Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

It was too late today, so the brother and sister decided to confess to their family tomorrow morning.

Brother Lang was half lying on the bed, and he patted the bed with his uninjured left hand: "Come on, little liar. Let's get our story straight. How did I get injured?"

Ji Shumiao looked up at the ceiling and began to make up a story: "I almost fell down the stairs, and Brother Lang helped me up, but he lost his balance and fell down, hitting his arm on the steps."

"Very good." If his hands weren't inconvenient, Ji Shulang would have applauded her. "Then what about the time and place?"

"Tonight..." Ji Shumiao thought for a moment, "There's a barbecue restaurant next to the West Street Night Market. There were oil stains on the ground, and I almost fell because I stepped on them."

Ji Shulang exclaimed in amazement: "It's really perfect, but there is one big problem."

"What?" Ji Shumiao was puzzled.

Ji Shulang pinched her cheek with one hand: "Before you lie, you will unconsciously blink quickly. Everyone in the family knows this habit of yours."

"Ah?!" The expression on Ji Shumiao's face fell.

Brother Lang said before that the whole family could tell whether she was lying or not. Ji Shumiao thought of hundreds of reasons, but she didn't expect it to be so outrageous.

If Ji Shulang was not afraid that his cousin would know the real reason for his injury and make his injury worse, he would not be willing to tell Ji Shumiao the reason.

Ji Shumiao didn't understand: "Don't normal people blink? Are you kidding?"

Lang Ge explained: "Your normal blinking is different from the blinking before lying. It's faster and a little harder."

Ji Shumiao's mouth twitched: "Your love for me is a little perverted, it makes me feel suffocated."

"Tsk, hurry up and practice!" Brother Lang said dissatisfiedly, "Otherwise, what if my cousin comes back and finds out the truth and gives me a good beating?"

It is really difficult to fight against physiological habits. Ji Shumiao practiced all night without sleeping, and Ji Shulang couldn't sleep all night because his hands hurt.

Ji Shiqian and Qin Yun rushed back the next day after receiving the news. I don’t know if they could tell that they were lying, but the couple looked at each other, ignored the brother and sister, and turned to consult an orthopedic specialist.

Ji Shulang is staying in the best hospital in Hebei Province, consulting with the best team of orthopedic experts in the province, and eating nutritious meals carefully prepared by Qin Yun.

On the other side, the Purple Lonely Soul was lying on the bare wooden sofa in the small clinic. Because the anesthetic had worn off again, his face was as pale as paper due to the pain. His two arms were only splinted and simply fixed.

His eye-catching purple hair had long been tangled and messy. He was only fourteen years old, and without the hair and cheap trendy makeup to cover his face, he still looked round and childish.

She begged the doctor at the clinic: "Doctor, please give him another injection of anesthesia! He can't stand the pain..."

The doctor in the clinic who was reading a newspaper rolled his eyes upwards and looked at him over his thick-bottomed glasses: "I told you, his hand is broken and deformed, he needs to go to the hospital for surgery. What's the point of just giving him a painkiller injection? You've been staying here for a whole day! How much of my business has been affected!"

Dressed in green, Luyuhehen (green kiss mark) smiled and said, "Doctor, please be kind, as soon as my eldest brother collects enough money, we will go to the hospital right away."

"Do you have any money left?" the doctor asked coldly.

After the last injection of anesthetic, they had emptied their pockets of all the money.

Several people looked at each other, and finally pursed their lips and lowered their heads. Behind them, there was a man who was groaning in pain.

The doctor looked at this group of strange-looking young people and sighed deeply: "I will give him another injection for free, but you must take him away. I don't care where you go, but don't stay here."

"Thank you, doctor. Thank you, doctor!" Several people with afros of different colors kept bowing to express their gratitude.

The lonely purple soul murmured: "The clan leader will definitely save me, he is so powerful... " (The clan leader will definitely save me, he is so powerful...)

Red Naihe Bridge is the most powerful person he has ever met. He is the patriarch of the Trend Family and manages a group of more than a thousand people in the Trend Family.

Qiao stayed in the Internet cafe for a whole day and a night. He sent messages for help over and over again in the family QQ group and smoked one cheapest loose cigarette after another.

Some people rode motorcycles across the city overnight to bring him money; some people brought him their freshly received wages before they even warmed up; others brought him a month's living expenses...

Seeing Orange Twilight whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Qiao felt that the five hundred yuan in his hand was very hot, even hotter than a lit cigarette butt pressed in the palm of his hand.

"How could the eldest princess of the Chaoshi family fall to such a state?" (How could the eldest princess of the Chaoshi family fall to such a state?)

She had only been married for half a year, but her long orange hair, which represented her status and dignity, was gone. Only a small section of dry and frizzy hair remained, which looked like the lowest quality artificial fur.

Cheng Zhui Mu Guang was not having a good life, and it was reflected not only in her hair, but also in her haggard and dull skin, and the bruises on her eye sockets.

"You gave me all the money. How are you going to explain it when you get home?" Luo Kai asked.

Xu Chen smiled bitterly: "Just say it's lost. Anyway, he can't hit me now."

She pressed her slightly protruding belly, and Luo Kai hurriedly put out the cigarette in his hand: "You're already pregnant, so don't come to this kind of place."

Xu Chen waved his hands nonchalantly, "Their family doesn't care about this child, so why should I care? I didn't agree with you taking the Purple Lonely Soul into the family. He was stubborn and arrogant, but you refused to listen and said he looked like you when you were young. Now you are reaping the fruits of your labor, aren't you?"

"What can I do?" Luo Kai raised his head and sighed, "The higher the family status, the greater the responsibility. I can't just ignore him."

Xu Chen lowered his eyes: "However, people can't play role-playing games forever."

Xu Chen left after he finished speaking.

Can't? Luo Kai didn't know.

But if it weren't for this role-playing game, he would have fallen from the roof of the factory dormitory and turned into a puddle of mud.

"Master - that guy called again -"

When Qiao picked up the phone, Lan Yang told him that they were kicked out of the clinic and were now in Cai's rental house.

"I know, I'll be right over." (I know, I'll be right over.)

Qiao hung up the phone and counted the money in his hand again.

It seems like a lot, but it is actually just change of five, ten, and twenty yuan, which adds up to less than eight thousand yuan.

In a family group of more than a thousand people, less than one-tenth of them are active.

It’s far from enough to pay for the surgery, but it should be... enough to go to the countryside and find a barefoot doctor to pinch the bones together.

After discussing with everyone at the rental house, Qiao decided to take the purple lonely soul back to his hometown in Henan to seek treatment from an old Chinese doctor.

They left the next day on the earliest and cheapest bus.