Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

If the wheelchair hadn't continued to move forward slowly, Zhang Jiaqiang would have thought it was just him.

He turned around and saw that the two nurses lowered their heads, as if they didn't want to answer the question.

"Did I say something wrong?"

The middle-aged nurse sighed, "It's nothing actually. Strictly speaking, this is not a nursing home..."

The dim street lights illuminated the winding path, and as the nurse spoke softly, Zhang Jiaqiang finally understood the meaning of this courtyard.

It turns out that the people here are all lonely elderly patients with no financial ability. They have no relatives and friends, and they can't afford expensive hospitalization fees.

In order to live a few more years, some people choose to be hospitalized.

Although she didn't say the specific content of the agreement, Zhang Jiaqiang had a pretty good guess, and he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

The middle-aged nurse continued, "The funds allocated from above are too small, and it can barely support them. Once the illness becomes serious, medical expenses will be the biggest problem. We still owe the hospital a lot of medical expenses!"

"Fortunately, some kind-hearted people donated generously to relieve us some of the pressure, otherwise these elderly people would be in misery!"

Zhang Jiaqiang would naturally find someone to investigate whether what she said was true or not, and now he would follow her words and ask.

"I just saw a lady walking away in a hurry. Is she the one you mentioned who came to donate money?"

Before the middle-aged nurse could speak, Minmin, the young nurse next to her, interrupted.

"Oh, you are talking about Miss Park. She is a great philanthropist. Half of our donations come from her. She often takes time to take care of the elderly. Many elderly people treat her as their own daughter!"

Perhaps because she was afraid that Minmin would reveal what had just happened, the middle-aged nurse took over.

"Ms. Park is indeed a philanthropic person. I heard that she also sponsors an orphanage and donates 10,000+ every year. A beautiful, rich and kind-hearted person like her is really rare!"

Zhang Jiaqiang thought, if what they said is true, heroines like Pu Zhenhuai really became extinct hundreds of years ago. Isn’t it a once-in-a-lifetime event?

Along the way, he inquired about some details of the nursing home. Originally, there were more than 50 elderly people. Over the years, the number has increased and decreased, and now there are still 36 people.

It's not because there are fewer elderly people in need, but because they now charge less if they can to reduce the burden, otherwise they might have filled up the small courtyard long ago.

As she arrived at the door of the ward, Minmin suddenly said, "Brother Hero, the next time you go on TV, can you call on everyone to donate some money to us? Those old people are so pitiful!"

"Minmin, you are acting nonsense again!"

The middle-aged nurse scolded her and said softly.

"Don't mind. We, a little nurse, don't keep our mouth shut. But if you really help publicize the difficulties in the hospital, we will be grateful!"

The wheelchair was pushed into the ward, and two nurses skillfully helped Zhang Jiaqiang onto the bed.

At this moment, he inexplicably remembered what Pu Zhenhuai said just now - I can't control the whole world, but those I know and have taken care of cannot end up like that!

Since his rebirth, Zhang Jiaqiang has not been able to take care of the laid-off workers in the city, but everyone around him has helped.

He doesn't have the ability to build tens of millions of mansions, which will make all poor people in the world happy, but he can repair the dormitories of the food factory and build a modern community so that the factory employees can live and work in peace and contentment.

From this point of view, Park Zhenhuai has become a member of the same group. This is really a fast-changing world!

Zhang Jiaqiang thought at this moment, since she can do it and I happen to know about it, naturally I can't just sit back and watch.

However, I can’t express my position at this time. I’ll wait until tomorrow to make it clear.

He said after finding a pen and paper on the bedside table and signing the name of the little nurse.

"I will definitely pay attention to what you two just said. If I have the chance, I can help you get more donations. Thank you very much for today!"

The two kind-hearted nurses said goodbye happily.

Zhang Jiaqiang took out his lost mobile phone and called Li Hu.

Fortunately, Gao Jie was asked to equip all important people with mobile phones a few days ago. As the head of the bodyguards and the backbone of the security department, Li Hu naturally needs the most cutting-edge equipment.

After the call was connected, Zhang Jiaqiang asked him to arrange for someone to check a few things tomorrow.

One is the true situation of this nursing home, and the other is the situation of the orphanage funded by Park Jinhuai.

The last step is to find the guy named Gouzi who ran away from the job market today.

Even if this bitch didn't know about the boss behind the scenes, he still sold many laid-off workers. He definitely deserved death. Zhang Jiaqiang would definitely not let him go.

After arranging things, Zhang Jiaqiang told Li Hu what Tan Wenxin reminded him today and asked Li Hu to arrange capable people around him just in case.

Upon hearing this, Li Hu immediately said that he would go to the hospital in person.

For the sake of safety, Zhang Jiaqiang agreed and asked him to pick him up from the hospital tomorrow. With Guo Yonggang here at night and in the hospital, there would be no problem.

After hanging up the phone, he sat on the bed and played with the imitation pistol lighter he had picked up from the scene, waiting for Guo Yonggang to send it back.

At this moment, the door to the ward was pushed open, and a doctor wearing a white coat and a large mask came in.

"Ward round, are you Zhang Jiaqiang?"

Zhang Jiaqiang hurriedly stuffed the pistol lighter under the pillow. It would be embarrassing if he was seen. He is still playing with toys, which makes people laugh.

"You have this ward by yourself!" the doctor asked in a calm tone.

Zhang Jiaqiang nodded, "What a coincidence, I'm the only one now. Doctor, let's see, I won't have a big problem when I leave the hospital tomorrow morning!"

The doctor walked forward slowly and said with a smile, "Come and lie down on the bed. I'll check the injury and then tell you whether you can be discharged!"

Zhang Jiaqiang also smiled, "Can I finish eating the dumplings first and then check them? My wife made them with her own hands. You can try them too. Eat them before setting out on the road to save yourself from starving to death!"

The doctor was startled, stopped across the bed, and then scolded.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Why don't you get down quickly and waste my time? There are other patients to see!"

If it hadn't been for Tan Wenxin's reminder today, Zhang Jiaqiang would never have been so vigilant at the moment.

He laughed loudly, and then said with a fierce look in his eyes, "I'm injured in front, why the hell do you want me to lie down? If you want to eat fart, let's try it with a gun first!"

Before he finished speaking, he quickly took out the machine gun under his pillow, pointed it at the doctor's head, and roared, "Take off the mask, raise your hands and squat on the ground!"

This guy never dreamed that Zhang Jiaqiang could have a 'pistol'. He was frightened repeatedly and was too scared to move. He raised his hands obediently and slowly squatted down.

At this moment, Zhang Jiaqiang became alert and turned around suddenly.

At some point, a man in a white coat appeared at the door of the ward and threw a cold light at him.

At the critical moment, he only had time to lean back, and the white light barely scratched his forehead and pierced the wall next to him.

There was a sound, and a dagger with cold light appeared on the white wall.

The doctor who was squatting suddenly stood up, like a cheetah pounced on Zhang Jiaqiang, holding down the firearm in his hand with both hands.

Zhang Jiaqiang did not hesitate to release the fake gun in his hand, freed his hand and stabbed the guy hard in the eyeball.

"Ah, shit, fake gun, my eyes!"

This guy found the fake gun, but it was too late.

Amidst the huge screams, Zhang Jiaqiang stood up, raised his knees and pressed them into the guy's crotch.

Then he reached out and pulled out the dagger from the wall, turning around to face the fake doctor who just threw the dagger.

That guy was holding a watermelon knife more than two feet long and sneered sinisterly.

"Boy, dagger versus long knife, you're dead!"