bookbashuk Chapter 175 Desperate Yi Zhonghai
Chapter 175 Desperate Yi Zhonghai
This situation made Yi Zhonghai feel despair.
He slumped down on the ground, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes.
"It's over, it's all over! My hand is broken, and I can never turn over in this life!" Yi Zhonghai was left with endless sadness in his heart. He no longer cared about Jia Dongxu's apology and just muttered to himself in despair.
Jia Dongxu felt a little guilty when he saw his master collapse, but he felt more of the pleasure of revenge.
"Master, don't you want to abandon me? Now we are even!" Jia Dongxu thought coldly in his heart, but pretended to be anxious on his face, dragging Yi Zhonghai to the infirmary.
In the infirmary, the factory doctor carefully examined Yi Zhonghai's injuries and his expression became more serious.
"It's broken. Both the radius and ulna of my right hand are broken. This injury may be a bit tricky!"
Upon hearing the factory doctor's judgment, Yi Zhonghai felt as if the sky had fallen.
He sat dejectedly on the hospital bed, looking at his right hand wrapped in layers of bandages, his eyes filled with despair.
Jia Dongxu, who was standing by, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even a hint of a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Although Yi Zhonghai did not see it, his intuition told him that this might have been done intentionally by Jia Dongxu.
However, he was already in a difficult situation, so how could he care about holding Jia Dongxu accountable?
Yi Zhonghai followed the factory doctor back to the dormitory with a sad heart, and there was only a dead silence in his heart.
The opportunity for technical reform selection will probably have nothing to do with him anymore.
Jia Dongxu looked at Yi Zhonghai's dejected back and felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.
Now, the master and the disciple have fallen into the same situation, and neither of them can stay out of it.
However, the joy in his heart did not last long, and Jia Dongxu began to worry about his future.
Without his master's protection, what future can he have in the factory?
Thinking of this, Jia Dongxu's mood also fell to the bottom.
He returned to the dormitory listlessly, with all kinds of dark thoughts churning in his mind.
At this time, Li Yang knew nothing about what happened to the master and his apprentice.
He was busy reviewing the selection list and making final preparations for the upcoming technical transformation work.
After a round of screening, faces, some young and some rough, appear on the paper, each of which is filled with longing for the future.
Li Yang nodded with satisfaction, his eyes scanning the names of these people one by one.
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The sun gradually set and people in the courtyard returned one after another.
When Yi Zhonghai came back from the factory supported by Jia Dongxu, the courtyard was in an uproar.
When people saw Yi Zhonghai's right hand wrapped in thick bandages and his face ashen, they all gasped.
"What's going on? Is Old Yi injured?" Liu Haizhong moved forward with pretended concern, but his eyes were fixed on Yi Zhonghai's right hand.
He Yuzhu also squeezed to the front of the crowd, his face full of gloating and his mouth full of amazement.
Yi Zhonghai had a pale face and remained silent. He allowed Jia Dongxu to support him. He lowered his head with empty eyes, and seemed to have lost response to everything around him.
"Master, let me help you go back to the house to rest," Jia Dongxu said cautiously, with a hint of guilt and panic in his eyes.
Yi Zhonghai did not respond, but let Jia Dongxu support him and slowly move towards his room.
Along the way, people in the courtyard made way for each other, whispering and talking.
"What happened? How did an old man's hand get injured like this?"
"Who knows? Maybe it's a work-related injury. How can we not get injured while working in a factory?"
“Isn’t he cleaning the toilet?”
"Look at the old man, he looks like his father has died, his injury is serious"
Amid the noise, Jia Dongxu helped Yi Zhonghai back into the room and carefully helped him sit down on the bed.
Everyone in the courtyard gathered around curiously, asking about the situation.
Jia Dongxu took a deep breath, his face showing guilt, and said in a trembling voice: "It's all my fault. I accidentally hurt the master's hand."
When these words were spoken, everyone present gasped and looked at each other in surprise.
"What did you say? You hurt Master Yi's hand? How did this happen?" Liu Haizhong widened his eyes in surprise, but was secretly delighted in his heart.
Now Yi Zhonghai's hand is broken, let's see how he can compete with me for the position of the master!
From now on, whether in the factory or in the hospital, Yi Zhonghai will never be able to compete with me!
Jia Dongxu choked up and said intermittently: "My master and I were cleaning the toilet. I accidentally slipped and fell on my master's hand, breaking his hand."
At this point, Jia Dongxu's tears flowed down and he sobbed and couldn't speak.
Yi Zhonghai just sat on the edge of the bed, expressionless, as if his soul had been pulled out of his body.
He lowered his head, his eyes were unfocused, and he seemed not to hear Jia Dongxu's explanation.
People around started talking to each other.
"Oh, Master Yi is in trouble now. Can he still work with a broken hand?"
"That's right. Being a fitter depends entirely on a pair of deft hands. Now that my hands are disabled, I have to change my career, right?"
"That's right, Master Yi's original profession in this life is probably going to be useless."
Liu Haizhong listened at the side, suppressing his joy and sighing in sympathy.
He Yuzhu, on the other hand, had a look of gloating on his face and sneered continuously.
"I said that this old bastard would get his comeuppance sooner or later. He was pretending all day long, but he finally got caught by his own apprentice. He deserved it!"
He Yuzhu spat hatefully, with a vicious gleam in his eyes.
Thinking back to the time when his father sent money back home, it was intercepted by Yi Zhonghai, and he has always remembered this account.
Now, God has a vision. Yi Zhonghai has fallen into such a state. Isn't it God's punishment for his hypocritical face?
Seeing Yi Zhonghai's hopeless look, He Yuzhu felt extremely happy.
A dog will always eat shit. After pretending to be a good person all his life, he still got slapped hard by reality in the end.
"Master, let me help you lie down so you can have a good rest," Jia Dongxu said softly, holding back his tears.
He helped Yi Zhonghai lie down, covered him with a blanket, and said with a guilty look: "Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being careless. You should take good care of your injuries, and leave the rest to me."
Yi Zhonghai remained silent, staring blankly at the ceiling, as if he had lost all life.
Jia Dongxu sighed silently, turned around and walked out of the room.
At this time, Yi Zhonghai was still lying on the bed in the dormitory, looking at the mottled ceiling with a dazed look.
In his mind, those humiliating scenes kept flashing back.
At that time, he was also very proud and high-spirited, and was one of the best senior technicians in the entire steel rolling mill.
However, ever since that little bastard Li Yang showed up, everything started to go downhill.
First he was transferred from the steel rolling workshop and demoted to the toilet.
After a month of scrubbing excrement in the pit toilet, Yi Zhonghai's temper had been worn away for the most part, and he became more gloomy and withdrawn.
After waiting so long for a chance to turn things around, he was injured at the critical moment and watched his last hope shattered. And all this was to blame on that abominable Jia Dongxu!
Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Yi Zhonghai's eyes, and his expression was sinister.
"Just wait, you little bastard! I won't let you go!"
He gnashed his teeth and swore in his heart that he would make that ungrateful thing pay the price. But, what ability did he have to take revenge now?
Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai fell into deep despair again.