Chapter 415: Recuperating!
Afternoon.
Past 2pm.
In the small 30 square ter studio, Zhang Ye had gone off the internet, but was imdiately t with telephone calls. They ca one after another. It was just like when he was released from the police station at noon. The friends he knew all called to ask about him with concern. So sent text ssages, while others gave him a call.
Su Na's short ssage: Are you severely injured?
Zhang Ye replied: I'm fine. Thanks.
Yao Jiancai's call. "Old bro, are you dead?"
"Still holding on. Hur Hur." Zhang Ye smiled and said.
Yao Jiancai praised him, "Nicely done. You are a true man of steel and blood. I am out of town filming a show and will be back in Beijing in a few days. I'll visit you then."
Zhang Ye said, "It's alright. Go ahead and busy yourself, Old Yao."
Yao Jiancai said, "Recover well. We must et up when I'm back."
Many phone calls ca while Zhang Ye explained to his friends one after another. He tried to assuage them, but his head was actually quite dizzy. He had lost quite a bit of blood, and would need so ti to recuperate. Who wasn't made of flesh? However, Zhang Ye was the kind of person who never wanted people to worry about him. If there was anything he could solve himself, he would solve it himself. He would not worry others, for he would feel bad too. Hence, no matter what he encountered, he would say he was fine. Besides, even if told others that he was doing badly and that he was dizzy and feeling numb in the legs, others would still not be able to help him. People were always busy during the new year. Zhang'er was afraid of pain too. Don't look at how he usually appeared very daring, with him daring to say or do anything? In fact, if this fellow saw a doctor in a hospital, his legs would go limp. He would not go to a hospital for a transfusion or jab unless necessary. Hence, he had to endure it.
Suddenly, a knock ca from outside his door.
No, to be accurate it was tapped on by soone once.
Zhang Ye hung up and looked out, "Who is it? The door isn't locked."
With a creak, a beautiful petite figure pushed open the door with all her might and appeared through the crack in the door. She looked with a deadpan expression at Zhang Ye, "Zhang Ye, you are ho."
Zhang Ye seed to see a beloved relative. "Aiyah, it's Chenchen. Why are you here?"
Chenchen said nonchalantly, "My Aunt saw the news and told to see if you were ho."
Zhang Ye imdiately covered his head, "You ca just in ti! Hurry, hurry up and call the Landlady Auntie! This bro can't take it anymore! I'm dying! Get the Landlady Auntie to save !"
Chenchen acknowledged and gave a condition. "Then you need to do my Winter howork for ."
Zhang Ye stared at her, "You wicked child. Hurry up and call her for Uncle Zhang!"
"Then you agreed." Chenchen turned and walked away.
Zhang Ye did not know if he should be annoyed or laugh. Suddenly, a call ca. This ti, it was different. It was a phone call from his parents' place. After hesitating for quite a while, he decided to pick it up.
"Son!" Mom said in an anxious voice. "You were injured? Were you really injured?"
Zhang Ye, who had been wailing a mont ago, imdiately felt highly-spirited. "Hey, Mom. Who did you hear from that I was injured." Not far from him, the door opened. Rao Aimin's figure walked in, with Chenchen following behind her. She was carrying a first-aid kit. Zhang Ye did not speak to Rao Aimin and first tried to reassure his parents. He said, "I'm fine. I'm completely alright!"
Mom refused to believe. "But it's written on the news!"
Zhang Ye smacked his lips, "Aiyah, don't listen to those dia or people on the internet speak nonsense. It's all fake!"
Maybe it was hands-free on that side, as his Aunt's voice also sounded. "This can be faked?"
Zhang Ye said, "Yes, it's all fake. At best, it's just exaggerated. It's the dia. They all like to do that. If not, how do you attract everyone's attention and eyeballs? Hey, listen to , do I sound injured? I'm now planning on going out for a run to train my body. Actually, it was just a few children throwing a few eggs and cabbage leaves. What harm can that cause. Your son isn't made of paper. Didn't you know my nickna is 'man of steel and blood'!? Don't worry, don't worry. I'm completely fine!"
After a while, Zhang Ye hung up while wiping his sweat. He had finally managed to hoodwink them.
Following that, Zhang Ye saw the landlady's figure and nearly had tears stream down his face, "My beloved relative! My beloved relative! You ca! Quick save ! My head is aching! I'm dying!"
Chenchen: "............"
Rao Aimin looked at him with askance, "Aren't you a man of steel and blood?"
Zhang Ye cried out miserable, "What do you an steel and blood!? This tiny body of mine will shatter at a touch! It's not like you don't know!"
Rao Aimin sat on the bed. "Then what did I just see on the internet? Weren't you righteously shouting that you would ‘sacrifice your blood in the Yellow Emperor's na'?"
Zhang Ye exclaid, "I was just acting aweso! What about seeing the Yellow Emperor? This bro nearly saw the King of Hell! Try letting a rock smash you in the head! I don't believe you will be fine!"
Chenchen interrupted, "My aunt's chin can crush bricks to smithereens, so what if she got smashed by a rock?"
Oh, right!
I forgot Rao Aimin was a "martial arts expert"!
F**k! Then there's no f**king way to converse!
Rao Aimin's nasty tongue never changed. "If you aren't that tough, then don't fake it. Just that body constitution of yours, and you want to smash your face to act like you are a big guy? You even dare to stand there and let them hit you? Are you trying to touch all of China!? What I will sacrifice my blood in the Yellow Emperor's na? It sounds pretty nice, but I just threw you down from the bed gently and you were already wailing like a slaughtered pig. What's the point of acting aweso?"
Zhang Ye whined without speaking, revealing a look as if he were dying soon. His face looked weak and if soone didn't know, they would think he was about to die that very second. Previously in the district, in front of the crowd, reporters, as well as on the internet and to his friends and family after returning ho, Zhang Ye had been forcefully holding on. He looked pretty aweso. No matter who asked him, he said he was fine. Now, without any outsiders, and seeing that it was Rao Aimin, who knew traditional Chinese dicine, Zhang Ye imdiately revealed his actual state. He could no longer act aweso anymore.
"Where does it hurt?"
"It hurts everywhere!"
"Hands off. Let take a look."
"Lighter Landlady Auntie!"
"Cut your nonsense!"
"Ah! Lighter!"
"Don't move!"
"I can't take it, I can't take it! It's too painful!"
Rao Aimin had a nasty tongue but a soft heart. Her words were always very an, but whenever Zhang Ye got into trouble, Rao Aimin never ignored him.
Checking his injuries, Rao Aimin had a general idea. "Let's go. To the hospital."
The mont Zhang Ye heard this, he imdiately grabbed onto the bedpost, "No! I'll never go! Unless I'm dead!"
Rao Aimin stared at him, "Go to the hospital and get the doctors to sterilize it and give you a tetanus jab. Then it will recover quickly. I don't have the tools suitable for the job."
Zhang Ye flatly said, "I'd rather die than go!"
Despite spending all day to persuade him, Zhang Ye refused to listen.
Out of desperation, Rao Aimin could only say, "Chenchen, dical kit."
Little Chenchen slowly opened the dical kit.
Rao Aimin took out a cotton swab and began applying dicine to Zhang Ye's forehead. "This dicine of mine can only sterilize it and do so simple treatnt. It cannot guarantee that it will be very effective."
Zhang Ye said, "It's fine, as long as it's effective."
Rao Aimin seethed, "You don't let rest well on the first day of the Chinese New Year. Let tell you that this is the last ti. Next ti, if you get injured, don't co looking for . I don't have the ti for you!" Turning towards Rao Chenchen. "Chenchen, go take your afternoon nap. You still have to do your Winter howork at night."
Chenchen said, "I'm not tired."
Rao Aimin looked at her, "Then don't tell you are tired and want to sleep like the past few nights. If you don't finish the first ten pages of your mathematics howork, you are not going to sleep!"
Chenchen seethed and acknowledged. The two won had nearly the sa expression, as if they ca from the sa mould. "Got it." Then she turned to return ho.
Zhang Ye was still grunting. "Painful!"
Rao Aimin said in a lukewarm manner, "Endure it!"
After his forehead was done, Rao Aimin helped dab the wound on his neck.
As such, Zhang Ye grit his teeth. The spirit and stance he previously had on the internet was gone. People were, after all, sotis strong, but there were also tis when they were weak.
"Big Sis Rao."
"What!?"
"I want to eat your Red Braised Pork tonight."
Rao Aimin fud so much that it beca amusent. "I worked so hard to apply dicine for you, and you even put out conditions? Cut the crap!? There's only a bit of leftovers. It's up to you to eat them!"
"What are the leftovers?"
"Only dumplings."
"What's the filling inside?"
"Chive eggs!"
"Why is it vegetarian? Is there no at? This bro is a patient now, and a great hero who was injured for national causes. Can't I get a bit of at to eat?"
"Kid, you are trying to be forceful, aren’t you?"
"Alright then, I'll make do."
"Open your mouth. Drink the dicine."
"What dicine?"
"Anti-inflammatory dicine."
"I can't drink it if it's too bitter."
"If you keep up your nonsense, you will be left on the bed with nobody caring about you. Open your mouth, drink the dicine and water!"
Rao Aimin was already holding the water and dicine. She helped him sit up.
"...Orh." Zhang Ye obediently drank the dicine.
After the initial pain, Zhang Ye felt he was getting better. With soone taking care of him, he felt better. Towards the landlady's wicked mouth, Zhang Ye always kept it at arm's length. However, be it what Rao Aimin did or her taking care of him, Zhang Ye was especially assured with it. He knew she was a specially virtuous woman in everything. Now, he did not need to worry or consider about himself. He lay down and soone would wipe dicine on him, give him tea, as well as food. That feeling was indescribably good, and with that, weariness crept up to him.
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