Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

After all, Ji Shulang was young and in good health, so he went home after staying in the hospital for five days. He went for a check-up on the bone healing a week later, and everything was good. He could even switch to a lighter splint.

In the treatment room, as the thick plaster was removed, Ji Shulang felt so refreshed that his scalp tingled and he couldn't help but exclaim "Wow".

My arms, which hadn't breathed fresh air for half a month, finally got a brief relaxation.

Ji Shumiao and Qin Yun accompanied him today. They were afraid of disturbing the doctors and nurses, so they stood in the corner waiting.

"Doctor! Doctor, please save our eldest brother!"

The noise created by the thick dialect accent was like a thunderclap, and a man with a colorful cockscomb and a blue sunflower head came in impatiently, helping a red Saiyan to sit down nearby.

The brother and sister both recognized the blue-haired guy from his hairstyle as the one who was in the same group with the purple-haired guy that night. They exchanged glances but said nothing.

The red Saiyan lowered his head, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, splashing water on the tiles, and blood flowers soon burst out next to the water - his right hand was covered in blood, and his thumb was wrapped in layers of soaked toilet paper.

The doctor handed Ji Shulang to the nurse and hurried forward to check the red Saiyan's hand: "What happened?"

The red Saiyan was sweating profusely: "The factory... was smashed by a machine."

Judging from his accent, this Saiyan is from Henan.

"Your thumb is comminuted. I've stopped the bleeding for you. Go get an X-ray and we'll decide on the surgery plan." The doctor frowned. "You have employee medical insurance, right?"

"No." Luo Kai shuddered and swallowed his saliva, "Just intercept it for me."

"Nonsense!" the doctor said angrily, picking up his registration form and taking a look at it. "Luo Kai, right? Only nineteen years old! You are so young, do you know how important your right thumb is?!"

Ji Shumiao suddenly lost his composure. His surname was Luo, he was nineteen years old, from Henan, and was about to lose his right thumb!

Could this person be...

"How important can it be?" Luo Kai grinned, revealing a mouthful of uneven teeth, "I can't even use it when playing the show dance."

"If we cut you off, you will be a grade 6 disabled person!" The doctor was furious. "You got hurt in the factory. It's a work-related injury. Your boss should be held responsible!"

It's useless. He doesn't even have a labor contract with the factory. If he offends the boss, he has plenty of ways to make himself pay for it.

"Isn't it normal to break one's arms and legs for money?" Luo Kai's lips turned pale with pain, and he trembled as he said, "I... I have difficulties..."

The doctor sighed: "Think about it carefully..."

"I've thought it through." Luo Kai lowered his head, a drop of water rolled down from his eyes and hit the floor.

Ji Shulang coughed lightly: "Mom, I want to drink sour plum soup."

"I'll get it for you from the car." Qin Yun said as he walked out.

Their movements attracted the attention of the blue sunflower, which looked at them in horror.

Ji Shulang looked at his sister and tilted his head in the direction of the colorful hairs - meaning: Go ahead, attacking Ji Miaomiao.

"Uncle doctor, they are my friends, I'll talk to them." Ji Shumiao smiled sweetly and innocently at the doctor.

"That's great, you should try to persuade him."

After the doctor finished speaking, he was called away by other colleagues, and the nurse who had fixed the splint on Ji Shulang also followed him out.

“You you you…you you guys!”

The only one who recognized them, Blue Hair, looked at Ji Shumiao who was walking towards them with a smile, and stepped back repeatedly.

Ji Shumiao laughed with a very evil smile: "I, I, I, I...what's wrong with me?"

Lanmao said in panic: "Chief, Chief, they are the ones who broke Wang Rui's arm that night."

"Broken?" Ji Shumiao was pleasantly surprised and said with a smile, "It's a good break."

Ji Shulang frowned and instantly realized that Li Wubin had acted on his own initiative.

Ji Shumiao: "If you ask me, it wouldn't be too much to chop off both of his hands."

When he thought of the man kicking Lang Ge fiercely, Ji Shumiao wanted to cut the man into pieces, or poke a few holes in him and hang him upside down to slowly drain his blood.

"You...you are so young and...quite a pretty little girl, how can you be so vicious." The colorful cockscomb-haired girl couldn't stop trembling in her calves.

Ji Shumiao ignored him and stretched out his hand to pick up a triangle formed by a bunch of red hair. Luo Kai raised his face in pain: "What are you going to do?"

The smell from this mouth made Ji Shumiao retreat and asked in disgust, "How long have you not brushed your teeth?"

Luo Kai blushed. It’s been almost...almost half a month...

Ji Shumiao was certain that this person was Mr. Luo, Luo Xingyun, Zhou Hui's mortal enemy in his previous life. The two had fought in public, which became a topic of gossip in the business world.

The name can be changed, and rotten teeth can be replaced with porcelain teeth, but the eyebrows and eyes will not change much, especially the mole in the eyebrow that Luo Xingyun is proud of.

Ji Shumiao put his hands behind his back and said, "I'll pay for your medical expenses, and you'll be a bonded laborer for me for ten years, how about that?"

"She has bad intentions!" Lanmao said angrily, "Boss, don't trust her! She has bad intentions and might ask you to do something illegal!"

Ji Shumiao snapped his fingers and said, "I won't let you break the law. You'll sign a labor contract, have five insurances and one housing fund, and be provided with food and accommodation. Your monthly salary is 2,500 yuan, and it can be increased to 3,000 yuan if you perform well. How do you think?"

The salary is higher than Zhou Hui’s, so don’t be ungrateful.

Her words are very similar to those of the unscrupulous agents in unscrupulous factories.

"Not very good." Luo Kai refused with a cold face.

No pie will fall from the sky, only traps will fall.

"Yes! Not good!" The colorful cockscomb said loudly, "Our chief was injured because of you!"

Ji Shumiao felt puzzled: "What does it have to do with me?"

Lanmao added: "If you hadn't broken Guhun's leg, the tribe leader wouldn't have taken him back to his hometown for treatment, and he wouldn't have worked overtime day and night because of the delay in work hours, and he wouldn't have accidentally let the machine break his finger."

Ji Shumiao sneered: "So according to what you said, if you didn't get into Tsinghua University, do you have to blame your parents for not getting married at the right time?"

"I don't need your charity." Luo Kai stiffened his neck and said, "You rich but unkind people are all the same."

Ji Shumiao has lost his patience: "Alms? You really think highly of yourself. I'll ask you one last time, do you want your finger?"

Luo Kai looked down at his hand, which had stopped bleeding, and said, "No, I want my dignity more than my fingers."

Ji Shumiao laughed loudly and applauded his immature speech: "Good, good, your dignity. How can poor people have dignity?"

"You guys are really funny." Ji Shumiao laughed mockingly, "You're willing to cut off your limbs for money, but you're not willing to give up your nonexistent dignity for the sake of money and limbs."

“The poor have no dignity.”

Ji Shumiao left this sentence and left with Brother Lang.