Midnight Bookstore Chapter 75 – Tang Shi

Chapter 75: Tang s.h.i.+

“Hey, Zhou Ze, you've changed. Are you still human? You were the one who said that she killed those two people. Now, you're the one who's going to save her! Let me go with you to catch the murderer later. Let me move the murderer back with you later.”

What do you take me for!? ”

Back in the bookstore, Xu Qinglang pointed at Zhou Ze's back and mumbled.

No, it was more accurate to say that Xu Qinglang had been talking non-stop ever since they came down from the building. He looked like he was criticizing an unscrupulous husband who had been fooling around outside for the past few nights and did not even pay for his living expenses.

Bai Yingying sat behind the counter, playing with her phone. She did not dare turn on her computer to play games anymore. The power outages that came from time to time were really hard to accept.

Zhou Ze originally did not intend to bother with Xu Qinglang. He did not have the time now, but Xu Qinglang seemed to be addicted to talking. Zhou Ze turned around and pointed at his nose.

“What do I take you for? Haven't you heard of the saying that without investigation, you have no right to speak?

“I don't know her, but I know her friend. I owe that person a favor, so let me ask you, is this reason enough?”

“Those two who died…”

“Do I know the two people that died?” Zhou Ze asked. “What does it have to do with me? Am I the Saintess Zhen De or Hai Rui? Did I ask the locals to build a temple for me to wors.h.i.+p?”

I was just an unlucky person who had been knocked to death by a dumba.s.s. Then, I had somehow possessed this dumba.s.s!

I'm not a human, I'm just a ghost, so please, Boss Xu, who has more than twenty houses, stop using your universal values to demand me!

You need me to contribute? You need me to pursue truth and truth?

Then please shout when you were stabbed in the neck by the fountain pen: Fire at me!

You can't even do it yourself, and you still have the cheek to criticize others?

“I am a ghost. For a long time, I did not even have a legal ident.i.ty. Under such circ.u.mstances, you still want me to be a human, but when will everyone come and help me?”

“You…”

“What about you? Didn't you break the rules and force your parents' souls to stay behind to enjoy the family reunion?

When you're doing something like this, why don't you think about how there are so many in-laws in the world who can't receive such treatment?

I don't care if she killed anyone or not. I owe that person in Chengdu a favor, and that's enough for me to turn a blind eye!

I don't care if she's the murderer or not. She promised to get my heart back, so I'm willing to treat her!

It was that simple!

Therefore, please bring your arrogance, your self-righteousness, and your aloofness with you and scram to the next room! ”

After Zhou Ze said all these in one breath, he heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, he had been really annoyed recently, especially after what happened with Monkey.

He should not have been so nosy. In fact, he could have covered his eyes and pretended that he could not see anything. This way, he would not have to make any decisions, and his heart would not have been taken away by that old vegetable gang.

Learning from the ostrich to bury its head in the sand, pouting and swaying,

They were shouting how beautiful this world was!

How good is that?

How comfortable was that?

Xu Qinglang swallowed his saliva. Faced with Zhou Ze's counterattack, he was at a loss.

The atmosphere turned cold.

Bai Yingying watched from the side for a long time, not daring to interrupt.

Xu Qinglang pointed at Zhou Ze. There was no greater sorrow than death. It was indeed a little messy. Then, he waved his sleeves and turned to walk towards the door. However, he still stopped when he pushed open the gla.s.s door and said,

“What do you want for lunch?”

“Tomato beef with rice and strawberry juice, thank you,” Zhou Ze answered without hesitation.

“Okay.”

Xu Qinglang left to prepare dinner.

Bai Yingying stuck out her tongue and covered her nose.

Zhou Ze looked at her. “If you want to say that you smell something sour again, then the toilet is blocked again. Wash the toilet three more times.”

Bai Yingying immediately shook her head. “She's very sweet.”

At that moment, a van stopped before the bookstore.

“Move your stuff.”

Under Zhou Ze's order, Bai Yingying went out to bring in the two boxes. The van put down the things and left.

“What's inside?” Bai Yingying asked.

“Simple surgical tools.” Zhou Ze opened one of the boxes and took out a pair of gloves.

“Boss, how did you get someone to deliver it?”

“I was a doctor in my previous life.”

“Eh, and then?”

“Then, of course, I know which director smuggles medical equipment to buy his own pocket. I can call him to threaten him, and it would be easy for him to send some cheap equipment over.

“That works too?” Bai Yingying was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while to react.

“Bring the things upstairs.” Zhou Ze then walked upstairs.

The woman was lying on the straw mat on the second floor. The old Daoist priest was squatting beside her with a cigarette in his mouth. When Zhou Ze came over, the old Daoist priest said worriedly,

“Brother, do you have a plan?”

“Then you can go to the hospital and be discovered by those ghosts.”

The old Daoist priest did not speak further.

Bai Yingying carried a box in each hand and did not take it seriously at all. Sometimes, Zhou Ze felt like he had made a loss. If he had not opened a bookstore but a construction team, with Bai Yingying as his subordinate, he would have definitely made a profit. He could save on excavators and bulldozers.

After everything was ready and the equipment was disinfected, Zhou Ze started to prepare for the surgery.

“Brother, aren't you going to administer anesthesia?” the old Daoist priest reminded him.

“She doesn't need anesthesia. Her willpower is very scary.”

Zhou Ze shook his head and used a pair of scissors to cut open the wound that the woman had hastily bandaged.

These wounds could not be considered bad, but these wounds were not normal. Normal bandaging would not have any effect.

“That's true. I heard that she did not sleep for half a year and managed to survive,” the old Daoist mumbled.

Zhou Ze opened a wound on the woman's left arm and used a pair of pliers to adjust it. The woman did not react. She seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Then, Zhou Ze used a pair of pliers to take out a black feather from the wound and threw it on the metal plate held by Bai Yingying.

Thump…

The feather was very soft, but when it fell, it made a crisp sound.

“This Penniless Priest remembers that this feather should have come from a black feather duster. A guy with a pale face and black clothes chased us with this.”

“The Black Deity?” Zhou Ze asked.

“I don't know, they look alike,” the old Daoist replied.

Zhou Ze did not comment and continued to clean his wounds.

Good heavens.

I wonder how many weird things are embedded in this woman's body.

In the following period of time, Zhou Ze took out the broken talismans, the darts carved with runes, and released silver mercury water. It was as if he had opened a grocery store and had everything.

Bai Yingying and the old Daoist priest were dazzled.

During the process of treatment, although the remnants of the wound were removed one by one, to this body, it was no less than a second injury. Because of this, Zhou Ze was constantly paying attention to the woman's condition.

Finally, when Zhou Ze removed the two pieces of red gla.s.s from the wound on the woman's stomach, he noticed a thin layer of black fog rising from the woman's body, and a shadow seemed to be floating out.

Only Zhou Ze could see this scene.

This was a sign that the body was on the verge of collapse, and it was difficult to maintain the soul. From a scientific perspective, this meant that the patient was about to die.

The nails on Zhou Ze's right hand grew out, and he grabbed the black shadow, pus.h.i.+ng it back into his body.

“Mm…”

A faint voice could be heard.

“You need to hold on for a while longer. There are still a few wounds that need to be treated, and then you need to apply some medicine. After this, your body will slowly recover.”

This was the most special surgery that Zhou Ze had performed since he started his medical career. Putting aside the complexity of the patient's injuries, just the fact that he was treating the patient while suppressing the soul that was about to leave the body was enough to shock the entire medical world.

This was practically cheating. It was like playing a game on the street with countless coins to prolong your life.

Of course, Zhou Ze also knew that this was also because women's souls were strong to begin with. A normal person's soul would be fine after one round of torture, but if it came one after another, it would probably collapse.

From this perspective, this woman's tenacity was indeed terrifying.

Zhou Ze was even a little curious. Even the woman beside him was so tenacious and terrifying. That guy who stirred up trouble in Chengdu, what exactly was he like?

Birds of a feather flock together.

After settling the last wound, he applied the medicine on it and heaved a sigh of relief.

Next, she had to rely on her willpower to hold on. When her body slowly recovered, the problem should not be too big anymore.

In reality, if the old man who had stolen his heart was still around, it would be best to get some medicine from him. The wound on Zhou Ze's chest had already recovered, and not even a scar was left.

Of course, Zhou Ze sometimes wondered if the other party had really dug his heart out.

Or perhaps, he was merely caught in an illusion, but where did that pain come from?

The woman was placed on top. The old Daoist priest went to the restaurant next door to eat while Bai Yingying went to play games. Only Zhou Ze stayed behind to check on the woman.

After a few hours, Zhou Ze, who was reading at the side, suddenly noticed that the woman's eyelids moved. Then, he saw her open her eyes.

The woman was looking at him.

He was also looking at this woman.

“What do you think?” Zhou Ze asked.

The woman nodded slightly to indicate that she was recovering.

“Hehe, what's your name?” Zhou Ze asked.

The woman was silent for a long time. When Zhou Ze was still wondering if the woman's current condition prevented her from speaking, the woman said,

“Tang… s.h.i.+…”

“My name is…” Zhou Ze paused and asked curiously,