Chapter 541: 532 Family matters, don't interfere

532 Family matters, don't interfere

「Old crippled calf curses me! Just fucking not hoping I get better! 」 The middle-aged man, upon hearing Yang Lei's words, flew into a rage, spewing vulgarities as he cursed in the street.

Seeing him like that, Zheng Ren felt somewhat relieved.

Usually tough guys don't talk and just attack. Like that person in Di Du wielding a big black umbrella, who comes straight out aiming to take lives.

What they were thinking, Zheng Ren didn't know.

As for this situation before him, he expected only scolding; soon Fan Tian Shui would come up and he'd be dumbfounded.

It's really just that old saying: dogs that bark don't bite.

Zheng Ren was pondering when a stooped figure appeared at the ward door in the hallway.

"Doctor, hurry up and drive this person away, I don't know him." said Xu Guangcai, the elderly man, trembling.

"You're my dad, what gives you the right not to recognize me!" The middle-aged man, presumably stimulated by Yang Lei's words, strode over, "Come home with me, stop pretending to be sick when you're not! With a little money you get all uppity, yet you ran to Hai Cheng!"

Zheng Ren saw him about to step forward and grab the old man, his expression turned grim, and he quickly followed.

At home, beating and scolding parents, Zheng Ren can't control it and has no way to. But here is the hospital; no matter when, Zheng Ren would not turn a blind eye.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man stepped forward, grabbed the old man's patient gown with one hand, gave a slight tug, and jerked the old man off balance.

Zheng Ren quickly stepped forward, his elbow bumped into the middle-aged man's soft ribs, and then he steadied the old man.

"Let go!" Zheng Ren shouted angrily.

"This is between me and my father, what are you meddling for!" the middle-aged man roared.

Before he could continue doing anything, a big hand from behind lifted him up and placed him steadily to one side.

"In the hospital, keep quiet, don't be so loud." Fan Tian Shui stood there like a door god, emanating a solemn authority.

The rascal saw Fan Tian Shui, felt the killing intent emanating from him, and instinctively shrank his neck.

It was as if an invisible blade had already sliced into him.

He glanced at Fan Tian Shui, then at Su Yun behind him holding her phone and recording, forced out a hint of ferocity, and pointed his finger at everyone present.

As his finger passed Fan Tian Shui, the little ferocity he had managed to maintain vanished completely. Without a word, he lowered his head and slipped away.

Seeing him leave like that, Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he fears a fight; even if Fan Tian Shui weren't there, with himself and Su Yun, three or five rascals couldn't win.

What Zheng Ren fears is the rascal throwing himself to the ground and falsely claiming his heart disease is acting up.

Just dealing with him would take three or five hours of hassle; Zheng Ren thought about it and felt mentally exhausted.

Seeing the rascal leave, Zheng Ren and Fan Tian Shui exchanged a look; Fan Tian Shui understood and followed the rascal all the way away.

With Fan Tian Shui around, Zheng Ren truly saved a lot of worry, and he also felt deeply moved.

Helping Xu Guangcai into the room and letting him lie on the hospital bed, Zheng Ren worried that Xu Guangcai's agitated emotions would raise his blood pressure. If something like a cerebral hemorrhage were to happen, the situation would slide into an unknown direction.

Fortunately, although the old man is elderly, he had anticipated this matter beforehand; it wasn't sudden. Emotional fluctuations did not cause the worst outcome.

Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

He communicated with the old man for a few Minute… said to be communication, but actually Xu Guangcai was crying while recounting his ordeal.

He had four children; A Few Years Ago, Xu Guangcai's wife passed away, and he thought about living with whichever child to support his old age.

But none of his sons were willing to take him in, because he especially doted on his youngest son, namely the rascal who had just arrived.

His youngest son is over forty, spends his days stealing chickens and dogs in the village, and doesn't even have a wife.

By this point, Xu Guangcai still hadn't given up, often using his meager savings to subsidize his youngest son.

But human greed is insatiable; having gotten the first, they want the fifteenth.

The youngest son was like a bottomless pit, constantly reaching out for money; Xu Guangcai, in the end, clung to his little coffin savings and dared not let go.

This time his stomach hurt for two days, and he received an IV drip at the village clinic.

The clinic doctor was somewhat capable of checking vitals and knew a bit of medical common sense. After two days of IV drip with no effect, he suggested Xu Guangcai go to Hai Cheng. He specifically urged Xu Guangcai that surgery might be needed, and he must bring enough money.

Unexpectedly, just as Xu Guangcai arrived, his youngest son followed right after.

Zheng Ren wasn't very interested in these family trivialities; he just listened and didn't express any clear stance.

They are all adults; whatever they do, they must bear responsibility.

Right and wrong in such matters are too complicated; Zheng Ren doesn't dwell on them. Simply because he is hospitalized as a patient, Zheng Ren wants to treat his illness.

Family matters… perhaps if I intervene, they might reconcile, and I could end up being the bad guy, possibly drawing resentment.

Such things aren't impossible to get over.

The hospital walls have heard more sincere prayers than churches have. The station platforms have witnessed more genuine embraces than wedding halls.

Having seen many such things, it's just that.

After patiently listening to Xu Guangcai finish, Zheng Ren offered a few words of comfort, heard Yang Lei calling him outside, smiled, told Xu Guangcai, and left the ward.

He was a junior staffer of the Medical Department; after inquiring about the incident and consulting his superiors, he hurriedly fetched photographic equipment, ready to go through the procedures for hospital registration.

It was nearly time to get off work; he was a bit rushed. If he hurried, maybe he could catch the shuttle; if later, he'd probably have to take a taxi home.

Each month his wife gives him only that much pocket money; taking a taxi once feels painful.

After handling this, Zheng Ren finally relaxed, sent a WeChat to Xie Yiren asking where she planned to have dinner this Evening.

But Xie Yiren unusually said she had something to do, wanted to go out and play with Miao Xiaohua and the others, letting Zheng Ren enjoy his meal on his own.

That's rather helpless, but at least there would be time to read, so it wouldn't be boring.

Zheng Ren had been busy all day, feeling somewhat Fatigue. He greeted Su Yun and then headed home by himself.

Dinner…… Zheng Ren wouldn't care about such things.

Since he hadn't eaten at noon, in the Evening he also feared low blood sugar, so he soaked a bowl of instant noodles and just got by with a mouthful.

Having brushed off dinner, Zheng Ren retreated to the System Space to read.

Around nine o'clock, Zheng Ren sent a WeChat to Su Yun inquiring about Xu Guangcai's condition.

Su Yun however didn't reply. After half an hour, Su Yun said the Shou Bing was completed, very smoothly. And he said he had settled Xu Guangcai's work, hired a caregiver, responsible for companionship during hospitalization.

This guy is still reliable, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

That night was very peaceful.

Zheng Renyi woke up when the alarm rang, this was the time he had deliberately set.

Today, he needs to go early to pick up Director Kong.