On a hospital bed on the third floor of Beicang District People's Hospital, Zhang Qingliang was full of confusion, not understanding why his eldest nephew was smiling so happily.
"No, my leg is broken, why are you smiling so happily?"
Tan Jincheng just smiled.
Zhang Qingliang asked several times, but he didn't answer.
Even the others in the ward thought this young man might have a serious problem.
A relative's leg was broken in a car accident, and he was still smiling so happily?
Zhang Qingliang gave up after failing to get an explanation.
Although his nephew kept smiling and was very happy, he could tell it wasn't a malicious smile, but genuine happiness.
Could it be that he wasn't seriously injured, which is why Tan Jincheng was so happy? That would make sense.
What's meant to happen always happens.
Zhang Qingliang seemed destined for some misfortune.
While buying materials at a renovation market store, he unluckily encountered a female driver who mistakenly pressed the accelerator, running over his foot.
How could he argue with that?
Fortunately, the problem wasn't serious.
The female driver and the store owner were both very responsible and quickly sent him to the People's Hospital.
Before the surgery, Zhang Qingliang asked a nurse to call his nephew, which led to the previous scene.
How could Tan Jincheng not be happy?
They say it takes a hundred days to recover from a muscle or bone injury.
Now that Zhang Qingliang was lying in the hospital bed, he wouldn't suffer the same fate of an early death as in his previous life, would he?
The shadow lingering in Tan Jincheng's heart had finally lifted.
Breaking a leg is better than losing one's life, and it can be considered averting a greater disaster.
He hoped his uncle would get better and better in the future.
"Uncle, you can rest assured and recover. I'll contact the hospital for you. The renovation is fine; I'll send someone to keep an eye on it."
"The doctor said it's not a big problem. You can be discharged in a few days and recover at home. You don't need to spend extra money."
"It won't cost much. Besides, didn't that girl say she would take responsibility? What are you worried about? I'll call Auntie over to take care of you. For now, I'll hire a nursing aide."
With that, Tan Jincheng didn't wait for Zhang Qingliang to reply, and walked out of the ward by himself to make arrangements.
Even if you don't want to stay, you have to.
I won't be at ease unless you stay in the hospital until the end of the month.
I'll also arrange a full body check-up for you.
Just lie there and rest, hehe.
Flashride Motors was flourishing, about to achieve self-sufficiency and balance its income and expenses.
The Flashride commercial, utilizing the influence of Super Girl, also promoted Beicang's reputation to a certain extent.
It was no exaggeration to say that Tan Jincheng was a recent celebrity in the district.
If Tan Jincheng hadn't been unwilling to promote himself, the district newspapers would have already featured him.
A 20-year-old entrepreneur, starting from scratch in Beicang; which newspaper wouldn't be happy to promote such positive energy?
After a few phone calls, the head of orthopedics from the People's Hospital personally came over, startling the girl who caused the accident.
Tan Jincheng saw the girl's concern and said with a smile,
"Don't worry, I won't extort you. Just follow whatever the traffic police decide. Having the director come over is just to put my mind at ease a little."
"Oh, okay. You can rest assured too, I will definitely bear the responsibility that is mine."
Honestly, today had frightened Zhou Wei quite a bit.
It was her compensatory day off, and she was helping her family buy some building materials.
She accidentally pressed the accelerator at the entrance, but luckily the uncle stepped back, otherwise, something serious would have happened.
After this uncle's nephew arrived, he didn't speak, just kept smiling, which was a bit creepy; the tall, strong guy next to him called him 'boss,' and he was dressed like a rich person.
After he went out for a while, the head of orthopedics personally came over.
He certainly didn't look like an ordinary person.
How could anyone not be nervous?
It's fine, it's fine.
I hope what he said is true.
Just handle everything according to the rules, and I'll never drive again, it's too scary!
The nursing aide wouldn't arrive until tomorrow, so Tan Jincheng simply stayed at the hospital in the afternoon.
According to Tan Jincheng's request, it was best to recover in the hospital as much as possible.
After all, his uncle was only in his thirties, and it was better to avoid leaving any sequelae.
Zhang Qingliang probably felt a bit embarrassed, not only delaying the project but also needing his nephew's care:
"I don't have anything much to do now. If you're busy, you can go to your company first."
"It's fine, it'll be good once the nursing aide arrives tomorrow. I've also notified Auntie; she should arrive tomorrow evening."
"The project schedule is fine. I just need to tell Peng Ya. I only have a few pieces of furniture left there; I can take care of that myself."
Tan Jincheng's house was almost renovated, with only a few pieces of furniture left.
If formaldehyde from furniture wasn't a concern, he could move in next month.
Tan Jincheng always felt that the extent of harm from formaldehyde in paints was somewhat exaggerated.
If it were really that outrageous, how could renovation workers like his uncle still be alive? More than 80% of renovation workers nowadays don't wear any protection, and he hadn't seen them develop significant health problems.
Instead, formaldehyde from furniture was harder to pinpoint, especially with some beds, cabinets, and similar items.
In the afternoon, Zhang Qingliang was probably quite shaken, coupled with the fatigue after the surgery, so he fell into a deep sleep after lunch.
Tan Jincheng didn't have to do much; he wasn't really good at looking after people.
Although he eventually separated from his ex-wife in his previous life, she had taken very good care of him when they were together, meticulously arranging everything related to their food, clothing, housing, and transportation.
Their time from dating to marriage and having children was quite sweet.
Before meeting his ex-wife, Tan Jincheng had always been busy making money and doing business.
He was someone who didn't care much about quality of life and wasn't very good at taking care of himself.
His parents gave Tan Jincheng a lot of freedom, but living far away for a long time with few friends also made Tan Jincheng somewhat lacking in love and unaware of how to cherish himself.
It was his ex-wife who changed him.
The reason for their later divorce and separation wasn't due to emotional problems, but rather the helplessness of life and a divergence in their views on their future careers.
Neither party remarried after the divorce, and the child went to his ex-wife.
Occasionally, the two would meet up.
If Tan Jincheng had insisted on increasing investment as he had planned, and happened to coincide with the three-year special period, he might really have lost everything.
Therefore, Tan Jincheng had no complaints about the divorce; instead, he felt somewhat fortunate.
Otherwise, all his half-lifetime of effort would have been for nothing, and he would have dragged his family into suffering with him.
By then, his child would be grown, his parents old, and he himself would be deep in debt, which would have been the most painful.
Modern society emphasizes living for oneself, but how many people can truly achieve that?
As for this life, should he look for his ex-wife?
Tan Jincheng thought it was better not to.
Deliberate searching would only bring unnecessary trouble to both parties.
Without him, she could live very well with her abilities and family background.
Furthermore, it avoided the societal judgment of being divorced with a child.
Let everything take its natural course.
What's more, his ex-wife was born in 1991, a post-90s generation.
If he were to look for her now, her parents would surely kill him.
Involuntarily, Tan Jincheng thought of Gu Qingqing again.
These were two completely different types of girls, yet both shared some similar qualities.
Both from single-child families, Gu Qingqing's family background was slightly better, but his ex-wife's family background was not bad either.
In terms of personality, both were quite assertive but not unreasonable.
His ex-wife was 165 cm tall, and Gu Qingqing was 168 cm, both belonging to the tall and slender type.
As for other aspects, they couldn't be compared for now.
"It seems that no matter when, at least my aesthetic preferences haven't changed."
The next morning, the nursing aide that the hospital's nursing station helped find arrived.
So Tan Jincheng hurriedly got up to interview them.
Tan Jincheng couldn't really tell good from bad with this sort of thing; it was simply about settling the wages.
Besides, the director himself had come yesterday, so the nursing station, with any sense, wouldn't try to cheat him.
Anyway, Auntie would be arriving in the afternoon, so he'd let her decide if the nursing aide was suitable or not.
Yesterday, Sun Yuming had already gone to Zhang Qingliang's residence to retrieve some daily necessities, and Tan Jincheng had also prepaid the medical expenses.
Everything he could think of for the moment had been considered.
As for the traffic police, he would let Sun Yuming follow up.
The cause of the accident was very clear: the motor vehicle was fully responsible, and the compensation amount would be determined accordingly.
Tan Jincheng wouldn't need to make decisions after Auntie arrived.
"Alright then, Uncle, I'm going to the company now. Call me if anything comes up. Auntie will be here this afternoon, and I'll go pick her up then."
"Mm, you go. Don't let my affairs delay yours. I'm fine here."
"Then you can recover in peace. Don't worry, I've asked the doctors, and they'll do their best to ensure you don't suffer any lasting sequelae. If you do end up limping, there's no need to worry; you can come work as a doorman at my company, and I'll pay you 5,000 a month."
"You jinx, what nonsense are you spouting? Besides, where are there doormen making 5,000 a month?"
"Others certainly don't, but you will if you come, haha."
"Oh right, what did you tell the family? Your mom called last night asking about it."
"I didn't say much. My mom also called me, and I just said there was a minor accident, but I didn't have time to take care of it, so I asked Auntie to come and look after him."
"That's better. I was afraid you'd make it sound too serious and cause a huge commotion at home."
"I wouldn't do that, I'm not that thoughtless. But you and Auntie will be spending Mid-Autumn Festival here. Should I send someone to pick up Wenzuo during the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday?"
Hearing this, Zhang Qingliang seemed moved.
In the past, he didn't have the means when he was in the Northeast.
This year, he was doing well at home and could see his son occasionally, but he was suddenly transferred to Beicang and hadn't seen his son for half a year now, and he really missed him a bit.
"Is that possible? Will it be too much trouble?"
"What's the trouble? How about this: Mid-Autumn Festival is only a one-day holiday, which isn't enough time. The National Day holiday is longer. I'll send someone to pick him up then. He can stay with you for a few more days and also see a bit of the world."
"Alright, when Auntie gets here, I'll discuss it with her. Also, I'm planning to have Auntie manage the construction site in my place. What do you think?"
"Whatever you decide is fine by me. I've already spoken with Peng Ya, and he's not in a hurry. The rest of the home renovation can be handled by my dad. Auntie can also stay here for the latter half of the year."
"Okay, I'll call your dad then and ask about the situation."
(End of Chapter)
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