After eating the ice jelly, Zhou Ze returned to the bookstore, habitually took a shower, and when he went upstairs and pushed open the bedroom door, he found Yingying changing the sheets.
The little girl was squatting by the bed, carefully tucking in the corners of the sheet, then slowly smoothing it out, doing it meticulously and thoughtfully.
Zhou Ze didn't go in either. After all, it was still early evening, and the bookstore's normal business hours were at night. He, as the boss, certainly couldn't run back to sleep first.
In ordinary stores, if the boss sleeps, the whole store suffers;
With Zhou Ze, it was a bit special. His employees were all richer than the next,
If the business didn't do well, they would still eat and drink to their heart's content, while he, the boss, would be the one suffering.
He went next door to check on Lao Xu. Lao Xu was still unconscious. After these days of recovery, he really looked like he was asleep.
If his fingernails weren't still a little uncomfortable, and he was afraid of making a mistake, Zhou Ze really wanted to prick him awake.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
All you know is sleep,
Don't you have to work anymore?
Think you're great just because you have twenty-odd apartments?
Think you can sleep in forever and not worry about food or clothing for the rest of your life just because you have twenty-odd apartments?
What if the house prices drop?
Thinking about it,
Zhou Ze shook his head,
Well,
That "what if" seems unlikely.
Walking out of the room, in the hallway, there was a large glass box with a potted plant inside.
Originally, this potted plant was in Lao Dao's room. Before, Lao Dao shared a room with Deadpool, but later Lao Dao moved it out himself.
The reason was that when he slept at night,
Lao Dao could always hear the sound of flowers blooming.
If it were just once, the experience could be considered beautiful. A scholar could even write poems and lyrics about it;
But according to Lao Dao, this thing bloomed all night, opening and closing, closing and then opening again, like someone holding countless pieces of paper and tearing them in front of you.
Any beautiful thing, once you experience it too much, you won't find it interesting anymore.
At night, the potted plant was placed in the hallway, and during the day, it was placed on the balcony of the second-floor room so it could get plenty of sunlight.
After that night, Zhou Ze initially thought that Deadpool would slowly wiggle his remaining body and then slowly recover. Now it seemed he had thought too simply. The bottom of the large glass box was almost a puddle of sticky mud, and several large lotus leaves and a fist-sized flower bud had grown to the height of the glass box.
It won't,
It really won't grow back, will it?
Zhou Ze wasn't sure either. Who told Little Monkey to plant seeds in it for no reason?
Picking up the glucose nearby, Zhou Ze poured some more into the glass box. The flower bud actually swayed at Zhou Ze, as if thanking and pleasing him.
"Heh."
Zhou Ze's mouth revealed a smile,
Reaching out, he touched the flower bud.
The flower suddenly bloomed,
Revealing petals full of barbs inside.
When Zhou Ze reached out, it opened first, then quickly closed, as if trying to bite off Zhou Ze's hand.
Zhou Ze didn't dodge, letting the flower envelop his palm.
Immediately afterwards,
The stinging sensation didn't come. Instead, his palm, especially his fingertips, felt like they were being wrapped in a warm current, which was very comfortable.
After about a few minutes, the petals opened again,
Zhou Ze retrieved his hand and found that his hand was covered in sticky white liquid, emitting a fragrant aroma. The little finger where the nail had broken was now itchy, a sign that flesh was growing back.
Reaching out, he patted the lotus leaf, as if to thank it.
Zhou Ze looked at his hand and turned to walk downstairs. Although Boss Zhou was a clean freak, he knew that the liquid on his hand couldn't be wiped off now.
A mosquito flew past the stairwell,
As it approached the glass box,
The flower bud suddenly grew two meters, darted up, opened its petals, and swallowed the mosquito into its "mouth," then shrank back.
…………
"Boss, it's settled. We'll go to his house in three days,"
Lao Dao came to report to Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze nodded. Lao Dao had asked for his opinion, and Zhou Ze had agreed before.
"Boss, what exactly is going on with that handprint on that guy's back?"
"Maybe he encountered a ghost on the road and was patted on the shoulder by the ghost asking for directions."
"Is it a big problem?"
"It's just a ghost print. There's no sign of him being haunted, and he looks pretty normal. It shouldn't be a big problem.
In this world, very few people are actually harmed by ghosts, but many people accidentally bump into them. However, the latter are basically fine. After all, ghosts that can harm people are a minority within a minority."
"I hope he's okay. He's such a good young man."
Although the young city management officer's repeated "jokes" had scared Lao Dao several times, his starting point and heart were indeed good.
"I've noticed that you've become a bit more altruistic lately," Zhou Ze said with a smile.
To ask him to go to a stranger's house to perform a ritual,
Although human kindness can't be clearly priced, no one can deny its value.
"My mentality is different now. I'll help whoever I can, just consider it accumulating merit for myself."
"That kind of thinking is dangerous. Usually, people only have that kind of emotional shift when they're about to die."
Zhou Ze reached out and patted Lao Dao's shoulder.
Lao Dao shivered in fright.
"Boss, don't scare me like that, okay?"
"It's okay, don't be nervous. Anyway, when you die and go to hell, it'll be like returning to your own home. I promise to make sure you have a comfortable send-off."
"This…………"
Lao Dao didn't know whether he should say thank you or not.
"Bang!"
A loud thud came from outside the bookstore.
Zhou Ze turned around and saw that a bus had driven onto the sidewalk outside. A fire hydrant had also been cracked and was spraying water outwards. There were also screams coming from across the street.
"An accident?" Lao Dao said.
"Let's go take a look."
Walking out of the bookstore, Zhou Ze immediately saw a girl lying on the side of the road. She was lying on the ground with several bleeding wounds. There were also several injured people sitting on the ground nearby.
The bus driver had already gotten out of the car and was frantically making calls, looking very anxious.
Out of a doctor's instinct from his previous life, Zhou Ze took the initiative to walk over. The first person he checked was the girl lying on the ground, who was almost semi-conscious, because her injuries looked the most serious.
There were obvious injuries to her head, chest, and thighs. The gash on her head was relatively large, and she was suspected of having broken bones.
"Boss, is everything okay?" Lao Dao followed.
"Get the car, take her to the hospital," Zhou Ze said.
"Oh, okay."
Zhou Ze looked up. There were cameras here. The incident should have been recorded.
Lao Dao drove the newly repaired Nissan over. Zhou Ze put the girl in the car, and Lao Dao drove.
Zhou Ze had previously said that he would take another driving test with Lao Dao. Lao Dao went and took it, but Zhou Ze didn't.
"Which hospital are we going to?" Lao Dao asked.
"The nearest one."
Lao Dao drove to a private hospital,
Yes,
That's right,
It was the Lin family's hospital.
Zhou Ze didn't contact Director Lin. After the car entered the hospital's emergency building, he shouted a few times, and nurses and doctors quickly came out with a stretcher to push the girl into the emergency room.
After doing all this, Zhou Ze and Lao Dao squatted by the flower bed at the entrance and smoked. After about two hours, the sound of high heels rang out, followed by a very familiar scent of perfume.
"Did you send the person here?" Doctor Lin asked.
Zhou Ze nodded.
"Did you hit her?"
"There was a car accident in front of our store. The bus was the one that caused it. We were just doing a good deed," Lao Dao quickly explained.
"Open rib fracture, hemopneumothorax, ruptured spleen. Several of our departments consulted together. After diagnosis, she was sent directly to the operating room. The surgery just ended and was very successful. The girl is out of danger."
"The medical bills, do you need us to pay them in advance?" Lao Dao asked.
Going to the hospital costs money. Lao Dao had always understood this principle.
Zhou Ze shook his head.
Lao Dao nodded, thinking that his own hospital was really great!
Lin Wanqiu smiled. "Since the bus was the one that caused the accident, all medical expenses will be paid by them. The victim doesn't have to pay a single cent.
Of course, when we encounter this kind of situation, we implement zero-fee registration and urgently approve various examinations, tests, and medications. Treatment first, payment later, to ensure the fastest possible treatment.
After all, human life is of paramount importance."
At this time, a motorcycle drove up to the hospital, bypassing the guard booth and driving directly to the emergency building. A middle-aged man wearing a T-shirt jumped off.
"Is my sister inside?" the man asked.
Zhou Ze recognized the voice. He was the one he had called on the girl's phone in the car. Well, the girl's phone was fingerprint-locked, so he just used her finger to open it.
"The surgery was successful. Your sister is out of danger," Zhou Ze explained.
The other party glanced at Zhou Ze and ran into the hospital.
"Tch, he didn't even say thank you," Lao Dao said dissatisfied.
"Don't complain. Don't you get the same treatment when you sponsor those impoverished students?"
"…………" Lao Dao.
"Let's go. You're busy."
Zhou Ze said goodbye to Doctor Lin, got back into the car, and Lao Dao drove. The two of them returned to the bookstore together.
The bookstore stayed open until three in the morning. Business was bad tonight. No ghosts came, so Zhou Ze went upstairs to sleep with Yingying.
The next day, when Zhou Ze woke up at ten o'clock and went downstairs to go to the bathroom to wash up,
Lao Dao, who had already gotten up and cleaned up and was sitting at the bar drinking tea, suddenly held up his phone and shouted to Zhou Ze:
"Boss, take a look at this WeChat Moments post."
As he spoke, Lao Dao walked over and proactively handed the phone to Zhou Ze.
"Love Donation: <
Tongcheng Route 11 bus, tragic accident, young girl severely injured, impoverished family, urgently needs life-saving money!"
"Huh?" Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment and asked, "The accident from yesterday?"
"Yeah, it's the girl we sent to the hospital, there are photos of her, the hospital address, and the room number, all the same.
The poster is the girl's brother.
Her brother wrote: A CT scan costs 30,000, and the family barely managed to scrape together 20,000, but the hospital won't even do it;
The hospital only cares about money and not people. Now his sister urgently needs surgery to save her life,
And the medical expenses require a million, hoping everyone will help his sister,
Save his sister!"