On the way back, remembering he forgot to buy toothpaste last night, Wan Yunting asked the taxi driver to stop on the street opposite Southern Hospital. He planned to cross over to the small supermarket opposite to buy toothpaste.
Suddenly, a red Ferrari sports car roared past with a deafening roar...
On the pedestrian crossing, an old man in a Tang suit was walking leisurely. The sports car couldn't slow down or brake in time, and was about to hit the old man...
In a flash, Wan Yunting shot forward like a nimble leopard, grabbed the old man, and quickly rolled towards the roadside, shielding the old man's head with his hands. He narrowly missed the car's front wheel; if he had been a moment slower, his leg would have been crushed by the wheel.
Screech...
The Ferrari sports car braked sharply, its tires leaving a long skid mark, causing onlookers to gasp in amazement...
"Old sir, are you alright?"
Wan Yunting helped the old man stand up and checked if he was injured.
"I'm fine, I'm fine..."
Jiang Yichun was still shaken, his old face pale. Fortunately, he was saved by this young man, otherwise, his old life would have ended here.
The sports car door opened, and a tall woman wearing a pink t-shirt, denim shorts, and with frog-shaped sunglasses perched on her head emerged. She had a heart-shaped face, large eyes, a delicate nose, and plump lips. She was beautiful, clearly a rich young lady.
"Hey, old man!"
As expected, the woman's words confirmed her upbringing. With a look of utter lack of manners, she saw Wan Yunting helping the old man up and snorted, "It's good you're not dead."
"How can you speak like that?"
Jiang Yichun, having recovered his senses, was so angered by her words that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. "You brat, you almost hit me while driving, and not only did you not apologize, you even cursed me to die."
"Pah."
Wang Mengyao felt no guilt for her actions and arrogantly retorted, "It's your fault for walking too slowly. I was driving at a normal speed. It's a miracle I didn't kill you."
"You, you..."
Jiang Yichun trembled with anger, his face flushing and paling.
"This is a pedestrian crossing. You should slow down."
Seeing the ill-mannered and unreasonable woman, Wan Yunting couldn't help but say something.
"Who are you?"
Wang Mengyao turned and glared at Wan Yunting, "Do you have any right to speak here? Do I need you to teach me how to drive?"
Wan Yunting frowned and pointed to Jiang Yichun beside him, "You should apologize to the elder!"
"Apologize?"
Wang Mengyao's large eyes widened, and she haughtily said, "In my life, Wang Mengyao has never apologized to anyone. Besides, I didn't hit him, so why should I apologize?"
"Young man."
Jiang Yichun pulled Wan Yunting and said, shaking his head, "I don't need an apology from this ill-mannered girl. Let's go..."
"Who are you calling ill-mannered?"
Wang Mengyao, still unrepentant, retorted furiously, "You old geezer are the one who's ill-mannered! Serves you right that you can't afford a car and walk on the road, obstructing our driving."
"Oh, how can you speak like that?"
"Exactly, is there something wrong with us walking?"
"Damn, driving a sports car makes you special? People like this should call the police and have them handle it..."
Wang Mengyao's words, however, angered the surrounding pedestrians, who began to curse her.
"Go ahead, call the police if you dare..."
But Wang Mengyao became even more arrogant, pointing at the pedestrians and shouting back.
"What kind of people are these..."
Jiang Yichun shook his head and sighed. Wan Yunting was also speechless. Looking at this arrogant, rude, and overbearing woman, he was reminded of his second brother's mother-in-law, Zheng Peihui!
"You wretched scoundrel, you dead old man, don't let me encounter you next time, or I'll run you over directly!"
Finally, Wang Mengyao cursed at Wan Yunting and Jiang Yichun before turning and getting into the sports car, roaring away.
"These girls nowadays are really spoiled."
Jiang Yichun sighed, not wanting to say more. He turned to Wan Yunting with a smile, "Young man, thank you. Otherwise, my old bones would have been crushed on this road."
Wan Yunting waved his hand with a smile. Jiang Yichun took out his elderly mobile phone, "Please leave me your phone number. I'll thank you properly later..."
"No need, old sir. If fate allows, we'll meet again."
He had offered his help out of kindness, not for reward.
Watching Wan Yunting quickly walk away, Jiang Yichun shook his head and chuckled, "This young man is extraordinary..."
After buying the toothpaste, Wan Yunting returned to the hospital. As soon as he entered the main building, he saw He Tianxiang with his son He Jianyi coming out. He saw the bandage on his son's right hand, guessing he would need a few days to recover.
"Rapist, I'll kill you..."
Upon seeing Wan Yunting, He Jianyi's face contorted with ferocity, and he lunged forward wildly. Fortunately, He Tianxiang held him back, "Stop, you can't beat him."
"Dad, look at my hand..."
"Let's go back first."
He Tianxiang reprimanded.
He Jianyi glared in anger and gritted his teeth at Wan Yunting, "Kid, you just wait!"
He Tianxiang sighed helplessly and then turned to Wan Yunting, saying, "Please take good care of Mr. Kang's mother for our hospital. We'll talk later."
Wan Yunting rubbed his nose and watched He Tianxiang leave, knowing he meant to settle the score later.
He didn't care. He was only staying at the hospital temporarily and wasn't bothered by being fired.
If his eldest sister asked, he would tell the truth, and he believed she wouldn't blame him too much.
After all, Wan Manyu didn't even know that Zhang Jianlin had arranged for his third brother to work as a cleaner in the hospital!
He went upstairs to visit the old lady. By six in the evening, after taking the second dose of the medicinal soup, the old lady was invigorated, and her condition had greatly improved.
The next afternoon, after confirming the old lady had recovered, Kang Hongwen personally came to pick up his mother from the hospital.
"Little Wan, come to my company."
Kang Hongwen went downstairs with Wan Yunting. Seeing the richest man trying to recruit him, he smiled and said, "Thank you for the recognition, Mr. Kang, but I have my own plans."
Kang Hongwen was a little surprised that he would refuse, but he seemed to understand from Wan Yunting's eyes that he was a man with goals!
"Alright, but I owe you a favor. If you ever need anything, feel free to come to me," Kang Hongwen said with a smile.
Wan Yunting nodded with a smile, then Kang Hongwen took a bank card from Secretary Lin and handed it to him, "Don't refuse. It's one million, a small token of my appreciation. You need money now."
Wan Yunting didn't stand on ceremony and accepted the bank card, "Thank you, Mr. Kang."
This was considered his first payment for consultation after being released from prison, but compared to the favor Kang Hongwen owed him, this money was insignificant.
After seeing Kang Hongwen off, Wan Yunting returned to his dormitory and thought for a long time, carefully planning his next steps...
In the car, Lin Gaofeng was holding the itinerary and asked, "Mr. Kang, the chairman of Wang Group has invited you to his daughter's birthday party. Will you be attending?"
Kang Hongwen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is Wan Yunting's second brother the live-in son-in-law of the Wang family?"
"Yes."
"Then you go in my place."
Kang Hongwen waved his hand, not thinking much of a third-rate company like Wang Group.
Lin Gaofeng nodded and continued to report on other matters...
At six in the afternoon.
Wan Yunting in his dormitory suddenly sat up in bed, realizing he had overslept.
Just then, his phone rang. It was his second brother, Wan Dongming, "Third brother, are you at the hospital? I'm here to pick you up for the party."
"Second brother, please wait a moment. I'm coming out now."
Wan Yunting answered, tidied himself up, and then went out.
"Third brother, don't you have any other clothes?"
Seeing Wan Yunting come out, Wan Dongming went to greet him. Seeing his old, worn-out clothes, Wan Dongming slapped his forehead, "I forgot. It's my fault, second brother. Come on, I'll take you to buy some clothes..."
Without giving Wan Yunting a chance to refuse, he pulled him into the car and drove straight to a large shopping mall.
After buying two branded suits for him, Wan Dongming nodded with satisfaction and said generously to the sales assistant, "Take these two. I'll pay."