in the courtyard, except for the two older women, had all gone home.

Qin Huairu walked out of the ward, and as soon as she closed the door, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

An older woman quickly stepped forward, supported Qin Huairu, and gently patted her back to help her vent her emotions.

Aunt Erda also held Qin Huairu's hand and gently comforted her.

Qin Huairu cried for a while before slowly stopping, then looked at Yi Zhonghai and said:

"Uncle, now that Dongxu has collapsed, what are we going to do with our whole family?"

Qin Huairu's beautiful face was dotted with tears, making her all the more pitiful.

Lin Zhuo's heart softened slightly upon seeing this.

Qin Huairu possesses a natural charm that unconsciously influences others.

Moreover, it must be said that Qin Huairu has high emotional intelligence; she spoke very tactfully.

What appears to be a lament is actually a way of passing the buck to Yi Zhonghai.

What to do with this whole family?