Avoid detours, start by running a nursing home.

Chapter 32 Running into the Bullet's Mouth

After taking Gu Lao and Grandma Zhang downstairs to the canteen and having Zhou Jianling continue to look after them, Li Xiaoyun took Zhang Yang back upstairs to continue her rounds.

In that short time of going up and down the stairs, Grandma Chen forgot about Zhang Yang, her "son," again.

Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape so easily.

The two walked side by side in the hallway, silent, neither of them speaking.

Only the creaking sound of footsteps on the wooden floor echoed in the hallway.

"Thank you for earlier..." After a long silence, Li Xiaoyun finally broke the ice and whispered her thanks.

"Oh? It's nothing. It happened so suddenly, I didn't react right away."

Zhang Yang was taken aback at first, then quickly shook his head and explained.

He didn't expect Li Xiaoyun to thank him, after all, compared to the young girl's performance just now, he had done almost nothing.

If it weren't for Grandma Zhang mistakenly taking him for her son, he would have been just an observer, and he wouldn't have had the nerve to claim credit.

"Actually, I didn't expect that taking care of the elderly would be such a difficult task..."

As the two walked side by side, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh.

"Um."

Li Xiaoyun nodded slightly beside her, then her expression turned serious: "However, Dean, I still have to say what needs to be said..."

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was taken aback. "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong just now?"

"It's in that ancient place."

The moment work is mentioned, Li Xiaoyun's demeanor changes immediately: "Didn't we agree on this before we came in?"

"Your main task today is to study. Just watch how I do it. Why are you taking matters into your own hands?"

"I was just trying to help, wasn't I?" Zhang Yang was a little confused by her question.

"Due to his long-term bed rest, his muscles have atrophied, so we must be very careful in caring for him!"

Li Xiaoyun turned her head and stared at Zhang Yang with a serious expression: "Even the smallest movement could harm his body."

"Actually, when I was dressing him, I saw him frown several times. He was clearly enduring the pain without saying anything!"

"Huh?! How could this happen? I had no idea!"

Zhang Yang was stunned when he heard this.

When I helped support the old man before, wasn't he always smiling?

How could this be...?

"He was a very kind person; most of the time, he would rather endure it himself than trouble others."

Li Xiaoyun shook her head stubbornly: "It's good that you want to help, but taking care of the elderly isn't just about enthusiasm."

"Patience and meticulousness are the most important things."

"I hope that Dean, you will not act on your own initiative again in the future!"

Zhang Yang looked at the little girl and thought of the word "guilt" that appeared above the old man's head when he helped him earlier.

It turns out that the elderly person was smiling the whole time, but was actually feeling embarrassed because they were troubling others.

Even when he made a big movement, he endured the pain without saying a word, and then he was smugly pleased with himself, thinking he had helped?

"Young man, you're so much better, you have such strong hands..."

Thinking of what Gu Lao had said before, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel his face burning.

"I see."

After thinking it through, Zhang Yang looked at the girl apologetically and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, I won't act on my own again."

"Um……"

Li Xiaoyun nodded, but seeing Zhang Yang's face full of self-reproach, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Well... actually, for your first performance, Dean, you did a very good job."

He's the dean, you know. Was it inappropriate for me to criticize him so harshly?

The young girl was slow to realize that Zhang Yang was actually the dean, and she stammered as she quickly tried to salvage the situation.

However, her tone suggested that even she herself didn't quite believe it.

"You'd better not praise me anymore, otherwise I'm afraid I'll get arrogant again."

Looking at the "anxiety" on the little girl's head, Zhang Yang touched his nose and smiled wryly.

You could tell from his guilty tone even without looking at him.

Li Xiaoyun is an excellent nurse, but she has absolutely no talent for flattering her superiors!

"Actually, it's not so bad..."

"Only Aunt Gu and Aunt Chen require special care in the nursing home. As for the other elderly residents, you'll definitely be fine, Director!"

The little girl blushed and racked her brains trying to think of a way to praise Zhang Yang.

She used to manage a few caregivers, which was fine; she would praise those who deserved it and criticize those who deserved it.

But now that she's facing her boss, she's starting to stumble over her words.

The problem is that, apart from Grandma Gu and Grandma Chen, the other elderly people are all able to take care of themselves and don't need anyone's help!

Zhang Yang was somewhat amused and exasperated by the girl's insincere praise.

Good heavens, has he really become a leader here to understand the people's plight?

He immediately got goosebumps all over his body, his toes clenched tightly, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"Ah! We've arrived!"

Not to mention Zhang Yang, even Li Xiaoyun herself was extremely embarrassed by this flattery.

Just then, the two of them arrived at the door of a room, and the girl quickly took the opportunity to knock on the door and change the subject.

"How about you do it this time, Dean..."

She blurted out a sentence.

Anyway, there isn't much nursing work to do for the other elderly people, so let's just let the director have some confidence!

"Oh, is this appropriate?"

Zhang Yang followed behind her and casually asked a question.

"It's alright, just ask the grandparents how they are feeling, if they're feeling unwell, and compliment them a bit, saying they look so energetic and beautiful today."

The girl lowered her voice and said something. She heard someone in the room respond, so she reached out and pushed the door open forcefully.

"Is it that simple? Then I'll give it a try...wait a minute...huh?"

Zhang Yang responded and followed her into the room. He was about to speak when he looked up and was dumbfounded.

"Oh my, little dean, you're here! Perfect timing! Come on, help me up."

Inside the room, Old Mrs. Chen was wearing a bohemian-style fringed dress, leaning lazily against the headboard.

One arm was still lazily dangling in mid-air, and its eyes were looking at him with a half-smile.

Looking at her demeanor, and then turning to look at the dumbfounded Li Xiaoyun beside him, Zhang Yang couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Should I do this?

Isn't this pushing me into a fire pit?

Judging from her demeanor, is she about to return to the palace?!

And what's with emphasizing the small character when you called me just now?!

"Mr. Chen, perhaps I should do it..."

Seeing this, Li Xiaoyun quickly stepped forward to help her out of the predicament.

She was so focused on how to flatter the dean that she didn't even notice the room number. Otherwise, knowing it was Old Lady Chen's room, she wouldn't have dared to let Zhang Yang take charge.

After all, during yesterday's meeting, the old lady kept teasing Zhang Yang, which everyone saw.

"What's this, Xiao Li? You're starting to care about your little director so quickly?"

The old lady teased Li Xiaoyun, who immediately blushed and stammered, "W-what? Our...our director..."

"Mr. Chen, please don't talk nonsense."

The young woman spent the last few years studying diligently. After graduating, she went to a nursing home and devoted herself entirely to taking care of the dozen or so elderly people. She never dated anyone.

Now, after being teased by the old lady, he suddenly lost his bearings.

As for helping Zhang Yang out of a predicament... well, that's out of the question.

Seeing this, the old lady raised an eyebrow at Zhang Yang triumphantly and stretched her hand forward again.

First, she suffered a minor setback at the meeting yesterday, and then Zhang Yang made an excuse to run away. How could the old lady swallow this insult?

Now that our enemy has delivered himself to our doorstep, what are we waiting for if we don't take this opportunity to make the best of a move?