Chapter 4

When Mo Zhitao answered the call, Vice President Chen Dachao's furious voice came through the phone, "Mo Zhitao, I warn you, you haven't come to work for several days. If you don't come today, we will report to the personnel department to stop your salary and fire you."

"President Chen, I'm sick. I'll go back right now," Mo Zhitao hurriedly said.

"Damn it, unless you have AIDS, get back here immediately," Chen Dachao hung up. There were only two months left before the hospital's personnel reform, and they would wait until then to fire Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao, with a heavy heart, took a taxi to the hospital. He only had one hundred yuan in his wallet, and his salary would be paid at the end of the month. He didn't know how he would make it to the end of the month. He had to get through this first; if he lost his job and had no money, he wouldn't be able to take revenge.

When Mo Zhitao arrived at the hospital, the staff meeting was already in progress. When he forcefully pushed open the door, President Lin Xiaoyong was enthusiastically speaking.

With a loud "Bang!" Lin Xiaoyong immediately jumped up, and the cup on the table was knocked over, spilling scalding hot water onto his crotch.

"Ah, it hurts so much!" Lin Xiaoyong felt a burning pain in a certain area.

In a flash, Vice President Chen Dachao half-squatted and kept wiping Lin Xiaoyong's crotch, saying, "President, it's fine, it won't hurt in a while."

"Wow..." The hundreds of hospital staff who saw the vice president touching the president's crotch drew in a sharp breath. If they could do this in front of everyone, what would they do if no one was watching? Were they good comrades of the revolution?

"Chen Dachao, let go of your hand," Lin Xiaoyong trembled with anger, as Chen Dachao kept touching him in front of the entire staff meeting, which was unbearable.

"Yes, President!" Chen Dachao smiled obsequiously.

Lin Xiaoyong turned to look at Mo Zhitao, the culprit, and said angrily, "Mo Zhitao, you're in trouble. You haven't come to work for several days, and I will deduct all your bonuses for this month."

Mo Zhitao had always treated money like dirt, and even his current salary wasn't enough for a meal.

Deduct it if you want; with my skills as a TCM graduate, can't I earn money myself? Mo Zhitao showed no concern, didn't speak, and just walked to the back of the meeting room and sat down.

Seeing that Mo Zhitao ignored him, Lin Xiaoyong trembled with even more anger.

"President, don't be angry. I'll find a chance to deal with him severely," Chen Dachao said softly.

"Uh-huh." Lin Xiaoyong nodded in satisfaction. He was very pleased with Chen Dachao, his loyal lackey, who would definitely get rid of Mo Zhitao.

Anyone who disrespected him would have no way out.

When Mo Zhitao sat down in the back, a female nurse in the row behind him quickly moved three seats to the right. She only sat down after confirming that Mo Zhitao couldn't reach her.

This female nurse was named Yu Meijing, with a delicate and straight nose, plump and inviting lips, and a face as smooth as the moon. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her skin was as white as jade, making her an especially charming beauty.

Because of this, Mo Zhitao had once tried to touch her breasts while taking her medical records, but she was alert and he didn't succeed.

Sigh, why was his previous self so much of a thug? He might have been influenced by his previous self, making him also feel attracted to beautiful women now.

Yu Meijing placed her hands on her ample breasts, as if afraid that Mo Zhitao would reach out and touch her.

However, the shape of her breasts under her hands was so beautiful that Mo Zhitao also wanted to reach out and touch them.

The meeting ended quickly. Before leaving, Lin Xiaoyong gave Mo Zhitao a fierce glare. After returning to his office, Lin Xiaoyong called someone on the phone. Soon, a woman in hospital attire walked in.

"President, you called me?" the woman asked, looking at Lin Xiaoyong.

"Yes, I was scalded by hot water this morning. Check if I'm injured and if my function is still there," Lin Xiaoyong said with a lecherous smile.

The woman, Shen Shiliu, was a doctor at the hospital and had been involved with him for a while. However, he hadn't neglected her; she was now the deputy director of a department.

Shen Shiliu locked the door, then took off Lin Xiaoyong's pants to "check" if he was scalded. She was very dedicated, using her mouth to check. Soon, Lin Xiaoyong became excited, and they fell onto the leather sofa, engaging in further activities, with moans and gasps intertwining...

Lin Xiaoyong, satisfied, stood up and pulled up his pants, "Hmph, if I can't do it, I'll kill Mo Zhitao today."

Lin Xiaoyong was full of murderous intent. That annoying guy, he would make Mo Zhitao work for a month without pay before firing him. He would have Chen Dachao report to the health bureau at the end of the month to fire Mo Zhitao.

"Ai..." Shen Shiliu felt a bit sorry. That young man was so handsome, and he would end up like this.

After work, Mo Zhitao walked to the bus stop at the hospital entrance.

The bus arrived after a short wait. Mo Zhitao got on the bus, and there weren't many people inside. He sat in the last row.

His residence was near the outskirts, so the ride was long. He might as well sit in the back and enjoy the night view.

At the next stop, a few people got off, leaving only him and a man and a woman in front. They seemed to be a couple, whispering to each other, looking very intimate.

Mo Zhitao, who was looking at the scenery, heard something strange from the front, like moans. He quickly turned his head and saw that the couple in front was kissing.

Damn, even if they couldn't afford a hotel room, they could find a tree to lean against and be intimate. It was dark now, and no one would see them if they did it in the open.

The man seemed to be losing control. While kissing the woman, his left hand had already slipped into her shirt, grabbing something. From the way he was grabbing, it seemed he had found something soft and was grabbing it desperately. If it were a hedgehog, he wouldn't be so enthusiastic.

"Uh..." The woman moaned again, seemingly enjoying it, her body trembling slightly. Fortunately, her mouth was covered by the man, or she might have screamed.

The couple was right in front of Mo Zhitao, and their actions naturally caused a strong reaction in him.

Mo Zhitao had seen people in movies, but that was just a movie. This was a live performance, which was on a completely different level.

With each touch and release, the woman would moan, which was incredibly arousing.

Mo Zhitao felt his blood boiling. He wished he were the man, personally touching that woman.

"God, I'm going to die, I'm going to die!" Mo Zhitao touched his nose, relieved that he hadn't started bleeding.

The man, not satisfied, even put his hand inside the woman's skirt, moving it frantically. The woman made a few symbolic movements, but it was unclear whether she was resisting or welcoming. Either way, it made one think of all sorts of things.

Seeing the enticing scene in front of him, Mo Zhitao opened his eyes wide, fantasizing that he was the man and Yu Meijing was the woman, his hand inside her, touching and squeezing. God, this was so exciting! Mo Zhitao's memory and Cheng Zhifeng's memory were intertwined, and sometimes he didn't know which person he was.

"Screech!"

The bus stopped, and the driver called out, "Jingtao Road, are you getting off?"

At this moment, the couple had stopped. The woman turned and saw Mo Zhitao staring at them, and angrily shouted, "Pervert, what are you looking at? If you like it so much, go home and look at your mom. Be careful you don't get pinkeye."

"Ah!" Mo Zhitao was startled. If the woman were more attractive, it would be better, but she looked like a dinosaur, with a large mouth. He had actually been fantasizing about her. Ugh, he must be blind.

When the couple was kissing earlier, Mo Zhitao couldn't see their faces. Now, seeing her nose and mouth, he was afraid he would have nightmares tonight.

The man, seemingly afraid of trouble, quickly pulled the woman off the bus, and the bus continued.

"Jingtao Road, ah, I've missed my stop. Driver, stop, I've missed my stop, stop the bus quickly," Mo Zhitao shouted desperately.

He should have gotten off at the previous stop, but now he was in the suburbs.

"The next stop hasn't arrived yet. Wait for the next stop to get off," the driver said, not looking back, focused on driving.

"Driver, no, the next stop is too far from my home. I'm the only one, please stop the bus," Mo Zhitao pleaded. The next stop would waste his time and money.

The driver glanced back, saying, "Hmph, don't think I'm stupid. The bus company has rules that we can't stop to pick up or drop off passengers before the stop. If I get caught, I'll be fined two thousand. You should have gotten off when I called. Now you're asking me to stop. Do you think I don't know you're doing this on purpose? It's popular to set traps, and I think you're one of those people."

Mo Zhitao tried to explain to the driver, but the driver wouldn't stop. It wasn't until the next stop, Forest Park, that the driver finally stopped.

With no choice, Mo Zhitao got off the bus, stomping his feet in anger. He hurried to the opposite bus stop to wait for a bus home.

Just as Mo Zhitao ran to the opposite bus stop, he saw a wind starting to blow in the nearby woods, and it seemed to be turning into a tornado.

No way? A tornado? How could there be a tornado here? Mo Zhitao was puzzled.

"Tornado, if you have the power, pick me up and take me home," Mo Zhitao shouted at the tornado.

Earlier, when he got off the bus, the driver called him crazy. Damn, who had he offended today? Was he cursed again?

As Mo Zhitao was cursing the tornado, the tornado seemed to understand him and started to swirl towards him, getting faster and bigger.

"No way, it's listening to me?" Mo Zhitao was scared and immediately turned to run as fast as he could. At that moment, he wished his parents had given him a hundred legs, no, a thousand legs.

"Help! I still need to find the murderer, I still need to take revenge!" Mo Zhitao couldn't run as fast as the tornado. Soon, he was caught in the tornado, slowly lifted into the sky, and then he and the tornado strangely disappeared.