20 years of living in a nursing home, 40 years of detours are avoided

Old Mr. He, hearing the silence behind him and no one offering a witty retort, turned back with a glare.

Don't underestimate it.

The old man still held some sway in this place.

With Mr. He's glare, the other elderly folks behind him chimed in agreement.

"Yes, yes, Little Jiang, we all believe you don't have any hidden ailments."

"Little Jiang definitely doesn't have any hidden ailments. Oh, right, Little Jiang, I have a WeChat contact for a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor. Should I recommend him to you?"

"Little Jiang, come have dinner. Once you're better, I'll introduce my granddaughter to you."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Oh, oh, I misspoke. Little Jiang, I'll introduce my granddaughter to you next year."

"You old man are so hypocritical. Why not introduce your granddaughter to Little Jiang this year?!"

"Are you stupid? Little Jiang still needs time to recover!"

"… …"

Live broadcast comments:

[Hahahaha! I'm dying of laughter! Brother Yuan's expression is priceless, like he's eaten a pile of dung!]

[Brothers, spread the word, Brother Yuan not only has a hidden ailment, but he's also eaten dung!]

[The old folks are saying Brother Yuan doesn't have a hidden ailment, but actually, it seems like no one believes it, hahahaha!!]

[… …]

Listening to these voices, Jiang Yuan glared fiercely at Mr. He.

Mr. He's expression also stiffened.

He couldn't help but glare at his old friends.

It's fine if you don't believe it!

But all of you are so old!

How can you have so little tact? How can you make your disbelief so obvious!

… …

Mr. He's eyes darted around.

He saw the wheelchair being pushed by the caregiver, rushed over in a few steps, grabbed the wheelchair and ran behind Jiang Yuan.

The old man ran to Jiang Yuan's side, his old face smiling like a chrysanthemum.

"Little Jiang, please sit!"

Despite being full of anger, the other person was, after all, an elderly man, and Jiang Yuan couldn't be completely disrespectful.

With a cold snort, he sat down in the wheelchair.

Mr. He personally pushed Jiang Yuan to the dining table and even acted like a lackey to help Jiang Yuan get food.

Finally, he even held a spoon, preparing to feed Jiang Yuan.

Looking at the food already being brought to his mouth, Jiang Yuan's lips twitched. With a dark face, he took the spoon.

Usually, the caregiver fed him because the caregiver was a beautiful woman.

Which man wouldn't enjoy being served by a beauty?

But being treated so attentively by an old geezer, Jiang Yuan glanced at Mr. He's ingratiating expression and couldn't help but shudder.

Ew ~

It was frightening to look at!

Seeing Jiang Yuan eating on his own.

Mr. He even applauded enthusiastically on the side: "Wow! Grandpa Jiang is really amazing. Grandpa Jiang, who pays for being unable to care for himself, can actually hold a spoon and eat on his own!"

"See, Grandpa Jiang is eating on his own. From now on, whoever dares to say that our Grandpa Jiang has a hidden ailment will be going against me, Old He!"

Jiang Yuan, who was eating: "… …"

Even Jiang Yuan, with his thick skin, felt an unprecedented sense of awkwardness for the first time.

The spoon with food was held right next to his mouth. He couldn't decide whether to eat or not.

Live broadcast comments:

[Dying of laughter, this old man is preventing others from mentioning the hidden ailment, but he himself is talking about it so happily, completely disregarding Brother Yuan's feelings.]

[When Brother Yuan was about to eat on his own, his limbs were stiff. He's a young man full of vigor, what's with an old man feeding him!]

[An adult man being praised for being so amazing for eating on his own by an old man, tsk, if I were in his shoes, I'd be creeped out…]

[For the first time, I'm not so envious of Brother Yuan's laid-back life in the nursing home. Meeting Mr. He is the biggest failure in Brother Yuan's laid-back life!]

[What Jiang Yuan heard: Jiang Yuan has a hidden ailment, Jiang Yuan has a hidden ailment, Jiang Yuan has a hidden ailment! Important things said three times!]

[I'm going to die laughing in the comments. Brothers, this hidden ailment thing is never going to end, is it, hahahaha!!!]

[… …]

Because of Mr. He, this good roommate, constantly caring for him, Jiang Yuan's meal was more torturous than ever before.

After finishing the meal.

When the caregiver pushed him away, stiff all over, he received a pocketful of small notes just from the distance of exiting the restaurant.

Jiang Yuan sighed as he opened the small notes.

They were full of…

[Secret ancestral recipe: Specializes in treating infertility.]

[Hidden ailments aren't scary, ten-year experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor, specializes in treating male infertility…]

The newest novels are first published on 69shu.com!

[Old Chinese medicine doctor XX, contact information: xxxx…]

[Contact information: xxxx…]

[… …]

After reading a series of small notes, Jiang Yuan was completely numb.

Every small note had the contact information of a doctor.

And these doctors had a common point, specializing in treating infertility!

These old men and women all agreed so readily on the surface, believing that he had no problems.

But in private…

In private!

What were they doing?

Why were they giving him these kinds of small notes?!

Jiang Yuan, clutching these small notes, gritted his teeth and faced the camera crew: "I, Jiang Yuan!"

"Really don't have any hidden ailments!"

Live broadcast comments:

[Yes, yes, you don't have a hidden ailment, Brother Yuan. I also have an uncle who specializes in treating infertility. I'll send you the contact information later.]

[Seriously, these old folks are pretty nice. They think Brother Yuan is sick and are seriously finding doctors for him.]

[Guess, if their infertility was really cured, why would they still be living in a nursing home now?]

[You're so excellent!]

[… …]

Jiang Yuan, holding a full embrace of small notes, leaned on the wheelchair with a lifeless expression, letting the caregiver push him to the square to bask in the sun.

He saw Mr. He walking towards him, picking his teeth.

Jiang Yuan instantly perked up, patting the armrest of the wheelchair, anxiously saying: "Quick, change my direction. I don't want to see that old man again!"

"Okay, Grandpa Jiang!"

The caregiver quickly changed the direction of the wheelchair and then jogged away, pushing Jiang Yuan's wheelchair and quickly disappearing from Mr. He's sight.

In the square.

Mr. He, who was originally happily raising his hand, preparing to greet Jiang Yuan, looked at the suddenly disappeared wheelchair with a puzzled expression.

He muttered: "Didn't we agree yesterday to play mahjong together? I even arranged the game for this kid. Why did he suddenly decide not to play?"

"Forget it, forget it. If he doesn't play, I'll just play myself…"

Mr. He turned and left, speechless.

… …

On the other side.

Jiang Yuan, unable to bear the strange gazes of the old men and women, finally decided to go home.

As soon as the wheelchair exited the elevator, Jiang Yuan saw that the door to his and Mr. He's room, which had been locked, was open for some reason. There was also a strange, rustling sound coming from inside.

Jiang Yuan's expression froze.

He didn't expect to encounter thieves in a place like a nursing home.

Under Jiang Yuan's direction, the caregiver pushed Jiang Yuan, quietly approaching the opened door.