“Huff…”

Lawyer An yawned,

red wine glass in hand,

gently swirling it.

Yes, it had been two days, and they were still in this hotel.

The sea view was beautiful, but after seeing it for so long, it wasn't that interesting anymore. Besides, you could only look at it. During this time, Lawyer An really didn't dare to indulge himself.

Although the old Daoist had sent an emoji indicating that he and the boss were safe,

the fact that they couldn't be contacted afterward proved that the real alarm hadn't been lifted.

"I got some desserts, want some?" Liu Chuyu walked over with a plate of sweets.

Lawyer An nodded, took an egg tart, and took a bite.

At this moment, the room door was pushed open, and the little boy walked in.

Lawyer An noticed that the little boy was carrying a bag, an exquisite bag with the logo of the jewelry store diagonally opposite the hotel.

"Click!"

Lawyer An snapped his fingers,

pointing to the bag the little boy was carrying.

The little boy glanced at Lawyer An and still walked over with the bag.

"Where did you get the money?"

Lawyer An's first question was this.

The difference between the little boy and Yingying was that Yingying had a lot of burial items left to her by Madam Bai, so she could afford to raise Little White...

Oh no,

so she could afford to raise the boss.

The little boy used to be quite rich, but his lair was blown up at the time, and he didn't bring anything out;

in addition, working in the bookstore didn't pay a salary;

he even had to occasionally subsidize the bookstore's water and electricity bills and so on.

The little boy didn't answer, seemingly too lazy to answer.

"Alright, if you don't want to say, then don't. Anyway, you know the rules of the bookstore, no stealing or robbing. As for the rest, if you can find a way to make money, our boss will even draw a little red flower for you to encourage you.

Come on, let us bumpkins feast our eyes and see what's inside."

Lawyer An opened the bag, which contained two jewelry boxes.

Opening the top one, there was a jade bracelet inside, and opening the bottom one, there was a jade pendant.

Lawyer An reached out and picked up the jade bracelet,

holding it up to the sunlight,

"Very smooth, the color is very beautiful." Liu Chuyu praised from the side.

Lawyer An rolled his eyes at Liu Chuyu, making a "hmph" sound through his nose,

and said:

"Who are you planning to give these to?"

"The jade bracelet is for her mother, and the jade pendant is for her."

"That's not bad, jade can nourish people." Liu Chuyu continued to oB.

"Good jade can indeed nourish people, but this jade, well, forget it."

Lawyer An directly threw the jade bracelet he had just been holding back into the box.

"What's wrong?"

The little boy asked.

"Wearing this thing is not good for your health, heh heh, like those scumbags cheating little girls, buying a high imitation Lv, and then having someone open a fake invoice receipt in Hong Kong and express it back, directly tricking them into bed."

"This trick is good, have you used it?" Liu Chuyu asked.

"Bullshit, I give real bags, after all, my skills are there, and I'd be embarrassed to fool people with a fake bag after they've worked hard all day."

The little boy picked up the jade bracelet. He didn't care about real or fake bags, nor did he care about hard work. He only cared about the bracelet he bought.

"What's wrong exactly?"

"This is fake."

"Fake?" The little boy frowned slightly, and said, "I didn't see that it was fake, this should be real."

After all, the little boy was also hundreds of years old. Although he had been hiding underground all his life, he still had basic knowledge.

"That one of yours is outdated. Jade, well, it's actually just that, um, but the jade in your hand is indeed not fake."

"What's the problem?" The little boy continued to ask.

You clearly said it was fake just now, but now you're saying it's real.

"Actually, there were similar methods in the early years, but now the chemical industry is developing so rapidly that the technology has been updated, and it's no longer a difficult task or a unique skill.

This jade, the material is definitely real, but the quality is very poor.

But it is indeed jade, but it was later processed, boiled with strong acid and alkali, and then slowly baked out, and it became the high-quality material in your hand.

It probably won't fade within ten years, and it can fool people into treating it as a family heirloom.

But this thing is ultimately processed after the fact, and wearing it on the body will only do harm and no good."

"So, this is indeed fake?"

"Fake." Lawyer An said firmly.

"Pa!"

The jade bracelet turned into dust in the little boy's palm.

"Life is better now, there's jade everywhere, you can buy it anywhere, but you have to know that jade is a non-renewable resource, how can there suddenly be jade everywhere now?

Basically, those jade dealers will also hold meetings from time to time to exchange new techniques and analyze the psychology of customers, hehe."

"Yo, class time? An Buqi is bragging again."

Old Zhang poked his head out from the balcony of the next room, looking over here.

The two had almost fought over the matter of whether or not to sacrifice Old Zhang a while ago. Although they didn't really fight, it was still unavoidable to bicker a few words when they met.

"Bragging my ass, the most famous jade shop in Guangzhou during the Republic of China was opened by my family!"

"It was opened by your dad, you prodigal son, you good-for-nothing!"

"What's wrong, you're just jealous, you're just destined to be a soldier!"

The little boy ignored the quarrel between Lawyer An and Old Zhang, silently got up, and prepared to leave.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The little boy turned his head back, "What do you think?"

"Is it that store downstairs? Alright, don't go, it's a critical period, be safe and sound for me. I'll go down and take a trip for you later. In general, jewelry stores can't all sell fakes, there must be a few good town treasures, I'll sneak a few back for you."

The little boy thought for a while, and finally nodded, sitting down by the bed.

"Hey, I say, An Buqi, how much longer do we have to wait?" Old Zhang asked impatiently.

He still had a job in the underworld to do.

Lawyer An pointed to the cloudless sky above his head,

and said:

"Wait for the weather to clear up."

…………

Nowadays, for many people, wearing a mask seems to have become a habit.

It's just that entering the ward and still not taking off the mask, just sitting there like that, really does seem a bit strange.

Generally speaking, only people with certain diseases will always pay attention to wearing masks in public.

After the masked youth came in,

the old Daoist stopped talking,

because he didn't know why, but ever since the other party came in, it seemed like the air in the entire ward had fallen into some kind of silence.

Previously, the old Daoist could still order the fellow patient with an air of authority,

draw a gun,

raise a gun,

aim,

fire,

holster the gun,

but now he didn't even want to say a word.

Since the old Daoist wasn't talking, Boss Zhou naturally wouldn't be bored enough to chat with someone.

In fact,

Boss Zhou wasn't in a good mood right now,

couldn't eat well, couldn't sleep well,

the injuries on his body still hurt,

it would be a real ghost if he was in a good mood.

But what was even stranger was that,

it was one thing for Zhou Ze and the old Daoist not to speak,

but after the masked youth sat down,

even he and his injured family member,

didn't say a word either.

One sitting,

one lying down.

This oppressive atmosphere

continued until the sky darkened,

when a family of three pushed open the ward door.

The parents and child all knelt down in front of the hospital bed, saying words of gratitude.

They were indeed excited enough, and indeed grateful enough,

a child,

sometimes really represents the joys and sorrows of a family or even two families.

However,

a somewhat embarrassing scene appeared for everyone.

The lifesaver lying on the bed just looked at them like that, without saying a word.

This could be understood as the benefactor being injured, having just had surgery, not fully recovered, and not convenient to speak or move.

But the youth accompanying the benefactor in the bed,

was also sitting there,

looking at them very calmly.

As if watching their performance...

And didn't say to immediately run up, help them up, and tell them not to kneel anymore.

Don't kneel, don't kneel;

Must kneel, must kneel!

This is all we should do, should do.

Must kneel, we are grateful to you.

Get up quickly, get up quickly.

No, we want to express our gratitude, let the child kowtow to the benefactor.

Get up quickly, we'll be angry if you don't get up.

Okay, I'll get up.

When these steps are skipped,

the atmosphere

became a little strange.

This family of three was sincerely coming to express their gratitude, and brought supplements and red envelopes. After all, although the hospital said that the benefactor's surgery and hospitalization fees were all waived, the parents definitely couldn't forget things like lost wages and nutrition fees.

But,

when do we get up?

"Hehe............"

Zhou Ze covered the lower half of his face with the quilt, unable to help but laugh.

He inadvertently pulled at his wound,

and sucked in a few breaths from the pain,

but still wanted to laugh.

Finally,

the family of three, whose legs were going numb from kneeling, got up on their own.

"Benefactor, rest well, we'll come see you again."

Gifts and red envelopes were placed next to the benefactor's bed.

The benefactor didn't refuse,

didn't decline,

the family member didn't refuse,

didn't decline,

that I don't want it,

we must give it,

we really don't want it,

this is just a token of our appreciation, we must give it;

um,

this link was also skipped.

The family of three left the ward,

standing at the door of the ward,

the parents looked at each other,

always feeling that

coming to express their gratitude had a feeling of being "unfulfilled", as if something was missing,

this heart, ah,

always felt empty.

In Zhou Ze's view, the fellow patient and his family member next door should both be similar to Qing's personality, not good at communicating, but their hearts should be good.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to do something righteous and courageous, would they?

At this moment,

the man lying on the bed felt a sense of need coming from his crotch again.

Ordinary people do experience a strong urge to excrete and a higher frequency than usual when they are sick or seriously injured.

The man first turned his head to look at the masked youth sitting in the chair next to his bed,

his lips immediately trembled,

and finally,

he could only look at the old Daoist in the bed next door.

The old Daoist was watching TV.

The man "cough...cough..."

The old Daoist didn't hear him.

"Cough cough............cough cough............"

The old Daoist heard him,

and looked at the man with some confusion.

The man took a deep breath,

his face began to turn red, as if warming up,

but he still made up his mind,

his lips curled into a small "o" shape,

"Pee pee............pee pee............"