MTL - Horror Web-Chapter 29 widowed with sickness
Zhao Zhu has a record of the patient's home address, which is stored in his computer and backed up. For some patients with special circumstances or backgrounds, Zhao Zhu will deliberately copy the information. Of course, this is against the profession of a doctor. Ethical, but Zhao Zhu is actually a person who takes ethics and principles very lightly. Although the family network is relatively strong, after all, the relationship between the patients he has treated himself and himself will be very reliable, and he is also very reliable. You can't always rely on the energy of your family to do things, and constructing some circles of your own is also a matter of benefiting others.
Zhao Zhu made a phone call and asked someone to bring a car in the morning, it was just a Santana, and it was still an old car, but at this time Zhao Zhu obviously didn't care what car he was driving. In the face of life and death, anything else, They will naturally look down on them, and their lives may not be saved. Do you still care about how to pretend to be B?
On the other hand, Zhu Jianping seemed very dissatisfied when he got into the car, and muttered: "I said, Master Zhao, don't bring such fun. There are several top-level sports cars parked in your garage, but this one is called? Are you afraid? Stimulate our weak hearts? Actually, it's unnecessary. The more you drive a luxury car, the more excited I will be, and the more I will be able to inspire my confidence and hope in life."
"Isn't that good?" Xiong Zhiqi sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. He didn't care what car he was in. You must know that Xiong Zhiqi was carrying Zhao Zhu from the hospital on a small battery. escaped.
"What do you fat **** know? If it weren't for me and you entering the world of horror online literature, we are now a complete **~ Si, a loser at the bottom of the society, but Zhao Dashao was born with a golden spoon. The level of life and concepts of people and ours are two worlds, and I just want to live that kind of life with Zhao Dashao." Zhu Jianping continued to chirp crookedly.
"Okay, I didn't expect you to have such a heavy hatred for the rich." Zhao Zhu started the car.
"Che, what kind of person am I, haven't you seen it long ago? It's an ordinary guy with an inferiority complex and an ordinary family condition who suddenly gained extraordinary power and produced a kind of self-inflated personality. . . "Zhu Jianping snorted, holding his head in both hands, and resting one leg on the rear seat.
"You can think of these things, which means that it will be difficult for me to see through you again." Zhao Zhu smiled and sang a song on the car speaker. This is "The Wrong Station" by Laolang, the vicissitudes of Laolang The voice sounded in the car.
Xiong Zhiqi couldn't help humming along. He was actually a self-protection and repair mechanism after experiencing danger. He thought that Zhao Zhu was going to buy vegetables, but Xiong Zhiqi was willing to go with him. Obviously, he hoped that through this kind of ordinary life behavior It is a gesture to actively seek spiritual repair to heal the trauma that he has just experienced. It can be seen that Xiong Zhiqi is not just as simple as being fat in appearance.
The car drove out of the city, and further and further in the suburbs. Finally, it arrived at a township.
Next to the road in the township, there are private houses one after another. In fact, in terms of construction area and comfort, building a house here to live by yourself is far more spacious and comfortable than buying a small square house in the city. But most people are still willing to bite the bullet and squeeze into the city. Maybe this is a kind of human nature. Most people still have an instinct to move up step by step.
However, the person Zhao Zhu was looking for was not an ordinary household in the town. Zhao Zhu knew that that person had already broken through tens of millions. He used to be in the antique business. In recent years, due to mental problems, It can be regarded as a golden pot to wash hands. Of course, Zhao Zhu knows that the antique dealer is actually just a disguise for him. His real face is the leader of a tomb robbery gang. I don't know how many tombs have been stolen over the years. Anyway, even Zhao Zhu gave him hypnotherapy. At the time, he couldn't help but be amazed at the cemetery scenes in his memory. Listening to the original narration of the person who experienced it is better than reading the kind of tomb robbery novel.
"Okay, get out of the car." After stopping the car in front of a residential house, Zhao Zhu pulled out the car key, opened the door first and got out of the car.
Xiong Zhiqi came down with him. Zhu Jianping didn't seem to want to come down. He was lying on the back seat and playing with his mobile phone, but Zhao Zhu knocked on the window glass at this moment:
"get off."
"Can't you let me rest?"
"I need your finale."
"Okay, I'm here!" Zhu Jianping put away his phone immediately and got out of the car, "I said, Master Zhao, isn't this person your patient, and you can't eat him?"
"He has experienced many tombs. Compared with us, there is no special reinforcement, but in terms of experience, it may be richer than us. If such a person hadn't happened to be treating him at the beginning, no one would be able to find out. his secret."
"Okay, I'll stand by then. If he dares to play any tricks, I'll help you calm down." Indeed, this kind of thing is just a piece of cake for Zhu Jianping. If he wants to, he will really go crazy. The damage to society will also be staggering.
The door was a red iron door. Zhao Zhu stepped forward and patted the door with his hand. After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door, and no one answered.
Zhao Zhu turned his head and looked at Zhu Jianping.
Zhu Jianping pursed his lips and said: "An old guy, sitting on a chair about ten meters away from the door, he has opened his eyes, hey, no, the old guy's nose is a bit strange, he caught our smell , UU reading www.uukanshu.com Come on, he's holding a gun, fuck, do you want to be so cool, it's really a gun, and he's wearing a silencer."
Relying on his own mental strength, even if there is a wall and an iron door, everything inside actually falls into Zhu Jianping's mind.
Hearing this, Xiong Zhiqi's hands showed a reddish color, and the skin on his body also showed a faint cyan color, but Zhao Zhu shook his head at Xiong Zhiqi and shouted:
"Elder Han, it's me, Zhao Zhu."
"Hehe, Doctor Zhao, I know it's you, but your friends, and you, the smell of blood on your body is too heavy, that's all, I have nothing to fear about the old man, it's not Dr. Zhao, you, I am all Completely insane."
The door's lock was unlocked from the inside, and an old man in his sixties pushed the door open. The old man's beard and hair were all white, but he looked strong, especially his hands, which seemed to be extraordinarily powerful!
"You can still smell the blood on our bodies, old man, you have a good nose. You are smarter than a police dog." Zhu Jianping is not a master who respects the old and loves the young. At this time, he directly compared the old man in front of him as a dog.
The old man was not angry, he glanced at Zhu Jianping and said:
"Young man, old man, let me tell the old man, if you still want to harden after the age of 30, you must start to control it now, otherwise it will be difficult to take medicine in the future. reason."
"..." Zhu Jianping blushed immediately, Zhao Zhu and Xiong Zhiqi both knew his hobby of **** for women, that a typical widow has a sick widow and a widow lust.
