Chapter 1134: Chapter 1134: Extortion
The icy tone and the expression of disgust on her face wouldn’t endear anyone.
The same was true for Jiang Pan Die.
She looked at the woman, who seemed about twenty-five or six, with a ponytail and five or six acne scars on her face. Apparently, she was overheated, and when women get overheated, their tempers can be as volatile as those of women during menstruation or menopause, feeling irritable and wanting to comment on everything they see.
But since she came to apologize, Jiang Pan Die only slightly frowned and then relaxed, but still felt a bit of a headache.
The King Yama is easy to deal with, but the little devils are hard to handle.
"Humph, what do you know? The doctor said the cast on my hand can be removed in over a week, what’s the big deal?" The buzz-cut man glanced disdainfully at the woman and said coldly, "Unlike some people, once your heart is black, it’s so for a lifetime!"
Upon hearing this, the woman’s temper flared. She sprang up from her chair, pointed at the buzz-cut man, and started swearing: "Who the hell are you calling black-hearted, huh? Was there anything wrong with what I just said? Are you men unable to move when you see a pretty woman? You’re injured like this, yet still speaking for her, such a disgrace!"
Bam!
The patient on the bed beside the woman leaned against the bedhead, slapped the table next to him, and yelled, "What’s all the shouting for? I’ve already explained clearly why we’re injured, how can you unjustly accuse others? You’re simply unreasonable!"
The woman was taken aback, pointed at her husband, and scolded: "Zhu Yangwen! You’re yelling at me? Fine, fine, fine, you like this woman, right? Why don’t you marry her then!"
Zhu Yangwen was so infuriated by these words that he looked absolutely livid, saying, "This is a hospital, take your quarrel home!"
Jiang Pan Die just felt overwhelmed, what was all this about? She came here out of goodwill to visit the sick, and how did it end up like this?
Tong, standing next to Jiang Pan Die, whispered, "Pan Die, don’t get angry with these despicable people, we’re here to visit the sick for good publicity, let’s not mess it up."
Jiang Pan Die nodded lightly, she wasn’t here for show, she genuinely came to visit the sick, let the media write whatever they want outside.
"I know Jiang Pan Die is your idol, but besides looking pretty, what’s there to like about her? Her singing isn’t that great either. Claims she’s here to visit the sick, but didn’t even buy you any fruit, visit the sick? Visit what? You treat her like a treasure, but she doesn’t care about you at all." Huang Cuihua looked at Jiang Pan Die and the others disdainfully.
Jiang Pan Die was just about to speak when Tong interrupted, "If we brought fruit, would you be satisfied? Greedy people only complain. Pan Die specifically turned down an important contract to visit the hospital out of goodwill, and frankly, your mutual fighting already caused quite some impact on Pan Die, and now you’re blaming us, how interesting."
"What now?" Huang Cuihua stood up from her chair with an aggressive posture, "So you’re here to stir up trouble, huh?"
Jiang Pan Die tugged Tong’s arm, pulling her back a bit, unwilling to let her speak any further.
When two bad-tempered, explosive women talk, they’re likely to end up fighting.
"We truly are just visiting the sick, and I know someone instigated your injuries, I believe those people will eventually be brought to justice..."
Before Jiang Pan Die could finish her words, Huang Cuihua interrupted excitedly: "You’ve said a lot of empty words, but you should provide something tangible."
Jiang Pan Die remembered a saying: Compete over who’s better with like-minded individuals, not with fools.
So besides being a little upset, she wasn’t angry. She directly looked past Huang Cuihua and said to the two patients on the beds: "I completely understand how you must be feeling now, and I’m sure your injuries have impacted your normal lives. I’ll cover your medical expenses during the hospital stay as a token of my goodwill."
Jiang Pan Die isn’t someone who only seeks profit, nor does she put much weight on money. Her fans getting injured like this at her concert, she feels a bit responsible, paying some medical bills doesn’t seem like a big deal to her.
Some might even call her foolish, but isn’t it exactly such ’foolish’ yet kind idols that are worth following?
Upon hearing there might be coverage for medical expenses, the opportunistic expression on Huang Cuihua’s face turned into a smile, and she looked at Jiang Pan Die and others with much more kindness.
"You are too kind, how could we accept this?" Though saying this, Huang Cuihua didn’t look the slightest bit embarrassed.
"..." Jiang Pan Die was speechless, this woman really had two faces.
Tong also displayed a cold smile, thinking that this difficult woman could be bought off with a bit of money, she’s truly a lowlife!
"Thank you." The buzz-cut man lying on the bed looked at Jiang Pan Die with gratitude and said, "This current injury of ours has nothing to do with you, we’re not unreasonable people, there’s no need for you to cover our medical bills, just send me a signed album when your new one comes out."
See, sometimes the demands of true fans are this modest.
Before Jiang Pan Die could speak, Huang Cuihua sarcastically interjected again: "What a brain, not accepting money."
Jiang Pan Die took a deep breath, she really wanted to hit someone.
At this moment, Zhu Yangwen said: "I don’t need it either."
Huang Cuihua was stunned for a second, and then her expression changed, she thought that her husband’s injury was not to his leg, but to his brain!
She smiled at Jiang Pan Die and said, "I know with such a big incident, there’ll definitely be reporters coming to us, don’t worry, I know what to say."
Tong’s expression softened slightly, this woman still seemed to have some sense.
But Huang Cuihua’s next sentence changed everyone’s expressions. She said, "But hospital medical expenses are just a minor amount. I also want to buy old hens, pigeons, and supplements for my family, not to mention the loss of work, that’s a big sum too, don’t you think we should get it reimbursed as well?"
This really is... shameless!
Ignoring the disdainful looks from everyone, Huang Cuihua muttered to herself, calculated for a while, then clapped her hands and said, "Aside from the medical bills, roughly thirty thousand would do it."
"..."
After a while, Tong pointed at her nose and cursed: "Are you fucking crazy for money? Thirty thousand? You fought and broke a leg, and want us to pay thirty thousand? What’s in that brain of yours?"
Huang Cuihua acted as though she didn’t see Tong’s expression and continued on her own: "That’s already doing you a favor, isn’t thirty thousand just thirty thousand? Do you lack this money? Look at you all, so stingy. You don’t have to pay, but when reporters come around, I just have to talk a bit, and I’ll surely get more than thirty thousand. Your losses will definitely be more than thirty thousand."
