Chapter 34 I Think I'm Strong Enough
Wei Jie decided to complete this task and try every legal means to keep the "patient with a slightly milder condition" sane.
This is the goal, and it is something that must be done! We must never treat this kind of thing with the half-hearted mentality of the past!
Wei Jie rested quietly for half a day, adjusting his mental state, and at the same time trying hard to think of words and ways of conversation that would allow him to communicate normally with the other party.
"This task is not easy." Wei Jie said this to himself. By speaking, he prepared himself mentally to face difficulties in advance.
"Don't be angry with him. Be patient. This task is not easy." Wei Jie said solemnly, and he was speaking to himself.
It is not necessary to curry favor with the other party, as that is useless. Wei Jie will continue to try through various means.
Now Wei Jie was just taking some precautions in advance. He knew very well that Zhang Xiaoshan's way of thinking and stubbornness were what he hated the most, and if he wanted to treat this task rationally, he had to be prepared first.
Anger and rage will not help !
"You are fighting !"
Wei Jie felt that he had the mentality to take such matters seriously, but he was still not in a hurry to contact the parties involved.
After turning off the computer, not working on any programs or checking the news or information, Wei Jie spent the whole afternoon sleeping.
If you have something on your mind, you can't fall asleep. Being able to fall asleep peacefully means that your mentality has truly stabilized.
In the evening, Wei Zhian and Wei's mother came in together. With the help leaned on the pillow and repeated the doctor's words.
Wei Zhian didn’t know whether he should be happy or sad, “This is… good. I can recover my hands and it won’t be so painful. It’s worth it no matter how much money I spent.”
Wei Zhian didn't know how to comfort his son and said some random words.
Wei's mother comforted him, "Wei Jie, it's a good thing that your left hand can get better. Technology is so advanced now, your parents can make money, and you are a capable person, so you will definitely get better in the future!"
Facing the two people's comfort, Wei Jie said calmly: "It's okay, I have been mentally prepared. The doctor told me that the other hand can be cured. I am already very happy."
Wei Zhian and the other man didn't know what to say. They both knew that Wei Jie had been trying hard to find a way to recover his body, and they were basically of no help in this matter.
They could still give some money before, but since Wei Jie was able to make money on his own and could earn as much wealth as Wei Zhian would have earned in his lifetime with just one hand and his brain, they seemed even more useless.
Seeing that the two were silent, Wei Jie said, "I will hire a doctor to take care of me tomorrow or the next two days, mainly at night. Aunt Wang has been taking care of me very hard recently, so her salary should be increased. I'll give her an extra 2,000 yuan. From now on, Aunt Wang will be in charge of the day shift, and the new doctor will be in charge of the night shift. This way, any problems I have can be discovered in time. Mom, you can rest assured and don't worry about me."
Aunt Wang, who was standing aside, heard that she wanted to raise her salary, and quickly said, "No need for that. I basically didn't do anything. It was you, Wei Jie, who took the initiative to call me. Besides, I usually sit outside most of the time. My salary is already very high, so there's no need for a raise."
Because Wei Jie mainly worked in the evening and at night, and he paid more attention to protecting himself, so apart from changing clothes and sheets and cleaning up the garbage, and some small things like serving meals and bringing water, he didn't do much.
Wei Jie insisted, "That's not the case. It's just not important now because nothing has gone wrong. It's because of your care, Aunt Wang, that my injuries haven't gotten worse . If someone who didn't know the severity of my injuries had taken care of me, I would really need amputation. So the money isn't much, don't refuse it."
When Wei Jie's mother heard what he said, she nodded and said, "Wei Jie is right. If this leg really needs to be amputated, there will be no hope. I didn't dare to touch the bloody leg when I saw it. You took care of it. Now Wei Jie wants a raise, and I agree. You should accept it. I will need your help to take care of this child in the future."
Wei Zhian also said: "The money was earned by Wei Jie. I have no objection to how he wants to use it. I think it is worth spending the money on something like this."
Aunt Wang declined a few more times, but finally accepted at the request of Wei Jie and others. However, she also took the initiative to offer to take care of the laundry, cooking, cleaning the room and other tasks, and would try to work here on weekends.
The matter was settled, and Wei Jie also contacted the doctor recommended by Dr. Li through WeChat. The doctor was a Chinese medicine practitioner who was experienced in massage and injury care, and had also treated some patients with severe fractures.
Wei Jie originally felt it was difficult to hire such a doctor to work the night shift as a nurse, but after adding the other party on WeChat, the other party quickly agreed, but required a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan and the ability to live in Wei Jie's home to provide care and nursing.
Wei Jie did not agree rashly, but requested a face-to-face interview, and the other party agreed to come tomorrow afternoon.
After taking care of the trivial matters, Wei Jie turned on the computer, looked at the interface of the live broadcast room and sighed.
"Forget it, let's go to Xia Mo's live studio first and get used to it."
Wei Jie can no longer laugh at those bootlickers. He could laugh before because he stayed out of it, but now that he has a task that he must complete, he can no longer laugh.
It's like this with everything. I'm afraid of putting myself in other people's shoes, because then I feel complicated.
[Prefect][Administrator] A stay-at-home guy who only eats and waits for death enters the live broadcast room.
Xia Mo was chatting with the people in the live broadcast room. When she saw Wei Jie coming in, she said, "Jaune, are you here to hang sweet potatoes today too?"
Wei Jie looked at the online viewers in the live broadcast room, but because there were too many people, he couldn't see the smurf account and was not sure whether that person had come or not.
[Prefect][Administrator] The shut-in who lives a life of idleness and waiting to die: Did that person come yesterday?
Xia Mo asked in confusion, "Yesterday? Which person? Who are you talking about, Jaune?"
[Prefect][Administrator] The shut-in who just eats and waits for death: I mean the one who loves you, the refugee.
Xia Mo immediately remembered, "I remember now, what was his name...I don't think he came today, I didn't see him, Brother Zilong, did you see that little account yesterday?"
[No. 1] [God] [Administrator] Super Zilong: I didn’t come. I couldn’t see the second half this morning. I didn’t even finish one show, and you still have the nerve to say I like you.
Xia Mo had basically no memory of that kind of person, and now she said, "Yeah, it's disgusting. They talk about love and liking when they just meet, even though they obviously don't know anything about each other. I think this kind of person is not trustworthy at all and is not worthy of being friends."
Xia Mo quickly added: "Jaune, do you know that person?"
[Prefect][Administrator] The shut-in who lives a life of idleness and waiting to die: I don't know him, but when I saw him say he loved you and fell in love with you at first sight, I found it a little funny, and I didn't disturb him from talking to you, I just wanted to see how long he could last, but it turned out he couldn't even last a day.
Wei Jie sighed. If Zhang Xiaoshan was like that superficial trumpet, he wouldn't be so worried.
Seeing that Wei Jie didn't recognize the small account, Xia Mo mocked the small account's behavior, and the big brothers in the live broadcast room also spoke out to help.
Wei Jie watched these people's performance quietly. Only after he felt that he had become stronger and was indifferent to many things did he say goodbye to Xia Mo.
Ahead is the real battlefield!
