Jiang Zhentao was full of confidence at the moment. This move could fundamentally solve the problem. As long as Li Siwen ran out of money, how could he still pay for the surgery?
"Fight with me?" Jiang Zhentao smiled like an old fox. He first went to the third floor and ordered a puff. When he learned that Zhou Wenjing had moved to the fourth floor, he deliberately chatted with the hospitalized patients for a few words, and then walked to the fourth floor.
The reason for doing this is simple. He wanted to let the patients who had seen him and Li Siwen gamble before know that he was here, and he wanted these people to witness Li Siwen's tragic situation today with their own eyes.
That's right, he wanted to humiliate Li Siwen to his heart's content, in front of Zhou Wenjing.
Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Zhentao left, people started talking about the bet between Li Siwen and Jiang Zhentao on the third floor. Especially when the fat man whose hair had been cut by Li Siwen learned about it, he became even more excited and spread the news throughout the corridor.
At this time, Jiang Zhentao had already arrived on the fourth floor. There were only four wards on the fourth floor, three four-person rooms and one two-person room.
The corridor was very quiet. There were only two patients chatting quietly at the window. At the entrance of the corridor, there was a nurse duty room. There were nurses in it 24 hours a day. After all, those who lived on the fourth floor were basically tens of thousands of households or government leaders.
It is very normal to have a full-time nurse.
Jiang Zhentao walked to Ward 401 and knocked on the door. After knocking twice, the door was opened by Zhou Wenjing.
"Brother Jiang, why are you here?" Zhou Wenjing was obviously stunned for a moment. Her first reaction was that she didn't forget to go to work, right? But today is Sunday!
"Are you not allowed to see Xiaoni?" Jiang Zhentao said and walked directly into the ward. Zhou Wenjing was stunned. She wanted to say something but couldn't. She could only watch Jiang Zhentao enter the room.
"Hey, this room is quite big. I should have changed it to a ward like this a long time ago." Jiang Zhentao showed a sneer expression: "What? Did your good-for-nothing husband find out about it?"
Hearing this, Zhou Wenjing felt very uncomfortable. She figured it out. Today was the 25th. Jiang Zhentao came to Li Siwen to fulfill his bet. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Is Xiaoni feeling better recently?" Jiang Zhentao looked at Li Xiaoni.
"Yeah." Li Xiaoni nodded.
"You have to listen to mom." Jiang Zhentao said, taking out his wallet from his arms, taking out two hundred yuan and putting it on the bed: "These two hundred yuan will buy Xiaoni delicious food."
"Brother Jiang, I still owe you five hundred yuan and haven't paid it back. How can I ask for your money?" Zhou Wenjing quickly went to grab the money on the bed and wanted to pay it back.
But as soon as she stretched out her hand, she was caught by Jiang Zhentao: "This is money for Xiaoni, you can't refuse, besides, what's the point of spending a little money on my brother? If it weren't for your good-for-nothing husband a month ago, I would have
I've already paid for Xiaoni's surgery, so you and I don't want to see each other outside."
Jiang Zhentao pulled Zhou Wenjing, not to mention how warm his tone was, but at this moment, Mr. Song, who was sitting on the chair, coughed twice with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes raised.
This sound frightened Jiang Zhentao to let go of his hand, and a layer of frost formed on his face. This feeling of being interrupted made him very unhappy.
He took a careful look at Mr. Song and found that he looked unfamiliar. He was probably not a high-ranking official or business tycoon. After all, Caozhou was a big place and he knew all the people in the upper class.
Thinking of this, he said in a strange tone: "Wen Jing, do you want to stay here with me at night?"
"Ah, yes, I have been here all this time." Zhou Wenjing said, taking the opportunity to pick up the money: "Brother Jiang, take this money."
"Don't be polite to me. With the money you have, you'd better buy a bed. After all, it's not safe for you to live here as a woman. That loser Li Siwen doesn't know how to care about you, but I understand."
After Jiang Zhentao said this, Zhou Wenjing's expression immediately froze. These words were obviously meant for Mr. Song!
She didn't dare to think too much and said quickly: "Brother Jiang, you misunderstood. I have been sleeping in the corridor. Let's go outside to talk."
After she finished speaking, she walked out first. Seeing this, Jiang Zhentao could only follow her out.
The two left. Mr. Song slowly exhaled, put down the newspaper in his hand, and gently rubbed his temples.
The old man was not angry. This kind of sarcasm would not hurt him, but he couldn't help but sigh at this young man's behavior.
"Xiao Ni, let me see, this man is not as good as your bad uncle." Mr. Song looked at Li Xiaoni with a kind smile.
"My uncle is not bad." Li Xiaoni pouted her mouth like a peach.
"You told grandpa that he always beats mom!" Mr. Song pretended not to understand.
"I haven't finished telling my story to my grandpa yet. My uncle used to be bad, but later he stopped being bad. He even told me that he would get better." Li Xiaoni explained in a broken voice, and she couldn't pronounce some words clearly.
.
"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet. Then you can tell grandpa again." Mr. Song laughed.
In the corridor.
Zhou Wenjing did not dare to complain about Jiang Zhentao. After all, she was her leader and she owed money to others. She could only say tactfully: "You didn't come here today just to see Xiaoni, right?"
"Not only Xiaoni, but also your good-for-nothing husband." Jiang Zhentao gritted his teeth in hatred when he thought of Li Siwen.
"Brother Jiang, for my sake, can you be more polite? He was not good before, but now he is definitely not the trash you call him." Zhou Wenjing was embarrassed to retort in the ward, but when she got to the corridor, she held back her words.
The words came out.
"Wen Jing, you haven't started to believe him, have you? I know he paid some medical bills for you and transferred wards, but do you know where he got the money? He has already sold the house." Jiang Zhentao.
Thinking that Zhou Wenjing didn’t know this, she continued to mischief: “If he sold the house just to treat Xiaoni’s illness, he would get my admiration, but he has set up a ham sausage processing factory without doing his job. Do you think that based on his head?
, have you made any money?”
Zhou Wenjing bit her lips. If she had heard these words before, she would have been extremely disappointed, but now she would not.
"I know all these things, and I also believe him." After Zhou Wenjing finished speaking, she looked at Jiang Zhentao pleadingly: "Brother Jiang, can you please give him some time? Just don't embarrass him. I know what you came here for today.
Bet."
Hearing what Zhou Wenjing said, Jiang Zhentao felt even more unhappy and said coldly: "I'll give him time, does Xiaoni have time to wait? Besides, there were so many people watching the last bet. If I forget it, others will definitely say bad things about me behind my back.
"
He paused for a few seconds, seemed to have thought of something, and added: "Not only can I not forget it, but I also want to find someone to witness this moment. I can guarantee that a waste like him will not come, and he will definitely let you
disappointment."
After he finished speaking, he took out the mobile phone in his bag and called Lu Shuhang.
At the same time, Li Siwen was still glaring at the bicycle on the road, because the bicycle was relatively worn out and would fall off the chain when it encountered potholes.
This is not terrible. What is terrible is that he does not know that there is someone waiting for him at the door of the hospital.