As he drove, yellow-teeth fought against the little bug.
If it wasn't for Chief Zheng … yellow-teeth kept telling himself on the way. Call him Chief Zheng? Was his head made of iron?!
That was Chief Zheng. He had long been promoted. He even called him Chief Zheng. Wasn't he courting death?!
Yes, Chief Zheng, Chief Zheng.
At the thought of Chief Zheng, yellow-teeth's ashen heart had some hope.
Gradually, the little bug disappeared. Yellow-Teeth began to hesitate. Should he still go to the Imperial Capital?
Although they were already on the highway, when he thought of Boss Zheng's exuberant Yang energy, Yellow-Teeth felt fearful.
He found a rest area to stop and bought a bottle of water.
After taking a sip, yellow-teeth thought of the bugs. He felt disgusted and spat out the water.
With the help of the light, yellow-teeth was shocked to see that there were black bugs in the water.
However, they did not seem to have grown up and could not fly. They struggled hard in the water that he was rinsing his mouth with.
Damn … Yellow-Teeth's heart, which had just calmed down, jumped again.
It was not that there were no bugs, but he did not know how many bugs there were in his body. It was just that they … yellow-teeth did not dare to think too much.
He did not think about Chief Zheng's masculine aura and scrambled into the car. He did not even notice that he had peed his pants. In the smell of urine, he trembled and controlled his hands. He did not shake too much and drove straight to the Imperial Capital without any distractions.
At three o 'clock in the morning, yellow-teeth drove to the 912.
Looking at the towering building and the intermittent lights, yellow-teeth's first thought was that there would be many disputes here. He did not know which big brother occupied this place.
If … Bah bah bah! Why did he still think that way now?
Which department was Boss Zheng in? He would go to the door and ask for forgiveness.
Yellow-teeth stood at the entrance of the 912 for a long time before he realized that he did not even know which department Boss Zheng worked in.
However, this was not a problem for yellow-teeth.
He would ask the emergency department. If it really did not work, tomorrow … after six o 'clock today, he would ask the nurses in each department.
He began to search for the emergency department of the 912.
The poor doctors in the emergency department were probably still busy. They were not afraid of dying from overwork. As yellow-teeth searched, he habitually cursed in his heart.
At this time, other than those who stayed up all night cultivating, singing karaoke, going to nightclubs to pick up girls, or waiting to be picked up, who else would be busy?
If there was, it must be this group of stupid doctors.
Yellowteeth's eyes flickered as he tried his best to find the emergency department.
Before he could ask for directions, a first-aid ambulance rushed over with its siren blaring.
Following the ambulance, Yellow-teeth successfully found the emergency room.
The smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.
Yellow-teeth saw a young doctor with a face full of freckles directing the resuscitation. He should be the chief resident. The chief resident of the emergency department. Oh my god!
It was a car accident. Yellow-teeth knew that the doctors and nurses would not care about him during the emergency treatment.
He waited quietly for half an hour until the patient was sent away. The emergency department quieted down again, and the freckled chief resident walked out. Only then did Yellow-teeth approach her.
"Doctor."
"Hmm? Are you feeling unwell? "Although the man was exhausted, he still forced a smile and asked.
"No, no, I want to ask you something," Yellow-Teeth said.
"Oh." Zhou Litao instantly lost his energy when he heard that the doctor was asking for directions.
Resuscitation in the middle of the night was the most tiring. He had to seize the time to catch up on sleep. He still had work tomorrow.
"Boss Zheng, do you know which department he's in?" Yellow-teeth asked carefully.
"You're from the same hometown as Boss Zheng." Zhou Litao perked up a little. "He's in the interventional department, the first inpatient department. Do you know the way?"
With the help of the freckled doctor, Yellow-teeth successfully found the interventional department.
Next, he would wait for Boss Zheng to come to work.
Yellow-teeth did not go to the hotel to catch up on sleep. He was not in the mood to sleep.
God knew if he would never wake up again after lying down.
Yellow-teeth began to daydream as he squatted in front of the interventional department. One hour … Two hours …
The sky gradually brightened, and more and more people came.
There was an endless stream of patients' family members getting food and washing up. A long-legged girl with a ponytail walked in front of him. In the past, Yellow-teeth would definitely have gone to chat with her, but today, he was not in the mood.
Yellow-teeth had been paying attention to whether there were any flying insects around him. Fortunately, other than rinsing his mouth, he did not see any small insects.
He should be able to survive until Boss Zheng arrived. Yellow-teeth's heart was full of hope.
As time passed, the entire 912 seemed to have woken up from a deep sleep. The surroundings were filled with voices.
It felt so good to be surrounded by the mortal world!
"Boss Zheng is not here yet, right?"
"Master Yan, let's wait here for a while."
Yellow-teeth suddenly heard the conversation between the two people. He turned around in shock and saw a familiar face.
He had a long beard, a thin figure, and a sage-like demeanor.
Standing there, he was completely different from the mortal world around him. He had an otherworldly aura.
"Elder Immortal Wang?" Yellow-teeth asked softly in surprise.
Wasn't this Elder Immortal Wang from Old Owl Mountain? It was said that he had already attained the Dao and was just cultivating in the mortal world. He was a pure Banished Immortal.
Yellow-teeth would go to Old Owl Mountain to burn incense every year. He knew Elder Immortal Wang, but Elder Immortal Wang did not know him.
Hearing someone call him, Daoist Wang smiled. "Do you know me?"
"Yo …" Yellow-teeth was sure that it was Elder Immortal Wang. His legs went soft and he knelt directly.
"What are you doing? It's not good to be seen in the hospital," Daoist Wang said unhappily as he stroked his beard. "Get up quickly."
Yellow-teeth respectfully kowtowed three times, as if he was going to burn incense every year. Then, he stood up.
"Have you been to my Taoist temple?"
"Elder Immortal, I go to burn incense every year," Yellow-teeth said respectfully.
"Oh, you are also here to see Boss Zheng for treatment, right?" Daoist Wang was crystal clear. How could he not guess why Yellow-teeth was standing here?
"You know Boss Zheng?"
"Yes, yes, we have met a few times."
Daoist Wang nodded. He saw that Yellow-teeth looked wretched and did not want to say much, so he said to Master Yan, "Boss Zheng is almost here."
"Okay." Master Yan nodded. "After your son recovers, just ask him to come to me. Life or death, life or death, it's up to fate. "
He had said this before. Daoist Wang smiled. "Master Yan, it's my son's fortune to be your disciple. I'll make a copy of the ancient scroll when I get back. I'll also photocopy it and send it to SF Express for you. "
Yellow-teeth was stunned.
The immortal-like Elder Immortal Wang was talking about life or death, life or death, becoming a disciple, ancient scrolls, etc.
But the last sentence, SF Express, ruined the atmosphere.
Was this something a person who had become an immortal should say? Shouldn't they all use flying swords to deliver messages?
However, he knew his place and could read his expression. Seeing that Elder Immortal Wang was ignoring him, he hid behind him. He did not want to make Elder Immortal Wang unhappy. Otherwise, he would be in trouble.
After another half an hour, Yellow-teeth was still thinking about something when he heard Elder Immortal Wang laughing. "Boss Zheng, you are here."
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