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Chapter 265 - 232: Rap-Type Seriously Ill Patients

Chapter 265: Chapter 232: Rap-Type Seriously Ill Patients

"Who the hell hesitates in this situation?!"

"Jiang is right, surely no one would actually refuse money for the sake of dignity?"

"Forget about ten thousand gold coins, just give me a thousand bucks and I’d strip for you right here in the real world!"

"For a hundred bucks, I might curse you, a thousand bucks, I might hesitate, but for ten thousand... sorry, I can even take off my underwear! I can even strip on the main road!"

"Ten thousand bucks! I could not only strip on the road, but also do a handstand while I’m at it! Otherwise, I can’t relax holding this money."

"If this was me five years ago, full of youthful vigor, I might have just walked away facing such a request."

"And what about you now?"

"Sorry, but after being battered by society, I’d choose to strip my pants off right in the street!"

Crap!

Ten thousand!

There’s nothing to hesitate about now!

The security guard gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and in a flash, took off his pants down to his heels!

Jiang Xiao: ....

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The nurse: !!!!

"Ah!!!"

With a sharp scream, the young nurse’s face turned so red it looked like it was about to drip blood, and she ran towards the duty room while covering her face.

Uh, except she wasn’t covering it well enough; Jiang Xiao noticed she was peeking out through the gaps between her fingers.

No wonder this old guy was being so coy...

Apparently, he has a habit of not wearing underwear~

It took collecting two gold notes for the security guard to even think about pulling up his pants.

Jiang Xiao almost cried from the spiciness.

"I mean, buddy, can you pull up your pants first? It’s kinda intense for the nose."

"Oh oh oh, I, I thought you hadn’t seen enough, figured I’d air it out a bit longer."

God damn, air it out a bit longer, who the hell walks their bird like this?!

"Stay away from me, take off your shoes and let me see!"

"Stop stop stop! Forget it, get out, just get out!"

Jiang Xiao wanted to check if the security guard was wearing socks, but then thought it might not be necessary.

A guy who doesn’t wear underwear probably wouldn’t wear socks either.

Saying goodbye to the guard who looked reluctantly, Jiang Xiao planned to return to the number nine ward mentioned by the nurse.

"Sis got a hair bun like a dragon coil, brother’s like Hariye~"

Jiang Xiao hummed a song, although his eyes were a bit spiced up by the security guard, he was overall in a pretty good mood.

From the two people who’d appeared so far, it seemed none were the pink sheep Mei Yangyang mentioned in the rules.

Could they be ruled out?

Who else is in the hospital?

The rules didn’t provide an introduction, must he figure it out himself?

Entering ward number nine.

Jiang Xiao found that besides himself, there was an old man lying in the room.

However, the old guy didn’t seem to be in great shape with all those tubes in him.

And he was an old man.

Hmm?

Jiang Xiao paused.

Why did he use the word "also"?

Had he encountered a similar old man before?

And.

Why did he inexplicably feel angry and want to pull out his tubes upon seeing him?

Noticing someone approaching, the old man forced his eyes open.

Seeing it was a fellow patient, he closed them again...

To pull or not to pull?

This old man stirred an unreasonable dislike in Jiang Xiao.

Just as Jiang Xiao was about to get closer and secretly try to pull one tube to test.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, muttering.

"Son of a turtle..."

Jiang Xiao’s face darkened, crap?

He was the undefeated master in Kaidan, and there weren’t many who dared start off by insulting him!

"It’s you who’s the son of a turtle!"

"Son of a turtle..."

Still cursing?

Motherfucker, you think you can push my buttons like this?

"Your whole damn family are sons of turtles! Trying to provoke me into pulling your tubes out? If I don’t kick your pants off tight, consider me weak!"

Maybe Jiang Xiao had cursed too harshly.

It forced the extremely frail old man to blurt out everything quickly, his face turning red!

"I’ve been thinking about my grandson, can you help me find him? I haven’t seen my grandson in such a long time..."

Oh?

I didn’t see that coming.

This old man’s also a rap artist?

"Do you want me to help you find your grandson?" Jiang Xiao probed.

"Yes."

"Do you want me to help you find your grandson?" Jiang Xiao asked again.

"Yes, yes!"

Jiang Xiao: ....

Jiang Xiao’s face darkened, feeling like the old man was playing with him like a monkey.

"What the heck? Are you asking me to find your grandson or his mother? You’re being ridiculous! I think you’re senile."

The old man didn’t respond immediately.

But from the heaving of his chest, it was clear his emotions were fluctuating greatly.

"Don’t understand? Yep, you’re senile. Let me explain—do you want me to find your daughter-in-law’s son, or your daughter-in-law, or your son’s wife, or your grandson’s mother? Would you clarify?"

Alright, alright, alright...

Not just the old man, even the people in the live broadcast were dazed by Jiang Xiao’s words.

And the old man, confronted so, turned red-faced and panted heavily.

Detecting the patient’s rising blood pressure, the device beside the old man automatically emitted a ’beep beep beep’ alarm sound.

"What the hell is that beeping for? It’s annoying!"

Jiang Xiao, disliking the red-alert sound, yanked out the device’s plug!

Damn it!

Are you trying to kill me?

If it weren’t for his physical condition, the old man would have loved to get up and duel Jiang Xiao in a Thomas spin!

Fortunately, it was just a slight hike in blood pressure, which gradually settled after the old man took a few deep breaths.

"Grandson... I want to see my grandson one last time before I die..."

"Oh, looking for your grandson, why didn’t you say so earlier? What does your grandson look like?"

This...

The old man fell silent again.

A nose and two eyes—I really can’t describe him clearly.

Seeing him silent, Jiang Xiao casually pulled over the old man’s medical chart and a ballpoint pen.

He swiftly drew a sketch.

"Here, is this your grandson?"

Glancing at it, the old man nearly passed out with anger.

The picture showed a turtle with a human head!

"No... he’s not really a turtle; he doesn’t have a shell..."

"Oh."

Swipe, swipe, swipe...

This time Jiang Xiao drew even faster; he erased the turtle’s shell~

Damn!

This infuriated the old man, making him speak fluently!

"He’s not a turtle, he’s my dear grandson! His neck is not that long!"

"Okay, got it."

Swipe, swipe, swipe...

Jiang Xiao redrew it, depicting a turtle without a shell and a short neck.

Yep, that’s right.

Even though there was nothing about a turtle in the drawing,

Anyone could tell at a glance, he had drawn a turtle!

"He’s not an animal; he’s perfectly normal, just a person like you or me!"

The old man got really agitated, shouting with a flushed face, full of vigor!

"Freaking hell... like you? Why didn’t you say that sooner?"

Jiang Xiao picked up a mirror from the old man’s bedside and held it in front of his face.

"Here, a dream come true, see? Does the grandson in the mirror look just like you?"

The old man: ? ? ?

Are you insulting me?

Are you freaking insulting me?

"I just @#￥%*&! Are you messing with me in abstract terms?"

The old man aggressively propped himself up from the bed, glaring at Jiang Xiao.

"Oh buddy, I think you might not understand, but Mr. Krabs once told me that the world is originally an elephant, and each of us is just a blind man feeling the elephant. Abstract, in fact, is just our critique of the world."