Chapter 17 A Monkey

"She's been sent to the obstetrics and gynecology department."

Zhou Ze sat down beside Doctor Lin, looking at her still somewhat uncomfortable expression, and said,

"You should rest more, otherwise you'll be irresponsible."

"I can handle it." Doctor Lin shook her head, still stubborn.

"What I mean is that your physical condition is being irresponsible to your patients."

"............" Doctor Lin.

"Heh." Zhou Ze licked his lips, and apologized, "Sorry, I unconsciously slipped back into my old self."

"It's fine." Doctor Lin said softly.

"Go back and rest. Come back to work after your body is adjusted. A doctor's job is indeed important, but it's not like society will stop functioning if there's temporarily one less doctor working."

Doctor Lin nodded.

At this moment, Zhou Ze's phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was Xu Qinglang's call.

He stood up, walked to the stairwell outside and answered the phone:

"Hey, what's up?"

"Your place is doing good business today, you should come back and take a look." Xu Qinglang said with a yawn.

"Good business?" Zhou Ze was a little happy. He just got his license, and business is already coming to his door?

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Zhou Ze decided that this time, no matter how many stories more tragic than "Dou E's Grievance" the ghosts in the bookstore told, he would mercilessly send these guys to hell.

They are ghosts,

Sending them to hell is the right path, and being ruthless doesn't carry any psychological burden.

"Go back if you have something to do." Doctor Lin pointed to her office, "I'll go back by myself later."

Zhou Ze nodded, not saying anything more. Nothing was more important now than getting his official position as soon as possible. As for the relationship between himself and Doctor Lin, he'd take it slowly.

The elevators in the emergency building were still packed even at night. Zhou Ze simply chose to take the stairs down. When he reached the third floor, Zhou Ze suddenly stopped.

For some reason, he felt like someone was following him.

Could it be that Doctor Lin wanted to see him a few more times but was too embarrassed, so she was secretly following him behind?

Okay, although that was possible, Zhou Ze wasn't narcissistic enough to actually believe it. He quickly walked down another floor and then suddenly turned around at the corner and walked back.

"Whoosh............"

A gust of wind swept past from above.

Zhou Ze suddenly raised his head and started running upwards, but still found nothing.

No discovery meant there was definitely something strange.

Zhou Ze bent down, his black fingernail grew out, and he tapped lightly on the tile floor.

The next moment, a black footprint appeared on the tile floor. Zhou Ze silently clenched his fist, hiding his fingernail, and then slowly stood up, following the direction of the black footprints that kept appearing below.

From his fingernail, an invisible smoke was constantly emitted, tracking the marks below.

Because of its special nature, it was difficult for the hospital to be completely clean, but it wasn't yet the dead of night, yet something dirty dared to come out and walk around so blatantly, which was very abnormal.

Following the marks, Zhou Ze arrived at the fourth floor. The footprints went all the way out and then turned into a ward.

There were patients in the ward. With the current extremely tight medical resources, it was rare to see an empty ward. For example, right now, some patients could only temporarily lie on makeshift beds in the hallway to rest or get drips.

Zhou Ze reached out and pushed open the ward door.

There were three beds inside.

Two old women were lying on the beds on both sides, and in the middle was a young woman. Each bed had a caregiver beside it.

After Zhou Ze came in, everyone in the ward except for one old woman who was sleeping looked at Zhou Ze.

"Hello, excuse me, did anyone come in just now?"

Zhou Ze asked directly, getting straight to the point.

"No."

A caregiver aunt replied.

The others also shook their heads.

Zhou Ze nodded, indicating that he understood, and then turned and left the ward.

At this point, Zhou Ze planned to leave.

You can't blame Zhou Ze for lacking a sense of public morality, not catching ghosts when he saw them. You should know that Xu Qinglang had just called and said that his shop was now "doing very well". Zhou Ze was worried that if he went back late, the customers would be gone, and the losses would be great.

As for the dirty things running around outside, if he encountered them, he would solve them if he could. If they were more difficult to deal with or wanted to play hide-and-seek with him, Zhou Ze really didn't want to spend too much energy on them.

He was a ghost messenger, with the prefix "temporary" in front. He wasn't Zhang Tianshi.

However, just as Zhou Ze grabbed the doorknob to close the door, his fingernail accidentally touched it.

In an instant, Zhou Ze seemed to feel a static electricity sensation. Immediately afterwards, the lights in the ward suddenly went out, and then the lights came back on.

The three beds in the ward were instantly empty. The patients and their caregivers had disappeared.

Zhou Ze took two steps back, only then did he see that the sign on the door of the room he was facing read "Storage Room". This wasn't a ward!

"Whoosh............"

Another gust of wind blew, very fast, as if realizing that its illusion had failed and it was planning to flee in a hurry.

Zhou Ze reached out and grabbed something cold and fleshy, but then there was a crisp sound, and the thing broke free from his control.

The wind dissipated.

Zhou Ze looked at the palm of his hand and found a tuft of black hair, very long and very twisted.

Seemingly out of professional habit, Zhou Ze put his hand in front of his nose and sniffed,

A strong, fishy stench came over him,

It was sickening,

Like the smell of salted fish piled up in a hot warehouse for a month.

"Hiss..."

Zhou Ze suppressed his urge to gag, squatted down again, and tapped his fingernail on the tile. Another string of clear black footprints appeared.

He clapped his hands, tilted his neck, and then followed the footprints again.

The nature of the matter had changed again. If the other party was just like the old woman he encountered in the mortuary of the affiliated hospital, lingering and wandering because of family property matters, Zhou Ze wouldn't chase after them relentlessly. After all, there were too many ghosts lingering in the world because of their attachments during their lifetime, and they generally wouldn't have any intention of doing bad things or the ability to cause any damage.

But the one he had just touched, not only took the initiative to follow him, but also was able to create extremely realistic illusions that almost deceived him. Moreover, judging from the body hair he pulled off its body, that thing had a physical form.

This meant that the other party already had the ability to cause trouble, and it was still in the hospital where his wife was. Zhou Ze now found it a little difficult to convince himself to stand by with peace of mind.

In the end,

He was still a softie!

Zhou Ze had read a lot of novels in the bookstore in recent months, and he hated the kind of Mary Sue protagonist the most, who had absolutely no sense of substitution, but when it came to himself, he found that he still couldn't completely let go.

Of course, there was another extremely important reason, and that was that he had just become a ghost messenger. According to the information that could be obtained from his previous conversations with Little Loli, if there was something dirty causing trouble in a ghost messenger's territory, then the ghost messenger would be implicated.

The footprints went upstairs. Zhou Ze followed the footprints all the way to the eighth floor. This was the operating room floor. After going up the stairs, Zhou Ze didn't spend much effort to find his target.

"You are a ghost messenger, I don't want to offend you, but why bother chasing after me so hard? We can completely mind our own business."

The other party's voice was a little hoarse, like an old man speaking, but the tone was a little strange, often with several syllables pronounced extremely quickly.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Ze pointed at it.

"I'm waiting for my woman to come out." The other party replied, "Superior, please go back. It's not good for anyone to tear off the mask. I can guarantee you that I won't do anything harmful, and I won't make things difficult for you.

Heaven is above, I dare not do anything recklessly."

"Your woman? Who are you waiting for?" Zhou Ze asked.

Could it be another tale of human-ghost love?

But at this moment, on the other side of the operating room corridor, the young girl who had come with his sister-in-law earlier ran out with various receipts, probably to pay the fees.

Inside,

Lying there was the pregnant woman who was about to have a miscarriage!

"You are not her husband." Zhou Ze scolded.

"The woman I fancy is my woman, and besides, she and I have a karmic relationship to continue. This is something that even God has allowed." The other party's tone was very impatient.

Zhou Ze was the one who first gave the pregnant woman an examination. Zhou Ze originally thought he had encountered another cuckolding incident. He had lamented that he himself had encountered a similar problem,

His childhood friend was already experiencing this kind of problem,

Now even going to the hospital to see a doctor he encountered this kind of problem,

It seemed that recently he would encounter this kind of green-colored things wherever he went,

He even had the urge to rename his bookstore "Green Bookstore",

To respond to the country's call to protect the environment.

But fortunately, this time it was no longer that simple dog-blood cuckolding, but it seemed more troublesome than simple cuckolding.

"Two lives lost." Zhou Ze reminded, while taking two steps forward, "If her surgery is not successful, then two lives will be lost. You still say you are not doing something harmful."

"You ghost messenger, have you eaten a bear's heart and leopard's guts!"

The other party seemed unable to hold back his anger,

And directly turned around,

It was wearing a doctor's white coat. You couldn't see anything from the back, but when you turned to the front, its terrifying and hideous image immediately appeared.

It was a monkey,

A monkey that could stand up in human form,

Most of its body was rotten beyond compare, and even its skull was missing, and it was empty inside.

"You are just a small ghost messenger at the bottom of the underworld, don't push your luck!"

"Then what exactly are you?" Zhou Ze retorted, then took a few more steps forward.

"Squeak squeak squeak!"

The monkey bared its teeth and made a low growl, then the black tail behind it suddenly stood up, then plunged into the tiles,

The next moment,

Around where Zhou Ze was standing, small black holes appeared in the ceiling, tiles, and walls,

From the small holes appeared long tails, and they began to swarm towards Zhou Ze.

These tails had an extremely fishy smell, and there were also droplets of mucus dripping down. For Zhou Ze, who has always been a clean freak, he felt like he was standing in the most concentrated area of a seafood market.

Most importantly,

This scene,

He had seen it in many movies before.

Immediately,

Zhou Ze spread his hands, his black fingernails fully grown out, and in the depths of his eyes, black light flowed.

To be honest, except for the time he slapped Bai Yingying, he hadn't really had a proper fight.

What surprised Zhou Ze a little was that

The booklet he was carrying in his pocket was starting to heat up slightly at this time, as if it was also a little impatient.

A little excited,

Also a little looking forward to it,

He had just gotten his license, just like someone who just got their driver's license always wants to try driving a car,

Zhou Ze really wanted to fight now.

However, what surprised Zhou Ze was that when his license began to heat up slightly,

The monkey, who had just been arrogant and contemptuous of him as just a small ghost messenger in the underworld, suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to him non-stop, shouting:

"Lord Judge, spare me, Lord Judge, spare me, this beast was wrong, this beast was wrong!"

For a time,

Zhou Ze, who was originally full of excitement, was a bit hung in the air, neither up nor down,