Chapter 110 - The life saving call (1/2)

Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

“Brother, we have to stop here. The truck can’t get into the city in the daytime.” The long-face man looks at me in a sincere voice, “Take care!”

After a pause, he lowers his voice: “You can rest assured that when we are back, we will not say we have seen you.”

I smile. This guy is not bad. He’s pretty smart. But I’m not worried at all. He says or not, it won’t be any matter to me, and I’m not going to stay in HaiCity for a long time.

I take out my wallet and give them the other half of the money. After thinking about it, I hand them two more notes and say: “Take more money, not to cause any further trouble. Come outside, wallet is the man’s courage, you can not have no money.”

The long-face man declines for a moment and take it finally. Then they get on the truck. The fat man waves to me in the truck, then drives away.

Dorra and I are standing on a small street in the suburbs of HaiCity. There are no pedestrians on the way. Her face is tired and leaning close to me with a bag in her hand. She looks weak and helpless.

I take her searching on the street. My leg and knee are injuried, so I’m limping a little when I’m walking. I can only bite my teeth and hold on. Early in the morning, the temperature is the lowest of the day. I’m dragging such a girl on the street and finally find a small hotel.

This small hotel, that is, like a regular hotel, has a lobby with seven or eight clocks hanging behind the counter, including Beijing time, London time, New York time and Manila time, all marked clearly. But most of the clocks have stopped, and only half of them are still running at most. The waiter is dressing up in uniform, which is all dirty. The room is the same standard room as the star hotel, but the sheets don’t change for you every day, and there’s no room service. Although there’s a TV in the room, but there is absolutely no cable TV. There is only soap in the toilet without the bath fluid. Hot water for bathing is supplied regularly time. Out of that time, there’s only cold water.

There’s also a water dispenser in the room, but the bucket doesn’t know how long time hasn’t been changed. If you dare to drink the water in it, people with poor body resistance will have diarrhea for sure!

The floor was covered, but it is greasy. Don’t know how many days it hasn’t been washed. The walls are also pasted the wallpaper, but some of the wallpare has fallen off.

And, there’s only one room available.

The advantage of this kind of shabby hotel is that its management is lax. The waiter who is woken up by me from his sleep does not even glance at the registration form I’ve filled out. He just takes it and throws it directly into the drawer. Then he takes a bunch of keys and leads us into the room.

“Bath water is supplied from six to nine every night.” Then he goes back to sleep.

Looking at the dirty room, I throw my bag at the bedside, point to one of the beds and say to Dorra: “Just take some sleep.”

The girl gives me a timid look and is opening her mouth as if want to say something, but she dares not to.

I smile and say: “Why? Do you think it’s inconvenient to stay in a room with me?”

“No…” She is biting her lip, “Chen Yang… I’m sorry!” Her voice is soft and weak, somewhat imploring.

I sigh: “Don’t think too much. Just take some sleep. We need to be energetic.”

It’s not that I’m stingy or unwilling to forgive her, but that such a big thing has happened. I’m really in a bad mood, very bad! Obviously, I’m not in the mood to coax this girl. I have too many things in my mind.

She’s biting her lip and seeming to want to cry, but dares not. She’s just sitting silently on the bed. Then she’s pulling over the quilt, taking off her coat and lying down, wrapping herself with the quilt.

I debug for a while, the air conditioner is working, can make the heat, but the noise is very big. There is no idea about it. This air conditioner is the brand that existed more than ten years ago. After that, the manufacturer went bankrupt and did not produce it anymore. Looking at this antique that makes as much noise as a tractor, I give a bitter laugh and say to Dorra: “Hold it up, it’s cold at night, you’ll get frostbite without air conditioning, and if you feel noisy, put a tissue in your ears.”

She utters an “Umm” without saying anything.

I sit down and begin to clean up the wounds. Bumping on the truck, and was at outsider, I just took care of it in a hurry. I know that when in outside, the healthy is one of the most important things. If the wounds are not handled properly, once I fall down, the girl will die with me too for sure.

My fingers are already swollen out of shape, and it’s hard to bend my thumbs and index fingers, especially where the nails are. The nail caps are already purple.

I find a pair of scissors and carefully cutting off the broken nails. When I lift my fingernails, I’m so painful that I’m inhaling. As soon as the scissors is cutting, the congestions are coming out and it takes two three paper towels to stop it.

Dorra is lying silently from the bed, looking at me carefully and saying: “I… Let me do it for you.”

Looking at the girl’s pleading eyes, my heart is softening, holding the medicine and gauze in my hand: “Do you know how to do it?”