Chapter 230 Hospital

Two hours later, Zhang Yanfeng drove and finally arrived at the nearest county hospital.

The conditions of this hospital were really rudimentary. It could only be considered small, and if you tried hard enough, you could probably piece together and recognize its organs.

This was also a classic prototype of the current urbanization development in China. Only the areas around Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai were developing relatively balanced, with decent medical care and public facilities in the cities and counties below.

Residents living in the lower-tier cities and counties didn't have a strong impulse or need to migrate to the provincial capital or nearby large cities.

Rong City in Sichuan Province was another extreme example, mainly because the cities and counties below were far, far worse than Rong City in every aspect. Therefore, residents of the lower-tier cities and counties instinctively concentrated and moved into Rong City, hence the joke about Rong City sucking the blood of the entire province.

Wound treatment, blood transfusion, Zhou Ze only let his colleagues here handle it to this point. As for the damage to some of the internal organs, Boss Zhou didn't have much hope and could only slowly recover on his own later.

Because of Boss Zhou's insistence on refusing surgery, the doctors in this hospital breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in their opinion, Boss Zhou's injuries were really close to death. After signing several documents, the doctors left.

Lawyer An's food poisoning was much easier to deal with. Anyway, a few methods were used in turn.

As long as the doctors and nurses didn't rush into the ward to announce that Lawyer An was dying, everyone wouldn't worry at all.

The little zombie wasn't required to receive treatment. Zhang Yanfeng used his identity to requisition a separate ward with three beds. Zhou Ze was lying in the middle, the one near the door was reserved for Lawyer An, and the little zombie was placed on the bed at the innermost part behind a gauze curtain.

Old Zhang stood at the door like a sentry. Even when doctors and nurses came in, he would report it first.

Unlike Zhou Ze and Lawyer An, who were still ordinary humans, the little zombie was a genuine zombie. Not to mention that the local doctors didn't know how to treat zombies, they would probably faint if they got their hands on the little zombie's test report.

It wasn't until dawn that a nurse and doctor pushed Lawyer An's stretcher in. Everyone helped put Lawyer An on the bed while continuing the intravenous drip.

A busy night came to an end.

In the morning, a group of local police came. Presumably because of the special nature of Zhou Ze and Lawyer An's injuries, they came for a routine inquiry, which Old Zhang dealt with.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Zhou Ze woke up. Yingying had been sitting by Zhou Ze's bed, very close, so that it was easier for Zhou Ze to sleep.

Waking up, it would be an exaggeration to say that he felt refreshed. His body was still weak, but at least it wasn't as dire as last night when he was barely holding on.

Yingying took out the Bian Hua (Spider Lily) oral solution from the car for Zhou Ze to drink, and fed Zhou Ze some clear porridge.

Lawyer An on the next bed kept "humming," declaring his existence,

Like a child crying "wa wa wa," hoping to attract the attention of adults.

Yingying was about to take out another bottle of Bian Hua oral solution, but Zhou Ze said directly:

"He's been on glucose all night, he won't starve to death."

Lawyer An on the side immediately opened his eyes, looking at them with a resentful expression as he lay on the pillow, saying:

"Boss, can't you be a little more considerate of your injured subordinates?"

"Be good,

You're not suitable for eating right now,

Listen to me, I'm a professional."

The word "expert" could indeed silence all reasons and complaints.

In the afternoon, Zhou Ze slept again, and woke up in the evening. Lawyer An on the side was holding a phone, seemingly looking at some documents. He also had a law firm, but he rarely managed it since entering the bookstore.

That little wealth wasn't anything to him. The real money-making was still the smuggling business he was maintaining, which echoed the "fact" that the path to making big money was written in the criminal law.

Zhou Ze was able to get out of bed. With Yingying's support, he walked out of the ward and strolled around the corridor. The two doctors who participated in the rescue last night saw this scene and exclaimed it was a miracle, even taking out their phones to take pictures and post them on WeChat to show off.

Zhou Ze understood the bitterness of his colleagues and even took photos with them.

After returning from the walk, the wounds that had just scabbed over opened again, and some places had blood seeping out, but Zhou Ze didn't care. He moved around and felt as if his body had been revitalized.

Opening the curtain of the innermost bed, the little zombie was still lying there, motionless.

This guy's vitality was really tenacious. In fact, strictly speaking, he was the one who suffered the most severe injuries yesterday.

Both psychologically and physically,

It was a double critical strike.

Yingying had previously suggested simply killing him, but Zhou Ze refused. Zhou Ze wasn't sure why he refused, but he guessed it was partly because the little zombie hadn't really intended to kill him in the first place.

As for what Yingying said about the little zombie being about to attack him when they came down, Zhou Ze was still a little confused. He would have died with a casual slap in his state back then,

Was there a need to strike such a pose and roar so loudly to kill him?

But now Zhou Ze was starting to regret it. This guy was now seriously injured and unable to move, but what about later?

Was he really going to find a way to seal him?

Otherwise, if his injuries started to recover, who in the bookstore could control him?

Judging from the current situation, it seemed that no one in the entire bookstore could subdue him except for himself, who could summon Ying Gou.

This made Zhou Ze think and hesitate whether he should simply break his promise and have Yingying take him to the wild to tear him apart while it was dark?

At this moment, the door of the ward was knocked on, and Wang Ke, who had traveled all the way, walked in.

"Rui Rui, where's Rui Rui?"

Wang Ke immediately looked for his daughter as soon as he came in.

Zhou Ze was lying in bed eating the tangerine that Yingying was peeling for him, and said, "Wait a moment."

Then he winked at the little loli.

The little loli got up expressionlessly, walked into the curtain next to the little zombie's bed. After a while, the curtain opened, and the little loli opened her arms and cried as she threw herself into her father's arms.

"Daddy, Rui Rui is scared, Rui Rui is scared!"

Wang Ke picked up his daughter and kept comforting her.

It was truly a touching scene of fatherly love and filial piety.

The little loli's memories were stuck at the moment she was abducted, and her heart really needed comforting. Wang Ke found a chair and sat next to her, constantly comforting her, talking endlessly, which made Zhou Ze's head spin.

He picked up a tangerine peel and threw it directly at Wang Ke,

Complaining,

"Be quiet."

Wang Ke could only take his daughter out of the ward to continue their family matters.

The ward immediately became quiet,

But soon,

Another restless little brother started making trouble.

With a "thump,"

The little zombie actually fell off the bed.

Perhaps sensing the "departure" of his "lover,"

Causing his body to react instinctively.

Yingying walked over, picked up the little zombie, walked to the bed, opened the window, and prepared to throw him out like trash.

At this moment, Wang Ke came back in with his daughter in his arms, and happened to see this scene. He opened his mouth, but even though he was a psychologist who constantly provided psychological support to others, he didn't know what to say at this moment.

"The child is naughty, he's a little dirty."

Zhou Ze explained.

Yingying understood immediately. She held the little boy outside the window and slapped him several times as if dusting off a quilt, then shook him,

Before pulling the little boy back into the window and throwing him onto the bed.

Wang Ke's expression twitched slightly, as if he was trying his best not to pay attention to those things.

At this time, the little loli had fallen asleep in his arms.

Lin Ke probably wouldn't come out again for a while. According to her, she needed to rest, and at the same time, she needed to let Wang Rui out to live a normal life for a while.

But Zhou Ze always felt that things weren't that simple. Zhou Ze had long noticed Lin Ke's emotional distortion and moral degradation towards Wang Ke.

In this matter, Lin Ke actually guaranteed the safety of "Wang Rui's" body, which had a sense of a stepmother protecting her own daughter.

Zhou Ze was too lazy to get involved in this mess anyway. He thought Wang Ke should be able to handle it well with his abilities.

After the two of them left the orphanage, they hadn't contacted each other for more than ten years. One reason was that they both had a clear sense of urgency and goals, and they were both busy working hard. The second reason was that they were both smart people, the kind who were like brothers and sisters in the orphanage but instantly clarified their identities as soon as they left. To say they had deep feelings was really an exaggeration.

Perhaps it was because they were both too smart. Smart people always knew how to make trade-offs.

Wang Ke planned to take the little loli back first, partly to provide psychological comfort, and partly because school had already started for so long, and the child should go to school.

Zhou Ze nodded in agreement,

And pointed to the bed next door and asked Wang Ke if he wanted a son,

There happened to be a son on the next bed. If he wanted him, he could take him back to raise and have him as a companion for the little loli.

Of course, Wang Ke didn't dare to agree, but said that if the little boy had any psychological problems, he would take the time to go to the bookstore to provide him with psychological counseling.

Really,

Wang Ke didn't dare to take anything else back home,

Especially from Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze didn't force it, just a little disappointed that he couldn't see a real-life drama even more twisted than *Thunderstorm*.

After Wang Ke left,

Zhou Ze remembered the bookstore and signaled Old Zhang to call the bookstore to ask if the little black girl was behaving herself.

Zhang Yanfeng immediately took out his phone, dialed Xu Qinglang's number, and handed the phone to Zhou Ze.

"Hello, Old Xu."

"Hello, BOOM!"

Um…………

"Hello, Old Zhou, sorry, I just had a problem with a talisman and it exploded on me.

You called me, what's up?"

It seemed that

Old Xu had been living quite comfortably in the bookstore with Deadpool these days. Deadpool, apart from his silly grin, basically did whatever he was told. Old Xu spent his time in the bookstore either doing beauty treatments for himself or drawing talismans, without having to waste time cooking for everyone.

"How's the black girl the old Daoist brought back?"

"Old Daoist? Black girl?" Xu Qinglang was puzzled and said, "Didn't the old Daoist go out with you?

Black girl, what country's black girl? Old Zhou, has your aesthetic sense become so distorted?"

"Okay, never mind."

Zhou Ze hung up the phone,

Glanced at the people around him, and said:

"The old Daoist hasn't gone back."