"Uncle! Listen to the doctor and don't move! Look, the wound is bleeding again!"
"Where are you going with a broken leg? I've already called the People's Hospital. They'll be here to pick you up soon. Don't run!"
"I'm not going to the hospital! Let me go back first!"
The inner ward was in an uproar. Kong's father stubbornly wanted to leave, and Shen Feishang and Qiu Lingruo refused to let him go. During this time, there were complaints from the doctors. Three people could not suppress an injured person, and the ward was in chaos.
"Dad, how are you?" Kong Xiuyao quickly went in, followed by his mother.
Kong's father sitting on the edge of the bed. The left side of his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were so smeared with blood that he couldn't open them. There were various degrees of abrasions on his arms, and red blood mixed with pale yellow tissue fluid that flowed down his arms to the yellowed sheets.
The most serious injury was his right leg. His calf bone was slightly fractured, and his foot was swollen like a steamed bun. It was obvious that he had suffered a fracture. Although he was in a sorry state, looking at his energetic spirit, it was probably just a superficial wound.
The gauze in the doctor's hand was still stained with blood. Shen Feishang and Qiu Lingruo looked anxious. When they saw Kong Xiuyao, their expressions relaxed.
"Xiuyao!" When Father Kong saw his son, he immediately quietened down. He stretched out his hands, wanting to pull his son back. "Xiuyao! Go home quickly. The bankbook is in the cabinet. Send all the money to your uncle!"
"Don't be anxious. What happened to Uncle?" Kong Xiuyao patiently comforted his father and took the bandage from the doctor. He asked as he wrapped it.
Mr. Kong's emotions calmed down a lot. He sat down obediently and let Kong Xiuyao clean his wound. "Your uncle was scammed in the capital! He's in the hospital now and doesn't even have anyone to take care of him. Moreover, he urgently needs money!"
Hearing his words, Mrs. Kong asked curiously, "Doesn't Little Ke care about Big Brother?"
The Little Ke she was talking about was her uncle's son, Kong Xiuyao's cousin. He was 10 years older than Kong Xiuyao and had dropped out of school to work in the capital with his father.
Due to the age difference, Kong Xiuyao was not very familiar with Kong Ke. At most, he would nod at him when they met.
It was fine if he didn't mention Kong Ke, but when he did, Father Kong became even more anxious. "You still don't know about that child. He runs the fastest when there's something good. Whenever there's something wrong at home, he shrinks to the side. Even Big Brother doesn't know where he went!"
The more he spoke, the more he felt that something was amiss. He struggled to stand up. "Big Brother doesn't even have anyone to take care of him in the capital. I'm going to the capital."
The older generation was like this. They were worried about everything and had to do everything themselves. When Kong's father was young, he was taken care of by his elder brother. He had been grateful for this kindness for his entire life. Even if he lost a leg, he would still jump to the capital.
Seeing this, the others hurriedly wanted to stop Father Kong, but they were afraid of touching his wound. In the end, it was Kong Xiuyao who had the skill to directly press down on Father Kong's shoulders and push him back.
"Dad, you'll only cause trouble for Uncle if you go like this. How about this? I'll go in your place."
When Mr. Kong heard this, his expression relaxed slightly. However, on second thought, he realized that Wonda had previously said that his son was the person in charge of Quanhe Development. If he left his post not long after taking office, he might lose his job.
He said dejectedly, "Forget it. Your work is more important. Let your mother go to the capital."
Kong Xiuyao knew what he was worried about and had long thought of an explanation. "The company asked me to go to the headquarters for a meeting. It's on the way. Don't worry."
"Your company is so good?" Kong Xiuyao's father grabbed Kong Xiuyao's hand happily. "Hurry up and go back to prepare. Your uncle can't wait. Mother, go back and help clean up."
Of course, Qiu Lingruo had to follow Kong Xiuyao closely. She hurriedly stopped Mrs. Kong and said, "Auntie, you don't have to go. I'll go to the capital with Xiuyao. I'll help you pack your things. Someone from the People's Hospital will come to pick Uncle up later. Don't worry about the medical fees. We'll settle everything."
She was obedient and considerate. After making the arrangements, Mrs. Kong was so touched that tears welled up in her eyes. She did not want to let go of their hands.
Kong Xiuyao knew that his father was anxious, so he decided to set off immediately. He gave Shen Feishang a few simple instructions and entrusted his parents to him. Then, he followed Qiu Lingruo home and packed his documents. He brought two changes of clothes and took a ride to the city.
It took three days and two nights to get from the Quan River to the capital by train. In order to save time, Kong Xiuyao decided to be extravagant and fly there.
However, when he arrived at the airport, he realized that the flight to the capital cost 2,000 yuan! In this era where the salary was a few hundred yuan a month, it was equivalent to half a year of living expenses for an ordinary family!
Kong Xiuyao had tens of thousands of yuan in his bankbook, but that was his parents' life savings and money for his uncle's life. He did not want to touch it.
After Qiu Lingruo left Pingxu Village, she was like a bird in the forest, freely circling around Kong Xiuyao.
She followed Kong Xiuyao and left the ticket office. Seeing that Kong Xiuyao was frowning, she instantly understood his difficulties and took out her small phone.
Immediately after, a pleasant ringtone sounded in the ticket hall. She handed her phone to Kong Xiuyao with both hands like an imperial edict.
"Master, Eldest Senior Brother is on the phone!"
Kong Xiuyao looked at the phone and then at the extremely solicitous Qiu Lingruo. He had already guessed her intentions.
He picked up the phone. Before Wang Jianglin could speak, Kong Xiuyao said, "Forget about the private plane. Civil aviation is pretty good."
Wang Jianglin choked and said in disbelief, "Master, how did you know that I arranged a private plane?"
"If I don't know about your little tricks, I would have become a master for nothing."
"This…" Wang Jianglin didn't know what to say.
He knew Kong Xiuyao's temper well. He had always been a man of his word. If he spoke too much, it might make his master unhappy, so he could not persuade him anymore.
As for the reason why Kong Xiuyao suddenly wanted to go to the capital, he did not dare to ask directly. He thought that he would look for Qiu Lingruo after hanging up the phone. After all, he had arranged for his little junior sister to be by Kong Xiuyao's side to grasp his master's movements.
"Since you don't like it, I won't force you. There are many of our fellow disciples in the capital who are looking forward to seeing you as soon as possible." Wang Jianglin said excitedly, "If you need anything, please tell us. I will do anything for you!"
"Alright, alright." Kong Xiuyao listened to these mushy words. "I understand. I'll hang up first."
He cut the call decisively and left the ticket hall.
Qiu Ling followed behind him like a little tail and asked in confusion, "Master, where are you going? Aren't you taking Senior Brother's private plane?"
"I want to take a commercial flight. I still lack some money. There are still three hours before the scheduled closure. I'll take this opportunity to earn some money," Kong Xiuyao said slowly. His relaxed tone made it sound like he was going out to pick up money, not earning money.
How much money could they make in just three hours?