"Are you in there, Mr. Morgan?" Wang Shunan leaned against the window and shouted into the inner room, "I am Wang Shunan."
Before he finished speaking, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the back room.
Dong Qiangqiang felt the floor shake and shake, as if a road roller was smoothing the road surface. He couldn't help but take half a step back, and at the same time reminded Wang Shunan in a low voice: "Be careful."
A few seconds later, a tall black figure blocked the door of the back room. Dong Qiangqiang felt a strong smell of body odor coming like a strong wind, and the smell filled the entire room in an instant.
Dong Qiangqiang was immediately so smoked that it became difficult to breathe, but he saw a black shadow slowly walking out of the door.
I saw that he was about the same height as Dong Qiangqiang, with broad shoulders and a thick back. He looked like a huge black bear.
His pale face was covered with large and small age spots, a big aquiline nose, and two thick gray eyebrows hidden in the long hair scattered in front of his forehead. Dong Qiangqiang saw a pair of cloudy eyes looking through the gaps in the hair. Keep an eye on yourself.
His long gray hair has reached past his shoulders. Perhaps because he has not washed his hair for many years, the hair has been stuck together one by one. It seems to be similar to the dreadlocks that were popular among young people in Germany at that time.
He did not wear neat and hygienic nursing home uniforms like other elderly people. On the contrary, his navy blue clothes had dry wrinkles visible to the naked eye, and these wrinkles were as rough as the weathered tree trunks in the forest, and like the bark of the tree. Like being covered with moss, the surface of his clothes was also covered with a layer of dark green stuff. Due to the dim light, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't tell what those colors were.
Just as Dong Qiangqiang was observing carefully, the old man suddenly shouted and took a step forward.
Dong Qiangqiang was suddenly startled, thinking that the other party had the same mental problems as the crazy uncle yesterday, so he immediately put on a defensive posture, and at the same time nervously considered what to do if the other party attacked Wang Shunan.
But the old man did not take any further radical action. Instead, he leaned down to pick up the brown paper bag that fell from Dong Qiangqiang's hand, and then carefully put the paper bag into his arms and put it away as if he had picked up a treasure.
At this time, Wang Shunan said with a smile: "Mr. Morgan, why did you cover the windows with newspapers? This way there will be no sunlight in the room, which is not conducive to your recovery, and the hospital's code of conduct for nursing staff has clearly prohibited it. This is done. I need to rip them all off."
"I hate the sun, they... are too bright." The old man staggered around the dirty clothes on the floor and walked to the sofa. "If I don't put the newspaper on it, I will be woken up by the morning light, and they... make it impossible for me to sleep. good."
"Then I'll go back and talk to the courtyard and change you to a pair of thick dark curtains so that the light transmittance is low and you can sleep well in the morning. Do you think this is okay?"
Before she could finish speaking, the old man pointed at Dong Qiangqiang and asked angrily: "Then who is he?"
"He is..." Wang Shunan responded quickly, "my assistant."
"Assistant?" The old man stared at Dong Qiangqiang suspiciously, raised his eyebrows, twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked sharply, "Why did he steal my things?"
"Your things just fell out of the cabinet. Look, the cabinet door is broken. He picked it up for you." Wang Shunan pointed to the short cabinet as he said, "He wanted to hand over the things to you. Your."
Following her fingers, the old man saw a cabinet door hanging on a low cabinet. The cabinet door was shaky, as if the old man could knock it down by stamping his feet.
"No, he is a thief." The old man muttered vaguely, "You tell him to leave my room immediately."
"Mr. Morgan, he is really not a thief." Wang Shunan boldly took two steps forward, rubbed his arms and continued to explain.
"I don't want this person to stay in my room. I can tell at a glance that he wants to steal something." The old man stared at Dong Qiangqiang warily, as if Dong Qiangqiang would come over at any time to snatch the property in his hand, "Or you let him Let’s go, or you can go together.”
Seeing the old man's insistence, Wang Shunan winked at Dong Qiangqiang and signaled him to leave the room first.
Seeing that Wang Shunan and the other party were able to talk to each other, Dong Qiangqiang breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed his clenched fists.
Dong Qiangqiang was not bothered by the fact that the other party mistook him for a thief and insisted on driving him out of the room. In fact, being able to leave this garbage dump-like place quickly was what he wished for.
As soon as he stepped outside the door, he heard the old man behind him shouting: "He is the thief." Then the door of the room slammed shut from the inside.
Dong Qiangqiang smiled bitterly and shook his head: The people in this nursing home are not normal, but Wang Shunan is not surprised. It seems that he has a lot of experience.
Standing by the window in the corridor, Dong Qiangqiang breathed in the fresh air, feeling like he had just traveled back from another world. Just then, a pleasant ringtone came from his cell phone.
"Are you in a nursing home now?" Tong Lele asked calmly.
"Yeah. Is something wrong?"
"The tax bureau just called me and said they can't accept our tax payment application yet."
"Can't accept it?" Dong Qiangqiang was puzzled, "Did you tell me why?"
"As I said, the procedures are incomplete," Tong Lele said angrily, "The tax bureau only received our tax payment applications."
Dong Qiangqiang understood immediately after hearing this: "Lei Lanting didn't pay?"
"Can you give him a call?" Tong Lele hesitated for two seconds and explained, "I have someone waiting (for money)."
"I know," Dong Qiangqiang said knowingly, "I'll call him now."
But no one answered Lei Lanting's phone after ringing for five minutes, and Dong Qiangqiang could only leave him a message on his voicemail, urging him to submit the application as soon as possible. Also tell him that if he doesn't submit the application, no one will be able to complete the tax return.
Dong Qiangqiang called Tong Lele back to explain the situation. Tong Lele sighed helplessly: "This guy is always off the hook, and he can't make people feel at ease every time."
While the two were talking, Dong Qiangqiang heard Wang Shunan's voice from behind him: "Hey, come here and help me."
"Lele, the foreman called me. I'll tell you later when Lei Lanting has a message." Dong Qiangqiang said and hung up the phone.
Seeing Dong Qiangqiang approaching, Wang Shunan asked doubtfully: "What did you call me just now?"
"Nothing," Dong Qiangqiang took a deep breath, "I asked my roommate to buy me a mask. What should we do next?"
As soon as he entered the room, Dong Qiangqiang immediately smelled a pungent stench coming from the direction of the bed, and rushed into his nasal cavity, choking him and immediately shed tears.
He couldn't help covering his mouth and nose, frowning and asked Wang Shunan: "What does this smell like? Are there any dead mice?"
"Hurry up and clean up." The old man sat on the sofa in the corner with his legs crossed, pointing at the quilt on the bed with a proud expression, "This is your punishment for stealing."
Wang Shunan pointed to the bed and said in a positive tone: "He must have been pulled on the bed again. Look under the bed."
"What?" Dong Qiangqiang opened his eyes in disbelief and turned to look at the bed. Sure enough, some unknown brown liquid was slowly flowing out from under the bed, and a large area of the carpet in the center of the room had been soaked.
"Don't be stunned, hurry up." Wang Shunan skillfully picked out a set of clean sheets from the cleaning truck and prepared them, then rolled up his sleeves and went straight to the bed.
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