Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 243 - 243 240 Consolation Money (Three Updates)

Chapter 243: Chapter 240: Consolation Money (Three Updates) Chapter 243: Chapter 240: Consolation Money (Three Updates) Jiang Fengwei is brave?

Jiang Yan felt as if he had just heard a joke. Moreover, about rescuing valuables and saving people… where did he get the courage to do such a thing?

“Officer, does, does my elder brother’s action count as a sacrifice for the public good?”

After Jiang Yan had fully understood the situation, Jiang Lausan impatiently spoke up from the side.

Sacrifice?

The man isn’t even dead yet.

Jiang Yan turned his head to look over, his lips curling into a mocking smile, “What? You think a sacrifice for the public good entitles one to a pension?”

Jiang Sanshu choked, feeling extremely embarrassed as his nephew exposed the truth in front of two police officers.

Although the reality was exactly as Jiang Yan described, he had indeed come for the pension money.

Originally, the Jiang Family had received the call before Jiang Yan did, but they claimed that since Jiang Fengwei had a son, they should notify his son first in any case.

They thought that Jiang Fengwei must have caused trouble in prison, and it would bring no benefits to come, not to mention they would have to pay to clean up his mess, so none of them were willing to come.

Later, when the prison guards saw Jiang Fengwei was truly in a critical condition and Jiang Yan couldn’t arrive immediately from Beijing, they called the Jiang Family again, revealing a bit and saying that the injury was sustained in the line of public duty, and the state would manage the aftermath. Still, as immediate family, they hoped someone could come for a last visit.

Jiang Lausan hesitated a long time before finally rushing over, but only he came; the old Jiang couple and Jiang Lao’er did not.

However, after arriving, once Jiang Lausan heard there would be a pension for the parents after Jiang Fengwei died, he immediately phoned the old Jiang woman, and now those three were on their way here.

“How can you speak like that, Jiang Yan? I was just inquiring if your dad’s crimes would be absolved if he died for the public good. My question is for your own good, after all, you are studying at Beijing University now. If you have a chance to take the civil service exam in the future…”

“Then please don’t trouble yourself, Sanshu,” Jiang Yan cut off Jiang Lausan, speaking indifferently, “Sanshu shouldn’t forget, my affairs have nothing to do with the Jiang Family.”

The way the two spoke was hardly like that of normal uncle and nephew, leaving the two prison guards facing each other, wondering what on earth was going on with the Jiang Family.

Jiang Yan stood outside the intensive care unit, looking in through the glass.

Jiang Fengwei lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes tightly closed, an oxygen mask on his face. His once large frame now looked thin and shriveled, almost withered. His black hair had turned white—when had this man, only in his forties, aged into a person past fifty?

At that moment, Jiang Yan caught a glimpse of Jiang Fengwei as he had looked the year before he died in his previous life; but then, he indeed had been past fifty. Apart from his white hair, his condition was good; he was whiter and fatter than before.

Every time he saw him, he would chatter on about how he didn’t inherit his intelligence, couldn’t get into a good university, and lacked a business mind, merely making a meager living through manual labor. How could he then properly take care of his grandparents…

He really wanted to leave this place. He didn’t care one bit whether Jiang Fengwei lived or died.

But Jiang Yan knew he couldn’t go. After Jiang Fengwei stopped breathing for good, he would have to sign on his death certificate.

“Eldest brother, my son…”

A sudden wail shattered the quiet of the intensive care unit’s corridor, prompting a young nurse to hurry over and scold, “This is a hospital, please don’t raise your voice. If you need to cry, go outside!”

Jiang Lao Tai’s wailing abruptly stopped, the sound halting at her throat, unable to emerge or retreat, stifling her until her old face coughed several times before settling down.

Her face was a mess of tears and snot.

Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Jiang Lao Er took quite a while to fish out a crumpled tissue from his pocket. But Jiang Lao Tai didn’t accept it, pulling out a blue-and-white striped towel from her own pocket instead.

“This… My son is gone, so you won’t even let me cry?”

Jiang Lao Tai felt extremely aggrieved, as she quickly wiped her face and nose clean, then looked up hesitantly at the two prison guards whose expressions were slightly embarrassed.

At that moment, Jiang Lausan hurriedly whispered in her ear, “Eldest brother is still here…”

“Still around? Not dead yet?”

Jiang Lao San squeezed his eyes hard, “No…”

Under Jiang Lao San’s string of suggestive movements, Madam Jiang finally relented and turned to look toward the intensive care unit.

Leaning against the wall beside the glass window, Jiang Yan, with a backpack slung over his shoulders and arms folded across his chest, looked on at the scene with detached amusement.

What a loving mother, weeping even before her son’s death, truly moving heaven and earth with her grief!

Jiang Yan turned his head to look at the man inside the glass window, Jiang Fengwei. If you could see this, would you still think all those years of sacrifice, including the loss of your wife and children, was worth it?

“Xiaoyan? Xiaoyan, when did you come back? Come here, let Grandma have a look… I haven’t seen my grandson in half a year, Grandma almost died missing you…”

Jiang Yan turned and walked away. Hearing the warder call out “Hey” behind him, he didn’t turn back but left a message, “Notify me when he’s gasping his last breath!”

With that remark, the entire corridor fell silent.

…

Jiang Yan didn’t return to the faculty housing at Normal University. Too lazy to tidy up in the middle of the night, he simply found a hotel outside the hospital to stay overnight.

According to the warder, Jiang Fengwei probably wouldn’t survive the night.

He pondered that after eating dinner and sleeping for a few hours, he would go sign the paperwork and then come back to sleep some more.

As for the consolation money, since the Jiang family wanted it, let them have it.

He didn’t care for it anyway.

After dinner, he lay in bed and talked on the phone with Mu Jiawen for half an hour before drifting off to sleep in a daze.

By the time Jiang Yan woke up, it was already bright daylight outside.

He blinked in confusion for a couple of seconds before remembering where he was, and reached over to grab his phone from the bedside table.

Indeed, there were two missed calls— they were from the warder who had reached out to him before.

So…

Jiang Fengwei was dead?

Jiang Yan returned the call to the warder. Before he could even speak, he heard the young warder happily saying on the phone, “It’s alright now, your father woke up, the doctor said he’s out of the critical period, and there’s no more danger to his life. Oh, right, your father wants to see you. Where are you now? Can you come over?”

Jiang Yan: …

So the Jiang family wouldn’t be getting the consolation money they wanted?

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yan quickly got dressed and left the room.

Jiang Fengwei must have been in great physical condition―yesterday he was still competing with the Grim Reaper, and now, having passed through the critical period, he had been moved to the regular ward.

However, due to his special status, he was in a private room.

When Jiang Yan arrived outside the ward, one of the two warders had been replaced. The one who had not been replaced was the young warder who had communicated with Jiang Yan.

“I didn’t get to tell you yesterday; your father actually saved me. If he hadn’t pulled me out of the way, that steel pipe would have gone through my body,” he said.

After saying this, the warder suddenly stood at attention and saluted Jiang Yan!

Jiang Yan looked at him in stunned silence for a long while, unable to snap back to reality.