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Chapter 369: 【368】Sixty Wastrel Counterattack 3 (Three updates)
Chapter 369: 【368】Sixty Wastrel Counterattack 3 (Three updates)
Long Gang might have led a mundane life if he hadn’t encountered that scumbag of a woman.
Or perhaps if his parents had given him even a little bit of help, he wouldn’t have been driven into the arms of that woman out of desperation.
Even more so, if he had shown just a bit of backbone and determination, Cao Lijuan would never have been able to target him as her fool.
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The moment she regained consciousness was precisely when he had finished saving the person and taken them to the hospital.
Due to it being winter and bitterly cold, he too was brought to the hospital by passersby.
This was a critical moment; he absolutely couldn’t stay here, especially since it was because the hospital kept him there initially that the woman found her opportunity. He had been unguarded at the time, and when she woke up and came to thank him, the life-saving benefactor, she casually asked for all his personal information. Foolishly, he told her everything, not realizing she already had her plan in motion then.
Having lived through it once, he absolutely could not get involved with Cao Lijuan again.
Upon inquiry, he learned that his clothes had been taken by a nurse, and he was currently wearing the thermal underwear of the old man from the next bed.
With the freezing weather outside, he couldn’t leave, but fortunately, his important belongings had been placed under the pillow, including some money. Using one yuan as a deposit, he borrowed the old man’s clothes, promising to return them the next morning.
With one yuan as security, the old man agreed. After all, his clothes were so worn that no one would covet them for their own.
However, the smell of the clothes almost made her vomit. Such were the downsides of transitioning from a woman to a man.
The clothes were a bit large, hanging loose on his body, which was characteristic of the era’s fashion.
He intended to leave and naturally couldn’t just skip out on the bill. Even as a Good Samaritan, the hospital was not obligated to cover his medical expenses. Fortunately, he only needed one bottle of fever medicine, which cost him two yuan (including his overnight stay). He took the receipt, retrieved his wet clothes from the nurse, and hurried out of the hospital without even daring to give his real name. By the time he returned home, it was midnight.
His family had locked the main door, and it wasn’t until he banged on it and woke them up that they casually asked where he had been running off to in the middle of the night.
They hadn’t even noticed what he was wearing or carrying—the indifference of such family members was truly disheartening.
While they weren’t glaringly horrible, sometimes neglect and emotional abuse could be the most dangerous kinds of poison.
He had nothing to say to them. With no emotional ties, how could there be expectations or concern?
So he went back to his room, letting his father rant outside for a while before storming into their room.
The next morning, he woke up early to do laundry. After hanging up the clothes, he didn’t even stop to eat but hurried to the town to return the borrowed clothes to the ward. He also bought the old man two buns, earning his approval and promptly getting his one yuan back.
He came in haste and left in haste, not daring to look into any other wards throughout the process because, according to the plot, that woman would come to thank him this morning and ensnare him in her trap.
Fortunately, she had woken up early this time, unlike in the previous life, where she had slept until the next day. It seemed like even the heavens were helping him.
After leaving the hospital, Long Gang looked at the mere three yuan and two taels of food stamps in his hand, finding it hard to believe that this was all he owned.
He earned fifteen yuan a month but had to contribute ten yuan to his household, leaving only five yuan for food, which was hardly enough.
Moreover, it was the year 1965. While being 20 was supposed to be the prime of his life, he was born in an era full of restrictions, making it difficult to discern whether it was a stroke of fortune or sorrow.
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