Chapter 105 Deeply Impoverished

The car drove back to the bookstore. As Lawyer An prepared to help Zhou Ze out, Zhou Ze gripped the door handle tightly, his eyes fixed on the pen that had rolled onto the floor due to the car's rocking.

Lawyer An was shocked.

He remembered chatting with the old Taoist.

The old Taoist had said that his boss was sometimes a bit greedy.

But this wasn't just greedy,

This was practically driven mad by poverty!

So poor that he had to sneak into a prison in the middle of the night to steal an old pen.

Even in his current state, he was still fixated on that pen, refusing to let go.

"Be good, we'll leave it. I'll buy you a Parker gold pen tomorrow."

But Zhou Ze still wouldn't let go.

"Alright then."

Lawyer An bent down, picked up the pen, put it in Zhou Ze's pocket, and even zipped up the pocket for him.

Only then did Zhou Ze let go.

The exertion had almost made him faint.

Lawyer An recalled a story his inspector had told him back when he was on duty.

It was about the late Qing Dynasty,

When the inspector, who was still a ghost guard at the time, went to hook a person's soul to hell, but the old man just wouldn't die.

It was almost past the time on the Book of Life and Death,

But if the person wouldn't die, the ghost guard couldn't just strangle a living person, right?

The old man was lying in bed at the time, on his deathbed, refusing to close his eyes, stubbornly holding on.

His family all thought he had some unfinished business, something he couldn't let go of and needed to explain,

They asked him one by one,

In the end,

It was the master's concubine who came over and blew out an extra lamp,

And only then did the old man close his eyes and die contentedly.

The reason was that having an extra lamp lit,

Wasted lamp oil.

In Lawyer An's opinion,

Zhou Ze and that old man,

Were cut from the same cloth.

Zhou Ze was carried into the bookstore by Lawyer An.

Fortunately,

Everyone in the bookstore was used to it.

If other people's bosses were more lazy,

They would basically stay in the office,

With the secretary taking care of things, or being taken care of.

His own boss,

If you said he was lazy,

He really was lazy,

But he could always put on an incredibly dedicated act,

Walking out,

And being carried back.

People often said that criminal police were a high-risk profession,

But his own boss's injury frequency, no, his serious injury frequency, was comparable to that of a mercenary on the battlefield.

Therefore,

Faced with a boss who frequently returned seriously injured,

Everyone in the bookstore had a wealth of experience.

Bai Yingying went to make the bed, preparing a change of clothes to help Zhou Ze bathe.

The old Taoist quickly told Monkey to pee.

The little loli curled her lips, continued to sit behind the bar, watched Zhou Ze being carried into the bathroom by Bai Yingying, shook her head, and felt like a wife who had lost all hope watching her husband, who had been messing around outside all night, finally return home.

"Boss, can you still sit down?"

Inside the bathroom, Bai Yingying asked with some concern.

In the past, when helping the boss bathe, she would always arrange a small stool for the boss to sit on, and then help him wash, but this time the boss's problem was very strange, it was that kind of extremely weak feeling, but his body was bare and smooth, without any scars.

Zhou Ze shook his head,

He was dizzy,

He was short of breath,

His chest was tight,

But he still wanted to take a bath.

For a severe germaphobe, going to bed without showering while conscious was absolutely unbearable.

Bai Yingying was now in a bit of a dilemma,

The boss couldn't sit down,

Could she let the boss lie on the tiles and give him a bath?

The tiles were very cold,

Oh no,

It seemed like the boss wasn't afraid of the cold.

But the tiles were very hard,

Lying on them would be uncomfortable, definitely very uncomfortable.

Yingying remembered that "A Maid's Self-Cultivation" seemed to record content about bathing, like a bubble bath, which required an air mattress.

First, put shower gel on herself,

Then use her body to help the boss apply shower gel.

Eeeek!

So frustrating!

She forgot to buy an air mattress!

Hot water was already running in the bathroom, the heat was rolling, and Zhou Ze only felt more uncomfortable, wanting to remind Bai Yingying to quickly help him wash and take him upstairs, but then, he felt himself being picked up and placed in the bathtub.

His body was soaked in warm water, feeling much more comfortable.

Immediately after,

Another smooth and elastic body also sat in the bathtub,

And began to help him scrub his back and apply shower gel.

Even in a state of blood loss,

Even though he was very weak,

This feeling,

Was really damn comfortable.

But after only enjoying it for a while,

Zhou Ze braced himself and said:

"Yingying ah..."

"Yes, Boss, is there anything else you need?"

"Change the water in the tub, it's getting cold."

"Oh, okay, Boss."

This bath was very comfortable,

Only the water in the tub cooled down much faster than usual.

In the end, Zhou Ze was carried upstairs by Bai Yingying and into the bedroom.

After lying on the bed, Zhou Ze adjusted to the height of the pillow, and the old Taoist walked in with a bowl of soup.

"Boss, drink the soup, it's very nourishing, I've been brewing it for a long time."

"You made soup today?" Bai Yingying asked in surprise.

The old Taoist had gone out in the morning, said to be helping people in the old street, and only just returned before the boss came home.

"Come on, drink it, Boss."

The old Taoist made to help Zhou Ze up and feed him the soup.

Zhou Ze frowned and asked, "What's in the soup?"

"Nothing," the old Taoist said, puzzled.

"What's in it?"

"Nothing."

"What exactly is in it!"

"There's monkey pee..."

The old Taoist mumbled, while defending himself:

"Boss, your previous injuries were all treated with monkey pee wrapped in mud, this time you don't have any external injuries, but you look even weaker, so I think, this time internal consumption should be more effective than external application."

"Old Taoist ah..."

"Yes, here."

"How old are you this year?"

"Seventy-one."

"At such an old age, still working for me, it's not easy."

"It should be, it should be, being able to follow you, Boss, is my good fortune."

"I hope you can continue to help me for another ten years."

"No problem, no problem!"

"Then hurry up and drink the soup to nourish your body."

"..." The old Taoist.

"Boss, Boss, this is prepared for you ah."

Zhou Ze closed his eyes.

The old Taoist shrugged and prepared to leave with the soup.

But,

Just as he was about to walk out the door with the soup,

Zhou Ze suddenly said:

"Drink it."

"..." The old Taoist.

The old Taoist's face twisted into a chrysanthemum.

"Drink it."

The old Taoist nodded, touched it with his lips, and only felt his mouth full of astringency and sourness.

Seeing that Zhou Ze didn't call him again,

The old Taoist quickly took the soup bowl and went downstairs.

"Hehe, Boss, I thought you would really make him finish it all."

Bai Yingying sat on the bed, helping Zhou Ze prop up his legs.

You could say that the old Taoist was well-intentioned,

And Zhou Ze was being a bit excessive in doing so,

No, no, no,

Think about the wheelchair the old Taoist bought back then,

The last time he sat on it and drove out with a "dudu dudu" sound, his face was also a liver color.

So, sometimes what this old man is thinking in his head,

Is really hard to understand.

Just as the old Taoist went out, Xu Qinglang pushed open the door and walked in.

"What happened this time?"

As he said that,

Xu Qinglang sat on the edge of the bed and carefully examined Zhou Ze's condition,

"So weak?

How about this, I'll go out and buy some pig liver and red dates later, and make a soup to nourish you."

Zhou Ze nodded.

"Right, and."

Xu Qinglang got up, walked out, and quickly returned, carrying a gift box in his hand, took it out, and placed it on Zhou Ze's bedside table.

"Xue Er Oral Liquid?"

Bai Yingying read the words.

"Yeah, I usually drink some too." Xu Qinglang pointed at Zhou Ze, "You should drink some too."

"Isn't this for...women...to drink?"

"It's come to this, who cares about the difference between men and women."

After saying that,

Xu Qinglang gently flicked Zhou Ze on the forehead with his middle finger,

"Affected."

After saying that,

Xu Qinglang left directly, probably to go out and buy groceries.

Bai Yingying pouted and reached out to wipe the boss's forehead.

"Where's the pen?"

"Huh?"

"My pen, the fountain pen."

"Fountain pen?" Yingying was stunned for a moment, "It seems to be in the bathroom."

"Bring it."

"Okay, Boss."

Yingying immediately went downstairs,

But couldn't find it in the bathroom.

"Where's the pen, the boss's fountain pen?"

"This one?"

The little loli sitting behind the bar asked, holding an old fountain pen.

"It should be."

"I just saw it on the floor in the bathroom," the little loli said.

"That's it, the boss is waiting for it, this pen seems to be very important to the boss."

"Heh, injured like this and still asking for a pen to practice writing?

Idiot."

The little loli shook her head and continued to read her manga.

"Boss, the pen is here."

Bai Yingying quickly ran back to the bedroom and gave the pen to Zhou Ze.

This pen had actually lost its magical effect, because the real pen was suppressing that person in his body, but this one couldn't be lost either, maybe it could be used in the future.

Now, what made Zhou Ze the most at ease was that the two things that threatened him the most,

Were now sealed and stalemated against each other,

This situation,

Was very good.

Yingying continued to gently massage the boss,

Massaging and massaging,

She found that the boss had actually fallen asleep,

But even asleep,

He was still holding the pen tightly in his hand.

Yingying tried to pull the pen out, but the boss's hand gripped it tightly, Yingying had no choice but to take a blanket and cover the boss.

Then she sat down by the bed, took out her phone, and went on Taobao,

Carefully selected an extra-large air mattress,

Placed the order,

Okay,

Done.

"When the thing arrives, I can look forward to the boss coming back seriously injured next time."

Immediately after,

Yingying frowned, a little reluctant to say:

"Forget it, it's better for the boss not to be injured.

But if the boss isn't injured, he won't let me help him bathe,

If I don't help him bathe, then this air mattress won't be used.

So conflicted,

Eeeek."

After buying the things, Bai Yingying lay down next to Zhou Ze, took out her newly bought Switch from the bedside table, and started playing "Stardew Valley."

This was a very old farm management game, considered outdated by many, but for those who liked it, they never got tired of it.

Yingying planted a lot of vegetables in it,

And a big pigsty,

With three pigs inside,

Named:

Xiao Xu,

Xiao Ke,

Xiao Qiu.

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