Chapter 1 A Sigh

Huff…

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhou Ze vigorously scratched his still-damp hair with one hand.

Along the way,

he had been particularly careful to avoid a series of potential "accidents."

Who knew,

the real accident,

had been neatly waiting for him in his hospital room all along.

"Touché."

Zhou Ze really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He really wanted to ask "Captain Dragonfly,"

if what they were doing counted as a violation.

Although it seemed like ordinary people could also have similar talents to achieve this, this move felt like it was skirting the edge.

Old man, woman, child,

the three people who had just been lying on the hospital bed,

disappeared after Zhou Ze approached.

But Zhou Ze knew,

they were still in this hospital room.

Zhou Ze got into bed,

and soon,

a clear chill assaulted him,

and he could even feel a small hand wandering on his thigh.

"Stop it, be good."

Boss Zhou closed his eyes, not bothering to pay them any attention.

Although he was now in "mortal" mode, his mentality was still different from that of a mortal. These things might scare a truly ordinary person into crying and howling, or even drive them to mental breakdown and madness, but for Boss Zhou, there was nothing surprising about it.

It's just that,

lying there, he soon found it hard to stay still,

it wasn't just one hand wandering over him anymore,

but several more hands,

some were smooth, others were rough.

Zhou Ze opened his eyes and sat up in bed.

At the foot of the bed, the old man in the hospital gown was squatting, staring at him with a meaningful expression.

And looking at his extremely rough hands,

it all just gave off a cheap vibe.

Yes, when these things lost their "mystique" in front of you, they really just devolved into clowns.

But having three clowns fondling you all over,

was really annoying.

Zhou Ze got out of bed, opened the closet, and felt around the old Taoist's clothes, but found no talismans.

He couldn't get into the ICU right now, nor could he go and feel around to see if the old Taoist still had any personal belongings on him.

He looked at the hospital room door,

but Zhou Ze still ruled out the idea of leaving the room.

Truth be told,

in the hospital room, he would at most be harassed by these three guys; it would be great if they could even pull off something like a bewitchment.

But if he really left the hospital room and wandered around this hospital, other real accidents might occur.

After thinking it over,

Zhou Ze went back to bed,

Fine then,

consider it a massage,

I'll lie down,

you guys continue,

and add another hour.

This quiet harmony lasted for about half an hour.

During this time, Zhou Ze even turned over, switching from side A to side B.

At this moment, two nurses walked in.

"Mr. Xu, is it?"

Because Zhou Ze had switched beds, the nurse reconfirmed Zhou Ze's identity.

"This is today's IV drip."

One nurse began to prepare to give Zhou Ze an injection, while the other prepared to take Zhou Ze's temperature.

During hospitalization, getting an IV and having your temperature taken every day was considered normal.

Zhou Ze opened his eyes and deliberately picked up the IV bag that the nurse had placed on the bedside table to take a look.

He had been a doctor himself, so he knew what the effects and reactions of different medications would be.

Although the probability of getting the wrong medication was very, very small, and even if it happened, it usually wouldn't cause too much of a problem, these were extraordinary times, and Zhou Ze really didn't dare to be careless.

Sometimes, he thought that he was really letting the old Taoist down.

Throughout the entire game, the Bodhisattva had Diting helping him share the damage, while on his side, the old Taoist was shouldering both the output and the tanking.

Guilt only flowed through his heart for a moment;

caution,

was still needed.

There was nothing wrong with the IV bag, and just as the young nurse was about to give Zhou Ze the injection, she suddenly cried out "Ah!"

Then she glared at Zhou Ze.

"Hiss…"

The back of Zhou Ze's hand had been pricked by the needle.

"What's wrong?" the nurse next to her asked.

"No, nothing."

The young nurse continued the injection.

Then, her body trembled again.

But this time she endured it, and although it was a bit difficult, she still managed to insert the needle.

Trainee nurse?

Zhou Ze was a little curious.

Was she so nervous about giving an injection?

Ordinary people might think that giving injections was a difficult skill for nurses, but in reality, it wasn't. Most nurses had already practiced this as a basic skill when they were studying at school.

It was even common for roommates or close friends to practice giving each other injections.

"I'll come back to take it out later."

The other nurse placed the thermometer in Zhou Ze's armpit and said, before leaving with the young nurse.

As they walked, she kept asking the young nurse what had just happened, but the young nurse just didn't answer.

After the nurses left,

Zhou Ze saw the old man poking his head out from under the bed.

God knows when he had gotten there.

The old man inexplicably spread out his palms, looked at his hands, and then looked at Zhou Ze.

In an instant,

Zhou Ze understood everything.

"Heh…"

He stretched out his foot,

and kicked the old man.

Of course, this was just a feigned kick.

After all, he wasn't human, and you couldn't kick his physical form.

But looking at the old man's puzzled expression,

Zhou Ze laughed and scolded:

"This world judges by appearances, don't you understand?"

The old man seemed to be angry, probably stimulated by the reality of society, his face stretched out long, making a terrifying expression.

Zhou Ze picked up an apple from the side, which had been washed earlier when the old Taoist was still around.

He took a bite of the apple,

and let the old man put on his show.

Perhaps he had been looking at it for too long, and had long gotten used to it, he didn't think this face was that handsome anymore.

At the same time, he looked out the window;

the sky,

was about to turn dark again.

He didn't know when the outcome of this game would be decided.

Alas,

another sleepless night.

Zhou Ze didn't eat dinner,

and directly closed his eyes and began to meditate.

However, the tree desires tranquility, but the wind does not cease.

When night fell, it seemed that these three became active again.

Before, they were just touching and grabbing, suddenly popping out from under the bed, suddenly falling from the ceiling, suddenly popping their heads out from under your blanket,

to scare you,

or touch and grab, fondling you all over,

but now,

the TV started flickering with static,

the fluorescent lights started flickering non-stop,

and the door started creaking.

Even the toilet in the bathroom,

started flushing automatically from time to time.

Boss Zhou's meditation skills weren't very good to begin with, after all, he wasn't like Lawyer An. Even after Lawyer An had a little boy, he still had to stay alone most of the time because the little boy was in love.

Zhou Ze had always been sleeping with Yingying in his arms, just like the same rice bran, if you let a starving person eat it, they would definitely find it delicious, but if you let a fat, rich person eat it, it would really be hard to swallow.

Especially when these babies were so restless.

After trying several times and failing to enter a meditative state,

Zhou Ze simply gave up,

opened his eyes,

and looked at the woman beside the bed and said:

"Can you sing?"

The woman was stunned.

"Cantonese opera, Peking opera, children's plays? Kunqu opera is also fine. If you really can't, pop songs? 'Tian Mi Mi'?"

The woman was still dumbfounded.

"You don't have any talent at all, how dare you come out as a ghost?"

"…" The woman.

Outside, a clap of thunder suddenly sounded.

A thunderstorm was coming.

The three in the hospital room all curled up together, covering their heads.

Thunder,

is the bane of all evil!

After the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain quickly fell.

It was summer, so a thunderstorm was nothing unusual, but for some reason, Zhou Ze suddenly felt panicked.

He got out of bed, looked at the flashing lightning outside the window, and a sense of oppression almost stifled his heartbeat.

"Boom!"

Another clap of thunder,

this time,

it seemed particularly close,

as if it was ringing right next door.

And then,

an even more terrifying scene appeared,

a ball of ghostly green light actually appeared outside the window,

and entered through the crack in the window that had been left open.

This wasn't a monster, nor was it an illusion,

although it looked very magical and sci-fi,

it was actually something that really existed in nature.

However,

generally speaking,

this phenomenon only occasionally appeared in high-altitude mountain areas, and was rarely seen in low-altitude areas.

But now it appeared,

it had already floated into your room,

it was already approaching,

the three brothers curled up in the corner were already melting, black smoke was coming out of their bodies. In the face of this extremely yang ball of lightning, they no longer even had the need to exist.

Zhou Ze stood there,

not choosing to run away directly,

because he had a feeling,

that inside this ball of lightning,

there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him,

like a rabid wolfhound.

Once you started running, it would immediately catch up to you, bite you, and grind you into dust!

Zhou Ze slowed his breathing,

silently staring at it.

Then,

he began to move his feet backward in small steps,

and the lightning ball actually followed forward, moving in the same way.

Zhou Ze slowly bent down,

and the lightning ball also began to slowly descend,

like a hunter toying with its prey.

As for who was the hunter and who was the prey at this moment, it was obvious at a glance.

Sweat,

was already dripping from his forehead,

Zhou Ze pursed his lips,

his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings.

When he was a doctor in his previous life, Zhou Ze had indeed treated a person who had been struck by lightning.

But that was just going through the motions, the person was already dead when they were sent over.

Seeing that Zhou Ze wasn't moving,

the lightning ball began to actively approach Zhou Ze,

Zhou Ze continued to remain motionless,

the lightning ball simply floated in front of Zhou Ze,

less than a centimeter away from Zhou Ze's face.

This wasn't a ball of fire, you couldn't feel the heat;

nor was it a ball of light, even though it was right in front of you, you didn't find it too dazzling.

Zhou Ze swallowed subconsciously,

facing the approaching ball of electricity,

and slowly opened his mouth to say:

"Can we, can we talk?"

"Bang!"

It exploded!

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