Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

When everyone heard Wang Dabao say that the treatment would cost so much, they were dumbfounded.

"Brother Dabao, you...how much did you say?"

Yi Zhonghai was frightened by the amount of money and asked nervously.

Wang Dabao's eyelids drooped and he sighed, "Old Yi, this is a mental illness, it's not as simple as you think. I've encountered similar situations in the army before, and I estimate that conservative treatment will cost three hundred yuan."

"How can I afford to pay for this?"

Liu Haizhong slapped his thigh, and beads of sweat fell from his forehead in anxiety, "Wang Dabao, is what you said true?"

"Liu Haizhong, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Dabao saw that Liu Haizhong doubted him and thought that the treatment fee seemed to be too low. He glared at him and said, "Didn't you hear me say that this is conservative treatment? If the child's mental state is unstable in the future and he needs to be hospitalized, these two or three hundred yuan will not be enough."

"After all, this money is not for me. Even if you pay two or three thousand, it has nothing to do with me."

Immediately, Wang Dabao turned his head and looked at Yi Zhonghai: "Old Yi, since Liu Haizhong doesn't believe what I said, I think it's better to report this matter to the police. When Jie Kuang is hospitalized, Liu Haizhong will pay for the expenses, so that I won't be disliked for telling the truth."

When Yi Zhonghai heard that they were going to report to the police again, his face froze and his heart started beating wildly again.

What the hell is going on? This is so scary.

"Brother Dabao, Lao Liu definitely doesn't doubt your intentions, you can rest assured."

Yi Zhonghai glared at Liu Haizhong, a bit disappointed with him, "Why are you still standing there? Go home and get money to treat your child."

Liu Haizhong was so anxious that his hands were shaking: "I really don't have 300 yuan at home."

"Liu Haizhong, what are you talking about? You only earn over 70 yuan a month, and I asked you to take 300 yuan to treat your child. Who would believe you if you said you had no money?"

When Xu Damao saw Liu Haizhong crying poor, he immediately quit. He stretched his arm over Sha Zhu's shoulder, pointed at Liu Haizhong and cursed him. It looked like he wanted to compensate him, Xu Damao, with the money.

"You old dog, I think you just don't want to pay compensation, and want to drag everyone to the police station, right? If that happens, no one will have an easy life. Do you think this compound can accommodate you, Liu Haizhong?"

Xu Damao's main idea is that I cannot be the only one to pay the compensation. You, Liu Haizhong, have to come up with the money even if you have to sell everything you have and your son.

"Xu Damao, you bastard, how can you talk like that? I don't want to pay, but I have a big family to support, how can I possibly save that much money?"

Liu Haizhong was anxious and angry, and regretted not slapping Xu Damao a few more times. If he had hit him to the point where he couldn't speak, he wouldn't have made things difficult for himself.

While wiping his sweat, Liu Haizhong saw Sha Zhu who was happily watching the fun on the side, and he became even angrier. "You got the compensation, and now you start to laugh at me?"

With a thought in his mind, Liu Haizhong looked at Sha Zhu with a bitter look on his face: "Zhu Zi, how about you lend the 100 yuan that Xu Damao compensated you to the second uncle?"

The silly Zhujuhua-like smile immediately disappeared, revealing a bitter face: "Second Uncle, it's not that I don't want to lend it to you, you can see my arm, I can't go to work in the short term, if I lend you this money, then Yushui and I won't be able to survive."

"Zhu Zi, don't forget that you were also involved in this fight. If I can't afford the compensation, we will all have to go to the police station."

Liu Haizhong frowned, feeling that his words were very authoritative, and began to threaten Sha Zhu.

In fact, Liu Haizhong said this to Yi Zhonghai.

He is not a fool. He would never report to the police. If the factory knew about it, he might be demoted.

But he didn't want to pay such a large sum of money, so what else could he do? He had to drag everyone into it.

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, then realized that the flesh on his face was starting to become filaments. He was about to roll up his sleeves to start fighting Liu Haizhong, but when he touched the gauze and plaster on his arm, his arrogance immediately subsided.

It’s okay if you can’t do it yourself, you still have Yi Zhonghai.

Sha Zhu immediately turned around and complained to Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle, how could he do this? This is just being a scoundrel!"

"Old Liu, if you really want to report to the police, go now. No one will stop you."

Yi Zhonghai was also angry now. It turned out that he was the only one who was afraid to report to the police. Others kept talking about it, which scared him to death. So he might as well give up. He just didn't believe that Liu Haizhong would dare to go.

Just as Xu Damao said, apart from the victim Yan Bugui, anyone else who dared to report to the police would have aroused public anger and stood against everyone's interests.

Jia Dongxu swallowed his saliva and took two steps back, feeling lucky that he did not participate in the fight, otherwise he would have been covered in the stench.

Liu Haizhong was stunned. He didn't expect that he was outwitted by Yi Zhonghai.

His original intention was to threaten those involved in the fight to share the money with him, but he ended up not only failing to catch the fox but also getting himself into trouble.

"But I really can't come up with so much money. This is going to cost me my life."

Liu Haizhong was so anxious that his hands were shaking. Finally, he imitated Jia Zhang and sat down on the ground.

Seeing Liu Haizhong throwing a tantrum on the ground, Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he really wanted to kick him twice. This guy was always thinking about getting him down, so how could he be qualified to sit in the position of a big boss?!

No matter how angry you are, you still have to deal with the problem at hand.

"How about this, Liu Haizhong, you take 220 yuan, and we'll help you make up the remaining 80 yuan."

"Well... okay, it's all for the children."

Liu Haizhong also knew that things had come to this point and he had to pay, but he could pay eighty less, so the meal was worth it.

At Yi Zhonghai's urging, Liu Haizhong twisted his big butt and went home to ask his wife for money.

"Oh, no, I mean, how come everyone has to chip in money for him?" Sha Zhu was unwilling to pay Liu Haizhong a penny, "Why should his responsibility be pushed onto us?"

Jia Dongxu also came up and said, "That's right, Master. What Zhuzi said makes sense. Why should we raise money for Liu Haizhong?"

"For the unity and honor of the compound, and for the sake of being able to treat Yan Jiekuang, this is enough."

Yi Zhonghai didn't want to talk to anyone now. He just wanted to solve this matter immediately and go home to have a good sleep. "Zhu Zi, you pay ten dollars, Dong Xu, you pay five dollars."

"what?"

Jia Dongxu was dumbfounded. He was just feeling lucky that he didn't participate in the fight, but five dollars was gone in the blink of an eye?

"Ah for what!"

Yi Zhonghai glared at him and said, "The benchwork assessment will be held at the end of the month. I have a bottle of good wine. I'll help you out then."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Master."

When Jia Dongxu heard about the assessment, he felt that the money was worth paying. He dreamed of being promoted to the third level.

This time, Yi Zhonghai's instructions were ignored and Jia Dongxu hurried home to ask Jia Zhang for money.

Sha Zhu reluctantly took out ten dollars and handed it to Yi Zhonghai.

Xu Damao had just compensated Sha Zhu with a hundred yuan, and he was unwilling to take another hundred yuan. Yi Zhonghai fought back and forth, and his lips were almost worn out, before he got three yuan from the father and son of the Xu family.

Finally, he took out twenty-eight and a half yuan from his pocket and added it to Liu Haizhong's money. All in all, he came to two hundred and sixty-six yuan and fifty cents.

Later, under Wang Dabao's persuasion, Yan Bugui wiped away the tears of heartache for his son and reluctantly accepted the compensation!