Siheyuan: Start with a Truck Driver

Chapter 1157 Sha Zhu Blackmail
Sha Zhu stood there, his eyes rolling around, with a sly look on his face. He cleared his throat and said slowly to the third uncle, "Third uncle, you can ask me to take Yan Jiecheng to the hospital, but you have to give me five dollars."

When the third uncle heard this, his eyes widened with an expression of disbelief: "Sha Zhu, what did you say? We are all residents of the same compound. It's just a piece of cake, and you actually want money? This is too unfair!" The third uncle was so angry that his beard trembled slightly. He never expected that Sha Zhu would make such a request at this time.

Sha Zhu shrugged nonchalantly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Uncle San, please don't say that. Have you forgotten the time when residents in the compound borrowed your bicycle? They had to pay for it every time? Why didn't you say that we are from the same compound and should help each other? In your case, money makes things easier. Now it's my turn. I'm doing you a big favor, so it's not too much to ask for some compensation, right?"

The uncle was speechless and blushed. He knew that what Sha Zhu said was true, but he was unwilling to pay the money.

Yan Jiecheng was lying on the ground, veins popping out on his forehead, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, the severe pain from his broken leg almost made him faint. He heard the conversation between Sha Zhu and the third uncle, and without caring about anything else, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Dad, stop dawdling, give me the money! It hurts so much!"

The third uncle was already feeling sorry for the five dollars, and when Yan Jiecheng yelled at him, he immediately flew into a rage. He walked quickly to Yan Jiecheng, pointed at his nose and yelled, "You spendthrift! You only know how to spend money. Do you know how long it takes to save five dollars? And now you're yelling that you want to give it away. How can you be so useless! You're the one who caused this today. If you hadn't insisted on picking up some clothes, this wouldn't have happened. Now you're yelling at me to pay. What sin did I commit in my previous life to give birth to a debt collector like you!"

The third uncle was so angry that he was shaking all over, and the wrinkles on his face were twisted together because of anger.

Yan Jiecheng was so frightened by the scolding from the Third Uncle that he dared not say a word and could only grit his teeth and endure the severe pain in his leg. He knew that if he spoke again at this time, it would only make the Third Uncle angrier.

Auntie watched from the side, feeling sorry for her son and thinking Uncle was scolding too much. She wiped the tears from her eyes, pulled Uncle's clothes, and gently advised: "Old man, please stop scolding the child. He is already like this now. It is important to send him to the hospital first. If he really becomes disabled, it will ruin his life."

The third uncle frowned and said helplessly: "I know that, but how can we have so much money? This idiot Zhu asked for five dollars right away. Isn't this asking for my life?"

Third Aunt sighed and turned to Sha Zhu. She pulled Sha Zhu's arm and begged, "Sha Zhu, we have been neighbors for many years, please have pity on this child. Look how much pain he is in, we can't just stand by and watch. Third Aunt knows you are a good person, please ask for less and help us this time."

Sha Zhu looked at the pleading eyes of the third aunt, and felt a little sorry for her. He scratched his head and said, "Third aunt, for your sake, fifty cents is enough. I'll just consider it as running an errand."

The third uncle was still a little dissatisfied when he heard this, but he couldn't say anything. He muttered, "Humph, fifty cents is still money, this idiot is really..." He reluctantly took out fifty cents from his pocket and handed it to idiot Zhu, his expression was as if a piece of his flesh had been cut off.

Well, tonight’s meal is settled.

Sha Zhu took the money and held it tightly in his hand. He couldn't help but smile slightly, and he was full of excitement, as if he had picked up a great bargain. He walked to Yan Jiecheng, squatted down, and pulled Yan Jiecheng onto his back. This pull was terrible. Yan Jiecheng's broken leg accidentally touched Sha Zhu's lower back, and a sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body.

"Ouch! Be gentle, Shazhu, you want to hurt me to death!" Yan Jiecheng sucked in pain, sweat rolled down his forehead like raindrops, his eyes were full of pain and anger, and he couldn't help cursing.

When Sha Zhu heard this, he suddenly got angry. He stopped, frowned, turned around and said to Yan Jiecheng viciously: "Hey! You're still scolding me? You ungrateful thing, believe it or not, I'm going to throw you here and let you crawl to the hospital by yourself." As he said this, he pretended to throw Yan Jiecheng to the ground.

Yan Jiecheng was immediately scared, he knew that Sha Zhu, this young man, could really do such a thing. He quickly hugged Sha Zhu's neck tightly, begging in a crying voice: "Sha Zhu, Brother Zhu, I was wrong, I shouldn't have scolded you. Please don't leave me here, my legs will be broken if I delay any longer, please." His eyes were full of fear and helplessness, no longer the arrogance he had just now.

The third aunt stamped her feet anxiously, and she shouted to Sha Zhu anxiously: "Sha Zhu, don't dawdle, hurry up, if you delay any longer, the child's legs will be in serious trouble." Sha Zhu knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer, so he adjusted his posture to let Yan Jiecheng lie on his back more steadily, and then ran to the hospital. Along the way, Yan Jiecheng groaned in pain, but he didn't dare to complain to Sha Zhu, and just held Sha Zhu's clothes tightly.

After finally arriving at the hospital, Sha Zhu placed Yan Jiecheng on the bed in the emergency room, panting with exhaustion. The three aunts and uncles quickly surrounded him and looked at the doctor anxiously. The uncle said to the doctor anxiously, "Doctor, please take a look at my son, his leg is broken, you have to save him."

The doctor said with a serious expression: "Don't worry, we need to do a detailed examination to determine the specific condition and treatment plan. You wait outside first, we will arrange it as soon as possible." After that, the doctor and the nurse began to conduct a preliminary examination on Yan Jiecheng and prepared to push him to the examination room. The third aunt and uncle watched Yan Jiecheng being pushed in with worried eyes, and could only wait anxiously outside for the examination results.

Time passed slowly in the anxious waiting, and every second seemed like a century to the uncle and aunt. Finally, the doctor came out of the examination room. The uncle and aunt immediately surrounded him, their eyes full of nervousness and expectation.

The doctor took off his mask and said solemnly, "The patient's leg injury is very serious, and the fracture is complicated. He needs to undergo surgery immediately. Your family members should pay the twenty yuan surgery fee first."

When the third uncle heard this, he felt a buzzing in his head and almost fainted on the spot. He widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief: "Twenty yuan? So much? This... This is going to kill me!" His body trembled slightly, and the scenes of how he had worked hard to save money over the years kept emerging in his mind. Every penny was hard-earned. Seeing this, the third aunt's heart "skipped". She knew her old man too well. He had been stingy all his life. Asking him to take out so much money was simply more painful than cutting his flesh. The third aunt hurriedly supported the third uncle, with tears in her eyes, and anxiously persuaded: "Old man, you can't just ignore Jie Cheng! He is the eldest son of our family and will inherit the Yan family business in the future. If his legs are disabled, what will happen to our family? Money can be earned again if it is lost, but if something happens to our son, we will regret it for the rest of our lives."

The third uncle frowned and said bitterly, "There is really no money at home. If we had money, we wouldn't have to borrow it yesterday. Where do you want me to get this twenty yuan?" As he spoke, he paced back and forth, anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

The third aunt's eyes lit up, and she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said to the third uncle: "Old man, let's borrow money from Jiefang! He is Jiecheng's biological brother, we can't just ignore him at this time."

When the third uncle heard this, he immediately perked up, with a calculating gleam in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Yes, how could I have forgotten about this guy. Ever since he started dating Xiao Dang, he has never paid living expenses to the family. This time we can take this opportunity to ask him for more money, which can not only help Jie Cheng get treatment, but also make him remember better."

As he spoke, a barely perceptible smile emerged on the third uncle's face, as if he had already seen the scene of Jiefang obediently handing over the money.

Just when the third uncle and aunt were discussing asking Yan Jiefang for money, the nurse came running over again and urged impatiently: "What's wrong with you family members? Haven't you paid the fee yet? The patient is still waiting for surgery, and we can't delay it any longer."

The third uncle was extremely anxious, and he quickly said to the third aunt, "You stay here to look after Jie Cheng, I will find a way right away." After that, he hurried to the hospital entrance, rode on the shabby bicycle, and sped towards the steel mill.

On the way, Uncle San was extremely anxious and pedaled his bicycle much faster than usual. When he arrived at the gate of the steel mill, he didn't even bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead and ran to the security room. He panted and said to the security officer, "Comrade, please call Yan Jiefang out for me. There is an emergency."

The security officer frowned and said seriously: "It's working hours now. We can't just call anyone. It will affect production."

When the third uncle heard this, he was so anxious that tears almost came out. He grabbed the security officer's arm and told him all about Yan Jiecheng's injury and the urgent need for money. After that, he begged: "Comrade, please be kind, this is a matter of life and death! I only have this one son. If the surgery is delayed because of lack of money, his life will be ruined!" His eyes were full of helplessness and anxiety, and he looked at the security officer eagerly, hoping that he would show leniency.

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The security officer looked at the anxious and pitiful look of the third uncle, his heart softened, he nodded and said: "Okay, you wait here for a while, I'll call you." After that, he turned around and walked quickly into the factory.

In the workshop, the roar of the machines was deafening, and Yan Jiefang was working attentively with his co-workers. His hands were covered with grease, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his work clothes were soaked with sweat. At this time, the security officer walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and shouted: "Yan Jiefang, your father is looking for you at the factory gate. He said there is something urgent."

When Yan Jiefang heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he felt very strange. He stopped what he was doing, looked at the security officer with a puzzled look on his face, and responded loudly: "My dad? Why did he come to see me? It's working hours, what's the emergency?" Then he wiped his hands and followed the security officer to the factory gate, wondering what happened all the way.

Yan Jiefang hurried to the factory gate and saw the anxious Third Uncle standing there. He hurriedly walked up to him and asked anxiously, "Dad, what's going on? Why are you calling me out so urgently?"

When the third uncle saw Yan Jiefang, his eyes suddenly turned red. He said in a tearful voice, "Jiefang, something bad has happened in our family! Your brother Jiecheng has a broken leg and is now lying in the hospital. The doctor said he needs to have surgery immediately and the medical fee is one hundred yuan."

When Yan Jiefang heard this, he was immediately shocked, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "What? Brother's leg is broken? This...how did this happen?" His heart skipped a beat. Although he and Yan Jiecheng often had conflicts and quarrels, he was his brother after all. He was very anxious when such a big thing happened.

But then, Yan Jiefang began to worry. He frowned and said with difficulty: "Dad, it's not that I don't want to help. If something happens to my brother, I must take care of it. But I really don't have that much money now. You know, my monthly salary is so little, and my daily expenses are also high. I need to take out a hundred yuan at once. Where can I get it?"

When the third uncle heard Yan Jiefang say that he had no money, he got angry. He widened his eyes and raised his voice and said, "Jiefang, you can't just ignore your brother! You have been working in this steel mill for a long time, and there are so many co-workers here. Can't you borrow some from them? We are all colleagues, and we see each other every day. If you say a few good words, you can get the money."

When Yan Jiefang heard that he was asked to borrow money from his coworkers, he shook his head like a rattle and said reluctantly, "Dad, what are you talking about? How can I borrow money from my coworkers? It's so embarrassing. Besides, it's not easy for everyone. If I ask for it, how can I live in the factory in the future?"

Seeing Yan Jiefang being so stubborn, the third uncle was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Yan Jiefang's nose and started to scold him: "You unfilial son! Your brother is lying in the hospital waiting for help, and you are here telling me that it's embarrassing and hard to be a human being. Are you still a member of the Yan family? If your brother becomes disabled because he has no money for surgery, can you feel at ease? Humph, I really raised you in vain, and you just watch your brother suffer, right?"

The third uncle cursed with spit flying everywhere, and Yan Jiefang felt wronged and helpless.
He thought about it and finally decided to borrow money. After all, Yan Jiecheng was his brother, and he couldn't bear to see Yan Jiecheng get into trouble.