At around ten o'clock in the morning, in the neurology ward on the 8th floor of Qingmin Township Hospital, a sincere cry came from outside the ward. He entered the ward where Jiang Abao was.
The ward was overcrowded at this time - all the family members of the patients in the other two beds. During the New Year¡¯s Eve, this is always the case in the inpatient ward of the ¡°Hospice Care Department¡±. A large number of filial sons and grandchildren will line up to see the grandparents and grandparents who have lost the ability to take care of themselves. Qingmin Township Hospital has 18 floors, from the 7th floor to the 10th floor, all of which are neurology departments. They are basically full of elderly people who suffer from stroke, paralysis, disability and dementia. A public nursing home.
Since the hospital's medical and nursing services are in place, and regular funerals are guaranteed through one package, which can save everyone a lot of effort, all the families of the paralyzed elderly in the township, as long as they have some financial means and can afford to hire a nurse, will lose their money. Elderly people who can take care of themselves are sent here. As a result, the "hospice care department" on the hospital side is short of daily beds and overcrowded, and many elderly people can't come in if they want to live. This is in stark contrast to the sparseness of the oncology department on the 17th floor and the hematology department on the 18th floor. So it was conceivable that Jiang Abao was sent in as soon as he hit the street, and the township gave Jiang Sen a lot of face.
Jiang Sen ran in with such a loud voice, the eyes of all the people in the room lit up instantly.
When Jiang Abao moved in two hours ago, everyone heard that this was Mr. Er Erjun's own father. When the little girls who had no choice but to be urged by their parents to come over to see their grandparents learned about it, they immediately turned over the place with filial piety. Times, simply do not go. And not only that, they also called other friends, and those friends who happened to have a hospital for the elderly who lived on the 9th or 10th floor at home also came directly to filial piety. I miss my loved ones at home!
So mighty and mighty, he brought some distant relatives who came from the overseas Chinese village next door and came to visit specially, and directly blocked the ward where Jiang Abao lived - some of these overseas Chinese who came back from Southeast Asia were more than domestic fans. Excited, Jiang Sen's fame outside the borders is now almost comparable to his popularity in the online literary circle.
If you have to describe it, just one word, red! "My Wife is a Goddess" sold quietly in the domestic cultural market, purely belonging to a niche circle, but outside, it has almost touched the edge of the top. And now with the publication of "My Wife Is a Queen", the popularity of the 2022 Jun brand is still heating up.
According to the internal estimation of Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Xing Chinese website, as long as Johnson comes out with another book like "My Wife Is a Lesbian" or "My Wife Is a Female Ghost", the trilogy will basically be able to establish a solid foundation in the overseas market. Under Yong, Kulong, and Aunt Yaoyao, the status of the second-tier writers is definitely the leader of the new generation of writers.
Then when the time comes, they can ask Johnson to authorize the royalties of the vest, even if they give Johnson 20 million a year, and then mass-produce a bunch of works signed by Mr. 2022, earn enough in three or two years, and the profit can at least reach 200 million.
At that time, even if Mr. 2022's vest has a bad reputation overseas because of his shoddy work, it doesn't matter. Anyway, they have already made money, and the lifetime contract they signed with Jiang Sen is also worth their money. As for whether Jiang Sen will agree¡ªwho can resist the temptation of getting 10 to 20 million every year without doing anything?
So Brother Hui has 200% confidence, and Jiang Sen will definitely agree. After all, he has seen through the essence of Jiang Sen, a dead boy. This guy who can risk his life to code words for two million is just a money man. s things. Don't look at Jiang Sen who seems to be donating money everywhere every day, but Brother Hui predicts that Er Er Jun must have other plans! Mr. Er Er, a shameless cultural scum, is simply disgustingly hypocritical! nausea! digusting! Disgusting, disgusting~! Pooh!
"Baba!" Under the gaze of the bright eyes of half of the girls in the room, Jiang Sen ran up to Jiang Abao, grabbed his immobile hand, turned around and asked Director Niu who was sitting beside him, "He can't move all over his body. Did you move?"
As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Abao raised his other hand, slapped Jiang Sen on the head, and cursed indistinctly: "You are next door to Spicy, your car can't move"
There was a sudden chuckle in the room.
The little girls peeked at Jiang Sen's face, all showing surprise expressions.
"Second brother's acne has disappeared a lot."
"A real person looks much better than a photo"
"The skin is a little bad, but the person is still quite handsome."
Just like that, in front of Jiang Sen, they gradually whispered excitedly.
However, Jiang Sen turned a deaf ear and only saw his father, who was seriously ill, while listening to Director Niu say:?In addition to the hospitalization and nursing expenses, plus the 10,000 yuan Jiang Abao¡¯s care fee to the police station, Jiang Abao spent more than 50,000 yuan in just seven days at home, an average of more than 8,000 yuan a day.
The gold-swallowing beast of the dog day! And there is no output yet!
Jiang Sen was a little itchy, and without waiting for the aunt, he asked for her mobile phone number, and walked out of the bank.
About half an hour later, he brought Jiang Abao back from the vegetable market two new cotton sweaters, a large bag of underwear, a set of winter coats, and clothes that can be worn in spring and summer when the weather warms up. There are also diapers, paper towels, and daily toiletries. I couldn't hold them with two hands at all, so I had to call a tricycle to bring them here.
Just tossing and taking things upstairs, in front of dozens of people, I worked inside and outside for a long time, and it was time for lunch. Only then did Jiang Sen pull the suitcase that had been in Jiang Abao's ward, explain to the newly hired aunt and the nurse at the nurse's station, and then signed a document for the patient's family members, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Tired enough to go downstairs.
As soon as he left, the little girls in Jiang Abao's room followed him home.
When he went downstairs, he was chattering and had a very good opinion of Jiang Sen.
"Er Erjun is so filial."
"Wow, he is so nice, talented, and handsome"
"A little less acne would be perfect."
"It would be nice to be a little bit taller. It's only five or six centimeters away. It's the standard image of Prince Charming in my heart. Unfortunately, it's just a prince with acne at most. Alas, I want to post it and shout twice."
"A prince with acne is also a prince! You can still look handsome with so many acnes, so when the acnes are gone, you will be fine?"
"Then do it quickly! Get rid of his father first!"
"Do you want to be his stepmother because you can't get his man?"
"Go, go, go"
"Oh, I forgot to ask for his autograph just now"
Of course, Jiang Sen, who took the first step, didn't hear the chattering of the girls.
At noon, he first went to the Qingshan Hotel, opened the room 408 where he usually lives, put down the schoolbag and suitcase that he had carried all morning, then hurried out, and had lunch. After lunch, in the early afternoon, he went back to the hotel to wash his face. He felt a little sleepy, but he managed to pull himself together and went to the hospital again.
This time I didn't go to the 8th floor, but went directly to the 18th floor.
Arrived at the place, came out of the elevator, the deserted environment of the hematology department on the 18th floor, the atmosphere like fighting downstairs in the morning, is simply heaven and earth. Jiang Sen knew the way, and walked to Lao Kong's ward. In the past two days, his white blood cells had risen a lot, so he was moved back to the general ward. Today, by coincidence, Teacher Tian, ??Kong Jun, and Kong Ting were all there. Seeing the creditor appear, Teacher Tian immediately subconsciously stood up from the chair, and Kong Ting also suddenly became a little embarrassed. Only Kong Jun, like most of the boys, was really nervous, and happily shouted: "Jiang Sen! Why are you here!"
"Look at old Kong." Jiang Sen walked in with a smile, put down a bag of apples, and said, "I'll go back to the city tomorrow, and I'll come to see you today. When will the surgery be?"
"The doctor said it will take another week, maybe four or five days sooner." Lao Kong said with a smile, judging by his complexion, it wasn't too bad.
Jiang Sen cheered and said: "Grit your teeth, this disease mainly depends on your willpower, don't have any psychological burden."
"I know." Old Kong smiled, "Everyone who comes to see it has to say this, as if you all know how much you know about this stuff."
Jiang Sen said with a smile: "The whole world knows that every Chinese is a doctor."
Kong Jun laughed suddenly: "Yes, yes, yes! Damn, one is better than the other. This doctor is not good, that doctor is not good. Hearing their bragging, they are better than real doctors. When asked about their qualifications, they have not graduated from elementary school!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Teacher Tian interrupted Kong Jun's complaints about some relatives of his family, turned around and asked Jiang Sen, "Son, have you had lunch yet?"
"Eat." Jiang Sen nodded, raised his hand to look at the time, "It's almost 1:30, if you don't eat, you will starve to death."
Teacher Tian whispered: "Then let's have dinner at Auntie's house."
After thinking about it, Jiang Sen showed a smile: "That's fine."
When Kong Jun heard this, he turned his head and raised his eyelids to Kong Ting. Kong Ting gave Kong Jun a shy look, and then raised her head to take a peek at Jiang Sen. Suddenly, she felt that Jiang Sen looked a little different.
It looks better and taller.
If her parents want to match them up, alas~~~!
When Kong Ting thought of this, her cheeks flushed instantly.
She stood up silently, pretending to be cold and said: "I'll go back to do my homework first."
As if running away, he walked out of the ward quickly.
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She stood up silently, pretending to be cold and said: "I'll go back to do my homework first."
As if running away, he walked out of the ward quickly.
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