Chapter 106 Theatrical

Three days had passed since Zhou Ze rejected Wang Ke. Zhou Ze had almost forgotten about it. Bai Yingying had been spending her free time at Xu Qinglang's shop playing computer games, while Xu Qinglang went to the bookstore to chat with Zhou Ze and read the newspapers.

Although Zhao Ju had told Xu Qinglang before he left that life was best not spent lazing about, Xu Qinglang had agreed.

Yes,

laziness doesn't lead to success,

but,

laziness makes you comfortable.

Xu Qinglang had succumbed to temptation. In the past three days, he hadn't cooked anything in his shop besides Zhou Ze's and his own meals. He hadn't even opened the food delivery apps and remained in the "closed" state.

Around noon, Zhou Ze had just finished lunch with strawberry juice and was strolling in front of the bookstore when he saw the familiar red car driving over.

Zhou Ze was speechless. Only three days had passed. Was this woman going to get her hair done again?

Doing your hair too often can damage it.

Soon, the woman stopped the car, and then Wang Ke got out.

Wang Ke trotted over to Zhou Ze and said,

"Help me."

Simple,

and direct,

just those two words.

Without any preamble, it meant that those two words were a direct extension of the previous topic, the patient with the mother-daughter complex.

"Things have gotten worse. Her personality has started to become disordered," Wang Ke said urgently. "You have to help me."

Zhou Ze shrugged,

the meaning was simple,

I'm sorry,

I still don't want to get involved in this matter.

What was originally a simple one-plus-one equals two problem had resulted in a more serious problem. This was a man-made disaster, not a natural one.

In this, Wang Ke, thinking of the investor's position, lost the integrity and duty of a doctor.

"I don't have time." Zhou Ze pointed to his bookstore. "I have to watch the store."

Thinking of refusing, all he needed was an excuse and a reason, even if the reason and excuse were terrible, it didn't matter.

"How much is your daily turnover? I'll give you ten times that."

Wang Ke said directly,

"Come with me. I think you can help. She almost succeeded in committing suicide last night. If she hadn't been discovered early, she would be a corpse now!"

Zhou Ze was in pain.

His neighbor was richer than him,

his wife was richer than him,

his maid was richer than him,

and his childhood friend just said that he would give him ten times his daily turnover,

it was heartbreaking,

so heartbreaking that Zhou Ze wanted to ask the "little loli" next time he saw her to help him check if he was born to be poor. Why was he so poor in both his lives?

"This is sentiment; it can't be measured by money." Zhou Ze really didn't want to go. He was a surgeon. To be honest, he only knew a little bit about psychology.

"Come with me and help me!"

Wang Ke grabbed Zhou Ze's hand.

This made Zhou Ze uncomfortable.

Even Xu Qinglang, who was more beautiful than a woman, hadn't done this to him. He immediately took a step back and wanted to pull his hand away, but Wang Ke held his hand tightly.

Zhou Ze frowned slightly.

Was he going to force him?

Just as Zhou Ze was about to get angry,

Wang Ke suddenly lowered his voice and said,

"A-Ze, help me!"

Zhou Ze's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at Wang Ke.

What did he just call him?

Wang Ke took a deep breath and said, "If this matter isn't resolved, my career will be over. I won't lie to you. I was the one who suggested that my investor choose the dual personality preservation. I told him I had the ability to do the treatment and arrangements well.

Now, I'm panicking. I'm at a loss. I can only rely on you."

"What did you just call me?" Zhou Ze also lowered his voice.

Xu Qinglang happened to walk out of the store to smoke, watching the two men outside holding hands and whispering sweet nothings;

He immediately gasped, feeling a terrible toothache, and sighed:

"Indecent, indecent."

Wang Ke's wife and Bai Yingying stood aside, finding it difficult to understand their respective men being so intimate and whispering secrets.

"A-Ze, help me."

Wang Ke repeated.

He saw it,

he had seen it long ago,

but he had been pretending to be stupid,

or rather, he wasn't sure, and this discovery and deduction was too shocking, but at this time, he could only rely on Zhou Ze's help.

Zhou Ze bit his lip, raised his head, and nodded.

He agreed.

He had no choice but to agree.

Just like when he went to Wang Ke's house and directly gave Zhou Ze's name, Wang Ke directly put down his most important work to help him see a doctor,

now,

Wang Ke said his name. He was no longer Xu Le in front of him, but Zhou Ze, and there was no room for refusal.

As childhood friends who grew up in the same orphanage, although the two had basically stopped contacting each other after finishing their studies and entering the workforce, and were struggling in their respective fields, the memories of growing up together and encouraging each other still existed.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Wang Ke couldn't wait to open the car door for Zhou Ze, and Zhou Ze got into the car.

Wang Ke and Zhou Ze sat together in the back seat, and the woman drove.

In the car, for a long time, no one spoke.

This made the driving woman feel a little depressed, but she didn't ask much.

Zhou Ze opened the car window to let some of the outside wind in, and then said:

"How did you find out?"

"We grew up together, living habits, action details." As he said, Wang Ke raised his finger and tapped his head. "And, I'm in this profession."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Ze's mouth, and he said nothing more.

Wang Ke continued: "Help me with this matter, and I won't reminisce about the old times with you, nor will I contact you again, nor will I bother you again. I don't have any other curiosity either.

You can believe me on this, brother."

"Are you still… the you from before?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Last time, someone named Xu Le knocked on my door in the middle of the night and said he was introduced by Zhou Ze. What did I do?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

After a while, Zhou Ze said again: "I'm a surgeon."

Meaning, it's useless to call me here. I'm not a psychologist.

Unless the girl attempts suicide again and I'm there to participate in the rescue, that's fine, but as for other things, he really couldn't do anything.

"I've suspected for a long time that she's not just suffering from split personality." Wang Ke glanced at his wife driving and lowered his voice.

"Oh?" Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment,

then understood the meaning,

what is similar to "split personality"?

Possession!

No wonder Wang Ke came to him last time, saying that his second personality could contact the other party's second personality,

damn it,

the implication is:

Your ghosts can communicate with each other!

Crap!

………………

This is the most high-end real estate area in Tong City, located at the foot of Wolf Mountain. There are high-level villas one after another. When the car drove in, several security guards at the door saluted the people in the car together.

This couldn't help but remind Zhou Ze of the community he lived in in his previous life, where the old gatekeeper in the guard room basically skipped work and slept at night.

Of course, Wang Ke didn't know that Zhou Ze was suffering from the pain of the wealth gap at this time, and thought that Zhou Ze was a little depressed because he had seen through his identity.

The car drove into the villa's door, and a young man walked over. He was the butler here.

"Dr. Wang, Mr. Zheng is already angry," the butler reminded.

"Did something happen to Miss Zheng again?" Wang Ke's expression straightened.

"No… it's that kind of…" The young butler couldn't say it, and finally could only say: "There's no danger to life, this time it's not suicide."

Wang Ke and Zhou Ze got out of the car and went straight up the stairs to the second floor. Wang Ke's wife did not follow.

There were many rooms on the second floor, all covered with red carpets. The villa was very large, but the decoration style did not appear very vulgar and luxurious, reflecting that the owner was not an upstart. On the contrary, he should be a very stylish person.

After turning a corner, Zhou Ze saw a middle-aged man with half-white hair standing at the door of a bedroom, holding a cigar in his hand, with a worried look on his face.

When he saw Wang Ke and Zhou Ze walking over, a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and then he showed a kind and helpless smile and said:

"Dr. Wang, Pingping she again…"

"What's wrong, Mr. Zheng?" Wang Ke was also a little anxious.

He was the doctor in charge of treating Zheng Pingping, and now that things had become like this, he was to blame, and he was clear that the wealthy businessman in front of him must be very dissatisfied with him, but the other party knew that there was no point in getting angry at this time, so he had been restraining himself.

"Look for yourself."

Mr. Zheng signaled the two young people at the door to open the bedroom door, and Wang Ke and Zhou Ze walked in.

There were two nannies taking care of her inside. In the center, a young girl was wearing a skirt with strips of cloth wrapped around her arms and was dancing, also singing "Children's Opera" excerpts in a delicate tone.

Wang Ke looked stunned,

"How could this be?"

Zhou Ze noticed that there was gauze wrapped around the girl's wrist, and she should have just tried to cut her wrist to commit suicide, but failed.

The girl was dancing, and seemed to see the two people coming in, and immediately raised her tone, waving the strips of cloth, pointed at Wang Ke and sang:

"A life of loneliness, bereaved of parents;
A lifetime of hard work, all in vain;
In the end, a wife dies, children scatter, all friends rebel, bleak and bitter!"

The girl sang, covering her face with her sleeve, seemingly grieving for this.

Wang Ke was a little dazed, not knowing which one this was.

But Zhou Ze understood.

The girl waved her sleeve at Zhou Ze, while singing:

"Orphaned since childhood, panicking and alone;
Waiting to climb the ladder to success, but falling into the underworld, truly sighing…"

Singing,

"sighing,"

The girl suddenly stopped,

like an old-fashioned tape recorder suddenly jammed,

then the girl looked puzzled, re-waving her sleeves, and sang again:

"Born with a good skin, but the inside is just weeds!
A man has gold under his knees, but it has nothing to do with you!
In the end, you'll be mediocre and come to the world for nothing…"

This time,

the girl jammed again.

Then the girl let out a scream,

directly frightened and collapsed on the ground, a large area under her pants was wet,

pointing at Zhou Ze, crying with a face full of fear:

"Ghost… ghost…

Ghost!"