Chapter 89

In the open space of the hospital, a father and son were sitting.

"Hey, why are manhole covers round?" the old man asked.

"There are so many whys," Zheng Xiaotian replied irritably.

"Why are manhole covers round then?" the old man persisted.

"If the manhole cover was square, you'd still ask me why it's square, right?" Zheng Xiaotian glanced at the old man.

"Little brother, don't be so impatient," the old man said.

"Old man, you've already figured out that I didn't hit your leg. So, I don't have to treat you like my own grandfather, right? You can slowly bask in the sun, and I'll leave." Zheng Xiaotian stood up.

However, just as Zheng Xiaotian turned around, his wrist was grabbed by the other person.

"Little brother!" the old man looked at Zheng Xiaotian.

"What now? Are you asking for compensation for emotional distress?" Zheng Xiaotian asked.

"Little brother!" the old man said, "Can you take me back? I promise, you'll benefit. Let me describe it to you. Aren't you feeling a bit bored? The benefit is that, in that moment, you won't feel bored anymore, and you'll feel light as air."

As Zheng Xiaotian thought about it, he felt goosebumps all over his body. He thought, "This damn pervert."

"Never mind, just wave at the entrance, and Tex will come. The driver will warmly welcome you and take you back," Zheng Xiaotian waved his hand.

"Do you really not care about your blocked meridians? Although it's not a big problem, over time, it can cause various diseases. Or, did these Western doctors not tell you that your meridians are blocked? It's true, Western doctors can't see what we Chinese doctors can. Even if they could, they don't have the advanced tools like silver needles, and even if they did, they don't have the mechanical-produced true qi." The old man muttered.

Zheng Xiaotian was stunned. Blocked meridians, silver needles, true qi? These terms together made the old man seem like an old divine doctor. Why a divine doctor? Ordinary Chinese doctors, no matter how skilled, don't have true qi. With true qi, even if they are not very skilled, they can still be considered divine doctors.

"Never mind, I won't keep you. This is your choice, go ahead," the old man waved his hand.

"Actually, I just remembered, my appointment was canceled!" Zheng Xiaotian looked at the old man, "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"Sure! I'm more than welcome." The old man smiled.

Zheng Xiaotian hailed a Tex, helped the old man into the passenger seat, and put the wheelchair in the back, then got in himself.

The ride was silent!

"Sir, I've detected over ten cold weapons and two firearms. Should I activate the armor mode now?"

The butler's voice suddenly echoed in Zheng Xiaotian's mind.

"No, not now!" Zheng Xiaotian shook his head, "In the city center, if you release an air bomb, there won't be any substantial evidence. But if I activate the armor, oh man, Grandpa Party will have to chat with me. If the chat goes well, that's fine, but if not, I might end up being dissected."

"Anyway, I've warned you. If you die again, there's nothing I can do," the butler said.

Zheng Xiaotian looked back. Although the van was so low-key, he could tell at a glance that it was full of cold weapons and firearms.

On the entire highway, there were only the Tex and the van. The tracking skills were so crude that it would be a miracle if they weren't noticed.

They arrived at the edge of the development zone.

When the Tex stopped, and Zheng Xiaotian got out, and the old man was placed in the wheelchair, Zheng Xiaotian asked, "Where do you live, old man?"

Zheng Xiaotian was puzzled. Wasn't this a construction site? Where was there a place suitable for humans to live? He couldn't see it.

"Over there!" the old man pointed to the construction site.

"You live in the construction site?" Zheng Xiaotian felt he needed to clarify.

"The construction site is divided into two parts. In the center of these two parts, there's an alley. Go in, and at the end, there's a small apartment of about thirty square meters. That's my home!" the old man said.

Zheng Xiaotian finally understood.

Zheng Xiaotian escorted the old man to the apartment. He thought, even here, he couldn't activate the armor. The construction site was empty, and the cameras would capture everything clearly. If that happened, Grandpa Party would invite him for a chat.

Zheng Xiaotian escorted the old man home.

"Little brother, wait a moment, I'll get the stuff." The old man rolled his wheelchair into the room.

Clanging sounds continued.

What did Zheng Xiaotian see? At the foot of the bed, there was an inflatable doll. Then, there was a large wooden stick. What kind of setup was this? Using a large wooden stick to poke the inflatable doll? Or playing with the inflatable doll while playing with the wooden stick? It was as if there were both a man and a woman's soul in his body.

Zheng Xiaotian wondered if he had entered a wolf's den.

"Little brother, I found it. Come in!" the voice came from the room.

Then, Zheng Xiaotian heard the clanging sounds again. The inflatable doll and the stick disappeared in an instant.

Zheng Xiaotian, trembling, walked into the room.

When Zheng Xiaotian entered the room, it was very tidy and clean. There was a bed, a study table, a wardrobe, and a large box. Posters of celebrities were on the walls, and the bedspread was cute. Was this the room of an old gay man? It looked more like a little girl's room.

"This is my granddaughter's bed, don't sit on it!" the old man stopped Zheng Xiaotian, "And for the acupuncture, you need good blood flow, standing is better, sitting can affect the acupuncture."

Zheng Xiaotian understood. The old man's granddaughter was a Korean, and the old man used the inflatable doll, yes, that's it.

The old man took out a box of silver needles, opened it, and then slowly poked a silver needle into Zheng Xiaotian's chest.