章節 165: Chapter 165: A Long Day
April 5th!
The weather was clear, with thin clouds drifting across the sky.
The posts that appeared on the online forums last night could no longer be contained and had completely spread amongst the citizens.
Everyone knew that a large group of evil creatures was approaching Yanhai City.
In front of a street-side youtiao shop, a couple was packing up, moving some household items into a van. Their six-year-old son squatted on the ground, playing with a robot, seemingly unaware of what was happening.
As long as there were toys to play with, even if the sky were falling, it wouldn't be a big deal for a child.
"Brother Li, are you moving?" a young man from the neighboring shop asked.
"Yes, a large group of evil creatures is heading towards Yanhai City. I'm thinking of taking my wife and child to hide elsewhere and come back when it's safe."
Brother Li carried a cardboard box filled with his son's toys. The little guy wouldn't leave Yanhai City without his toys. At such a young age, he didn't understand danger. Compared to his life, what use were these toys?
"Are you leaving?"
The young man shook his head. "I don't have any relatives or friends elsewhere. Where can I go? I'll stay here. I believe our Yanhai City Special Department can protect us."
This situation was not uncommon in Yanhai City at the moment.
Most people were packing up and leaving. Some didn't even take anything with them, just grabbed their suitcases, bought plane tickets, and left Yanhai City directly for a vacation.
The official announcement issued by the Special Department did not hide anything. They told the truth and also advised citizens to go elsewhere for a while if they had a place to stay.
Therefore, many people packed their belongings and left, while others stayed, believing in the Special Department's ability to protect them.
Crucially, because of the evil creatures, underground shelters were included in the design of residential areas. If evil creatures attacked, almost all citizens could hide underground until the disaster ended.
In the villa district…
Xiaobao was woken up by a phone call. It was his father.
"Xiaobao, leave Yanhai City first and come back later."
"No, I won't leave even if I die."
Click!
He hung up the phone and went back to sleep. Days without school were so wonderful. He loved this kind of life. He wanted to have a good sleep, then wake up and go find Lin Fan and Old Zhang. He loved playing with them.
The bodyguard protecting Young Master Xiaobao received a call from the master, asking him to take Young Master Xiaobao away.
However, he was in a difficult position. He knew Young Master Xiaobao's personality. If things weren't done his way, the situation would be very unpleasant. Therefore, regarding the master's request, he could only say he would try his best and couldn't guarantee he could do it.
In the dormitory…
Lin Fan opened his eyes, sat up in bed, and scratched his head in a daze. He had just woken up, his brain was still booting up, and he hadn't fully come to his senses yet.
"Have a drink." Old Zhang bent down, opened the bedside cabinet, took out some soy milk, and handed it to Lin Fan. Then he looked to the side, puzzled. Liu Ying, who had stayed the night, was gone.
He left early.
Every time Liu Ying woke up, he found himself lying naked next to Old Zhang. This was a very embarrassing thing for him, so he quietly got dressed and slipped away early, afraid they would wake up and see him in such a disheveled state.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang looked at each other, smiling.
"Cola!"
"Sprite!"
"Cheers!"
The evil rooster carefully observed the two of them. They were simply absurd. Their behavior just now was hard to understand. What were they thinking?
Forget it.
It would honestly lay four eggs and continue its undercover mission. Keeping a low profile was the only key to an undercover agent's survival.
After finishing his cola, Lin Fan squatted beside the hen, stroked its head, picked up the four eggs, and smiled.
"You've worked hard."
Then, he boiled water and cruelly placed the eggs inside, right in front of the evil rooster.
The evil rooster felt a strange sensation in its heart, as if it were sending its children into the jaws of a tiger.
Why would it feel this way?
It really couldn't understand.
Then, Lin Fan gave two of the boiled eggs to Old Zhang. He came to the hen and offered one, smiling.
"You've always given us the best. You haven't tasted it yourself. Try it."
The evil rooster was stunned.
It raised its head and looked at Lin Fan with confused chicken eyes. Were you joking with me?
No…
It didn't seem like a joke. He seemed sincere, without any hint of falsehood.
But it wanted to say…
Foolish human, don't push it. Do you really think I, the heroic evil creature, am afraid of you?
Then, it humbly shook its head. No, really, no need. I'm not interested in these eggs at all. You guys enjoy them.
"That's good." Lin Fan stroked the hen's head. He was gratified to have such a pet. It always gave the best to its friends. No wonder it could become good friends with him and Old Zhang. They all had the same personality.
The evil rooster endured humiliation and bore the burden of its mission.
It engraved the events in its heart.
One day, it would proudly raise its head and tell everyone, "I, the evil rooster, am a true hero."
"Lin Fan, what are we going to do later?" Old Zhang asked.
Lin Fan fell into thought.
That's right.
What were they going to do later?
"Let's go home and have a look," Lin Fan said.
"Okay."
They left the Special Department and waited for Master Yongxin downstairs. They waited for a long time, but didn't see him. It seemed he wasn't coming today.
"Old Zhang, let's go."
At this time, Master Yongxin was looking at the few guys in front of him with a headache. He had just gotten up and was about to go out to continue building a good relationship with those two, but unexpectedly, Lin Daoming and the others appeared before him.
He could only smile and ask, "What can I do for you benefactors?"
If there's nothing, let's disperse.
"What have you been doing lately, you old baldy? We haven't seen you all day."
Lin Daoming asked curiously. This had never happened before, but now it had been going on for several days. To say there was no problem would be a lie.
Master Yongxin put his hands together and said solemnly, "Studying the Dharma, diligently reading Buddhist scriptures."
What greeted him were six pairs of eyes that clearly didn't believe him.
Liu Haichan patted the table and said, "Cut the crap. We have something to do this time. One-Eyed Dragon assigned us a task that requires your help."
Master Yongxin said, "Please tell me."
Liu Haichan pointed at Lin Daoming. "He's preparing to perform the Flying Crane Technique to control a paper crane and check the situation with the evil creatures. However, the journey is long and requires your Buddhist scriptures to empower it. With your help, things will be much easier."
Hearing these words, he knew it was all because of the evil creatures.
When encountering serious matters, he naturally wouldn't shirk his responsibility.
Soon, all the preliminary work was ready: the altar, the yellow talismans paving the way, everything was there.
Lin Daoming said triumphantly, "When encountering this kind of thing, you still need your Uncle Lin to step up."
Liu Haichan didn't want to argue with Lin Daoming. In the past, he would have unceremoniously said, "It's just a minor trick, and you treat it like a treasure. It's truly embarrassing."
In front of the altar covered with yellow cloth, Lin Daoming took out a golden talisman from his pocket and handed a brush to Yongxin. "Here, dip it in some blood and write the scriptures. This journey is long and dangerous, so you must be sincere and not careless."
"Amitabha."
Master Yongxin took the brush with a serious expression, chanted the Buddha's name, pricked his fingertip, and let the blood drip into a porcelain bowl. Then he held the brush, dipped it in the blood, and with one stroke, began writing.
Vast scriptures flowed from his mouth, written in one go.
"Done."
Lin Daoming held the golden talisman with both hands and quickly folded it into the shape of a crane. He muttered something, and with a tap of his finger, the paper crane seemed to come alive, flapping its wings.
"Go."
He pointed his two fingers outwards, and the paper crane flapped its wings, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.
The water in a basin placed nearby, like a mirror, showed the images the paper crane was seeing.
As Liu Haichan had said, the Flying Crane Technique was indeed a minor trick.
However, the distance and speed it achieved were no longer a matter of whether it was a minor trick or not, but something only a powerful person like him could achieve with Maoshan Daoism.
They gathered around the basin, watching the images reflected in the water.
"This is faster than a plane!" Master Yongxin exclaimed.
Lin Daoming was secretly proud and deliberately increased the speed, just to show them that he could go even faster, and this was nothing.
Liu Haichan pretended to praise, "It would be better if it could be faster."
Sure enough, the paper crane's speed increased further.
Lin Daoming just wanted to prove to Liu Haichan what ability meant. You thought I couldn't accelerate? This was just the beginning.
However, it consumed a lot of his energy.
Fortunately, the medical cultivator was providing him with energy.
On the cross-river bridge…
Lin Fan and Old Zhang leaned against the railing, enjoying the breeze. The evil rooster beside them behaved itself, following them obediently. If they walked, it walked. If they stopped, it squatted.
It had no other intentions.
It just wanted to appear well-behaved and make them relax their guard. As an undercover agent, it always needed to be mindful of its own safety.
Cargo ships sailed across the river, their horns tooting.
Lin Fan spread his arms, the wind from the river blowing against his face. He felt the energy particles flowing in the air. In this free and unrestrained moment, the energy particles slowly flowed into his body.
The Qigong cultivation method had always been magical.
He didn't deliberately cultivate. Every time, it circulated on its own, sensing nature, sensing the wind, even sensing the fish swimming in the river.
"Want to eat fish?" Lin Fan asked.
"Yes."
Immediately, Lin Fan leaped up, clasped his palms together, and jumped into the river with an incredibly graceful posture. Then, a voice came.
"Wait for me down there. I'm going to catch some fish."
Old Zhang, leading the bewildered evil rooster, ran towards the bottom of the bridge.
As for the evil rooster, it couldn't understand what was happening.
He jumped in without any warning, leaving it no time to react. It was a bit terrifying.
Fortunately, passing vehicles didn't notice the situation.
Otherwise, they would have exclaimed…
"Someone jumped into the river!"
If there were news media here, they wouldn't even need to ask for details. They could write the headline directly:
[Conversation between father and son ends with son jumping into the river.]
Soon, Lin Fan climbed ashore, dripping wet, with two fish in his hands.
"Caught two fish."
Old Zhang clapped his hands. "Great!"
"But your clothes are all wet."
The evil rooster couldn't understand their actions.
They had already eaten two eggs.
Wasn't that enough?
Passing by the river and just jumping in was really scary. Ordinary people definitely couldn't do it. Since choosing these two humans, the evil rooster felt that its path was becoming more and more wrong.
Of course, it would never admit this.
Lin Fan looked down at his soaked clothes, smiled, and with a burst of flames, his clothes were dry, and even the two fish in his hand were cooked through.
"Look, all done."
Old Zhang gaped, clapping his hands. "Amazing, truly amazing!"
The evil rooster was stunned.
This wasn't something a human could do, right?
"He's definitely not human."
The evil rooster wasn't inexperienced.
Could a human spontaneously combust?
That was preposterous.
But now, seeing it with his own eyes, he could only conclude there was something wrong with Lin Fan.
The evil rooster etched this incident in his memory. As an undercover agent, he had to remember these unusual situations; perhaps one day, this information would prove useful.
Afterwards, Lin Fan and Old Zhang each enjoyed a fish, and the leftover bones were presented to the evil rooster.
"Hen, these are for you." He offered the fish bones, his smile warm and friendly, as if treating a dear friend.
The evil rooster stared at the bare bones, devoid of even a shred of fish meat. For a moment, he felt the urge to peck out the man's eyes with his beak.
You scoundrel, you cruel man!
Faced with this humiliation, he endured the indignity and pecked at the fish bones. Although a bit hard, the taste was actually quite good.
Later, Lin Fan and Old Zhang lay on the grass, gazing at the clear blue sky.
"I wish every day could be this happy," Old Zhang said.
Lin Fan replied, "It will be. We'll always be this happy."
They had met in the mental hospital, gradually becoming friends and developing a deep bond. They supported each other, understanding each other's moods. A single expression, a glance, was all it took to know what the other was thinking.
This was their unspoken understanding, a feeling many people never experience in a lifetime.
At that moment, Lin Daoming, manipulating a paper crane, announced, "I've spotted the migrating evil creatures."
The others, who had been bored and playing three-player Dou Dizhu, quickly gathered around the water basin, watching the projected image.
"There are a lot of them," Liu Haichan said gravely. If this many attacked Yanhai City, it would be troublesome. While they were capable of defending, they worried about powerful entities among the evil creatures, like the evil cockroach demon.
"Don't focus on the numbers yet. Look for any high-energy evil creatures," Lin Daoming urged.
The paper crane soared above, observing the migrating evil creatures below. Any zoologist present would recognize the animals these creatures resembled.
Except these weren't animals.
They were terrifying evil creatures.
Suddenly, a bird-like evil creature, as if receiving a command, flapped its wings and charged towards the paper crane.
Its speed was astonishing, and its sharp claws could tear through steel.
Quickly, the claws struck the paper crane, producing a metallic clang.
Lin Daoming, controlling the crane, exclaimed, "I've been discovered! I'm going to accelerate to get a better look. Watch carefully!"
Operating from such a distance was already difficult.
Naturally, he couldn't fight the evil creature directly.
Fortunately, Yongxin had reinforced the crane with scriptures; otherwise, it would have been destroyed by that single attack.
This was also the first collaboration between the Daoist and Buddhist factions.
The bird-like evil creature, failing to destroy the crane with its first strike, shrieked in frustration and attacked again, clearly intent on destroying it.
Under Lin Daoming's control, the paper crane nimbly changed direction, then swooped down, searching for the most formidable presence among the dense mass of evil creatures.
The evil creatures walking on the ground noticed the commotion in the air and roared angrily.
Suddenly, just as the paper crane was about to reach the creatures below, a black blur flashed past, like a tentacle striking through the air.
"Connection lost!" Lin Daoming's forehead was covered in sweat. He quickly asked, "Did any of you see what that was?"
Liu Haichan and the others shook their heads.
"Didn't see it. It was too fast. We only saw a black shadow, possibly some creature's tentacle."
"This is a bit troublesome. It seems things aren't as simple as we thought."
Lin Daoming fumed, "Are you kidding me? I worked so hard, and you didn't even see what it was? So, me holding this position for hours was all for nothing?"
"Yes."
"Yes."
Liu Haichan and Master Yongxin nodded, agreeing with him. He was right; it had all been for nothing.
The medical expert said, "It wasn't entirely for nothing. We at least saw that the paper crane's talisman was golden and inscribed with Buddhist scriptures. Something that could destroy it with one blow isn't weak. Tell One-Eye. Let him prepare."
"It's good that Heng Jianqiu and the others from headquarters haven't left. We have more help in defending against the evil creatures."
Perhaps this was a small comfort.
After all, that person was hospitalized.
He'd heard his legs were broken.
Would he be fighting the evil creatures in a wheelchair?
The thought was terrifying.
At Qingshan Mental Hospital, Xiao Qi, dressed in his security uniform, lay in a chair, engrossed in a web novel. The "Returning War God" genre got his blood pumping.
He even wanted to tell everyone, "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen that the first job of a returning war god is always security?"
Just like his own profession.
Of course, he was in a bad mood. He had found a novel called "Returning War God: You're So Troublesome," and while he initially thought it would be fantastic, the beginning nearly made him spit blood.
The war god returned and became a security guard, discovering his daughter living in a doghouse. With a wave of his hand, he summoned millions of brothers. Reading this, Xiao Qi's blood boiled, his whole body nearly vibrating with excitement.
He knew the climax was coming.
The protagonist would declare to those who oppressed his daughter, "Your actions have completely angered me! Even if the King of Heaven himself came, it would be useless!"
But… the following plot made him collapse. The summoned brothers each slapped the war god, cursing, "You're so troublesome!"
Honestly, Xiao Qi almost coughed up blood. Damn author, did you even know how to write?
That was the war god! Those were his comrades, bound by deep brotherhood! Calling them for support was normal, even if he did it a bit too often. They shouldn't have done that!
Had they forgotten their shared life-and-death experiences, their deep brotherly bond?
Even without brotherly love, there should have been some bromance, right?
He gave the novel a one-star rating and left a scathing review. Putting down his phone, he took a deep breath, needing to calm down.
He had almost exploded.
Just then, he saw two familiar figures approaching in the distance.
Looking closely, he recognized the two mental patients returning.
His heart skipped a beat.
He envied these two patients; after all, they knew a wealthy person.
In their words, they had a backer.
Xiao Qi picked up his phone and called Director Hao, informing him of the situation. During this period, he had realized something profound: the mental hospital felt safer without these two patients.
He hadn't seen an ambulance in ages.
In his office, Hao Ren stared at his computer, the webpage displaying online forum discussions about the evil creatures migrating to Yanhai City.
"Judging by this, the situation will be very bad."
He smoked, flicking ash, a worried expression on his face. Although he appeared unconcerned, the safety of Yanhai City was on his mind.
"If things get serious, we'll have to open the basement."
Qingshan Mental Hospital had good safety measures, specifically to prepare for a large-scale attack by evil creatures.
His phone rang.
He answered.
A moment later, he hung up, walked to the window, and saw the two figures standing at the main gate.
In the past, he would have said, "Why didn't you stay at the special department longer? Sending them back so soon is a bit much."
But now, he felt a sense of longing. He hadn't seen them in a while, so of course he missed them.
Hao Ren closed the website, tidied up, and went to greet them at the gate.
At the main gate, Lin Fan and Old Zhang waved to Xiao Qi in the security booth, smiling.
"We're back."
Xiao Qi, as a security guard at the mental hospital, often interacted with mental patients. Although he wouldn't claim to be an expert, he had learned a thing or two and could quickly adjust his mindset.
"Welcome back."
Being able to engage in a normal conversation with mental patients was a sign of progress.
"You have a letter."
Xiao Qi remembered the letter delivered yesterday. He admired the person who could communicate with these patients.
Quite impressive.
Not communicating with normal people, but choosing to interact with mental patients. A rather unique approach.
"Thanks."
Lin Fan took the letter, knowing who sent it.
Soon, Director Hao approached with a smile. "How have you been? Did you have a good time there?"
He was a bit nervous asking this.
If the patients said they weren't happy and wanted to return, with his kind heart, he would definitely agree and scold One-Eye.
I entrusted them to you, and this is how you treat them?
"Happy," Lin Fan replied.
Director Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Happy was good. He had no ulterior motives. Without these two patients, the mental hospital was peaceful, and the ambulance sirens were less frequent.
Although it was a bit unusual, the nurses and doctors seemed to be in better spirits than before.
Then he noticed that the two patients seemed to have gained weight.
Clearly, they had been eating well.
One-Eye was doing a good job. It seemed he had misjudged him. Being able to make the patients gain weight was certainly a positive thing.
"Let's take you back inside," Director Hao said.
"Okay."
News of Lin Fan and Old Zhang's return spread, and a group of patients rushed out to greet them.
Lin Fan waved to everyone.
He had missed them after not seeing them for so long.
These patients were capable of feeling; their actions were often misunderstood by the outside world, but fellow patients like Lin Fan and Old Zhang could communicate with them effectively.
And that's how their bonds were formed.
A patient wearing glasses stared at the watch on Old Zhang's wrist. He was the one who had sold Old Zhang the watch. He ran a small business in the mental hospital, although he had few customers. Besides Old Zhang, there were only a handful of others.
Old Zhang stood before him, proudly showing off his watch.
"Nice, right?"
The bespectacled patient wanted to touch it, but Old Zhang refused, carefully protecting his watch. "You can't touch it. What if it breaks?"
This watch was Old Zhang's treasure, incredibly precious.
Every night before bed, Old Zhang would gaze at the watch for a long time until he fell asleep, a testament to how much he cherished it.
Director Hao asked, "What do you do every day now?"
He was pondering something.
The two patients were at the special department, yet One-Eye hadn't mentioned sending them back. This was strange. Logically, One-Eye would have immediately said, "I'm sending them back. Consider our contract void."
Regardless of the reason, he wouldn't want them causing him any more trouble.
But now, it was baffling.
He couldn't figure it out.
Lin Fan replied, "Meaningful things."
"Good, very good," Director Hao smiled. He had no idea what constituted "meaningful things" for them.
He knew One-Eye was just curious.
Because Lin Fan repeatedly courted death yet never actually died, if this happened to an ordinary person, they would have died countless times.
Old Zhang was amazing; his acupuncture skills were incredible. Knocking out ordinary people wasn't a special skill, but One-Eyed Man and the others were strong. Being able to easily knock them unconscious was terrifying.
He had thought about why the two patients were like this.
But he hadn't figured it out.
Perhaps what One-Eyed Man said was right…
They were gifted.
Passing nurses and doctors saw Lin Fan and missed them a little.
They hadn't realized it before.
Only after they left did they discover that the scares had become an indispensable part of their lives. Suddenly, without the scares, they felt a little unaccustomed.
As soon as they had this thought,
They felt a wave of fear.
How could they have such a thought?
To actually become accustomed to being scared by mental patients, that was a terrifying thing.
Ward 666.
Director Hao asked everyone to leave, letting them stay in their former ward. Returning travelers liked to smell the scent of their old rooms, so they shouldn't be disturbed.
The nurses looked at the two patients, also curious about what they had experienced outside.
Since the director told them to leave, they naturally obeyed.
Don't think this was a small matter. Anything the director said was reasonable.
Regardless of whether it was flattery or not,
Just remember, the director was always right.
Inside the ward.
"Did she write?" Old Zhang asked.
"Yes, it's my girlfriend," Lin Fan said, opening the letter.
Old Zhang said, "Didn't you used to say she was your wife?"
Lin Fan asked doubtfully, "Did I?"
"Maybe not."
"I don't think so either."
Inside the envelope was a pink letter, emitting a faint fragrance.
Was it the smell of perfume?
No… it was the scent of a woman, the delicate fragrance of a virgin.
Who said mental patients didn't deserve pen pals?
He not only had a pen pal but a beautiful one, though there seemed to be a slight misunderstanding between them.
The letter read:
[Dear Dr. Lin,
I have seen the star chart, and it has touched me deeply. It is my good fortune to be pen pals with you. You are the most learned and insightful person I know. I am filled with awe and trepidation. Every time I reply to you, I fear that my shallow knowledge will make you laugh.
My colleagues are all envious that I have a pen pal like you. I used to fantasize about meeting you, but now I realize that I am not excellent enough. If we met, it would disappoint you. So during this time, I will read more books and see more of the world, hoping to catch up to your level.
Recently, Yanhai City is not safe, with evil creatures appearing. You must be careful. ]
Lin Fan and Old Zhang held the letter, reading it over and over again. Then they looked at each other, their eyes a little bewildered.
"I don't quite understand what she means," Lin Fan said.
Old Zhang said, "What should we send her this time?"
The two pondered.
Then their gazes fell upon the hen squatting there.
The evil rooster sensed these gazes and felt uneasy. Then it saw the two foolish humans walking towards it, and it immediately flapped its wings.
Damn it!
What do you want to do?
Let the hero go.
The evil hero cannot be humiliated, you damned humans.
It defended its last shred of dignity with its small body.
Lin Fan plucked a feather from the hen and used it as a reply, then took the letter with Old Zhang to give to the nurse.
Seeing the two long-absent mental patients, the nurse wanted to hug them and say, "Why did it take you so long to come back? I really missed you."
But the previous fear was hard to erase.
The feeling of wanting to approach yet wanting to retreat was perfectly expressed.
If this were a scene in a movie, people would definitely exclaim, "This expression is amazing, so genuine, award-worthy!"
"Is Li Ang here?" Lin Fan asked.
Although he was a mental patient, he always kept the matter of owing money in his heart. Now that he had no money to repay, he just wanted to tell him, "I still remember that I owe you money. Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't repay debts."
The nurse said, "He's still in the hospital."
"The hospital? Why is he in the hospital?" Lin Fan asked.
The nurse blinked.
The question of why he was in the hospital was a good one. Did he really have no clue?
"He has a cold," the nurse dared not tell the truth.
He was an experienced nurse and absolutely couldn't blame anything on the mental patients. Otherwise, the consequences could be severe. If he was unlucky enough to anger them, he might end up keeping Li Ang company.
Lin Fan expressed deep sympathy, "If you see him, please tell him that I will repay the money I owe him. I've always kept it in mind."
"Okay," the nurse replied with a smile.
But he was scared in his heart.
Poor Li Ang, he must have been threatened by the mental patients and robbed of his money. Fortunately, he was broke. Even if these two patients wanted to rob him, it wouldn't work. What could they do if he had no money?
Not long after,
Lin Fan and Old Zhang prepared to leave home. They needed to work. Going home for a short while had already violated their work principles, and they felt a little guilty.
"Let's go."
"Okay."
Director Hao stood at the gate, waving to them, squeezing out a few tears with difficulty.
"Come home and visit when you have time."
He was very optimistic about their current mode of interaction. For so many years, he had been studying these two patients. They did have mental illnesses, but to put it bluntly, their thinking was just a little different. However, having a problem didn't mean they were truly ill.
Just as Director Hao was about to return to his office, Xiao Qi quietly came to his side and whispered,
"Director, I need to report something."
"Go ahead."
"We have a small work group chat, and they're discussing leaving Yanhai City. Several of the cafeteria aunties are planning to resign."
Director Hao looked at Xiao Qi meaningfully, patted his shoulder, and said, "Good, keep hiding. I'll take care of this."
"Yes, Director," Xiao Qi said.
He felt he would be valued by the director.
Young as he was, he was accustomed to a leisurely life, but he hoped for more security in this leisurely life. He wasn't worried about his job.
To be honest,
The position of a mental hospital gatekeeper was a skilled job, requiring reason and courage. To boast a little, very few could do it.
He did this hoping to gain the director's appreciation and a slight raise.
Spring was always so boisterous.
That place was starting to stir again.
Life without money was truly difficult. He hoped to meet his destined benefactor, someone with a little money would do…
Cross-River Bridge.
Beep! Beep!
Cars honked their horns. The once clear bridge was now completely blocked.
"Can the people in front follow the rules?"
"Stop honking, it's completely jammed, my head is about to explode."
"Damn! So many people running, it's a bit scary."
"Are you heading in?"
"I'm going to my mom's to hide for a while. What about you, bro?"
"I'm going to find my buddy."
The Special Department's announcement came out,
Startling many people and making them uneasy.
An army of evil creatures migrating towards Yanhai City was truly frightening. They believed the Special Department could defend the city, but when danger came, no matter the situation, running was definitely the right thing to do.
With tens of thousands of people trying to escape, traffic jams were inevitable.
This bridge was the only way out of Yanhai City. If even one car slightly disobeyed traffic rules, a serious blockage would occur.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang walked along the edge of the bridge, looking at the cars stopped there, and asked, "Old Zhang, what do you think they're doing?"
Old Zhang said, "I think they must be watching the ships, just like us. We also particularly like watching ships."
"You're right."
Lin Fan felt that Old Zhang was really smart and observant, able to notice details he couldn't.
Wah! Wah! Wah!
A familiar sound.
They saw a white ambulance stuck in the middle of the bridge. The driver's arm stuck out the window, helplessly slapping the car door while shouting,
"I have a patient here! Can you make way?"
The driver was anxious, his composure starting to crumble. He looked back at the child accompanying the patient and reassured, "It'll be alright soon, don't worry."
He couldn't understand what was happening.
Everything was fine when he came, but now, on the way back, this happened.
It was normal for people to block the roads leaving the city, but he was on the way back, and they still managed to block him. Couldn't they follow some traffic rules?
He really didn't know what to do now. If this continued, it was hard to say whether the patient in the back could hold on.
"Hello."
Lin Fan stood outside the car, looking inside, a little disappointed that it wasn't someone he knew.
The driver looked at Lin Fan, "Hello."
Seeing the driver's furrowed brow, Lin Fan asked, "Are you having some trouble?"
As the most caring patient in Qingshan Mental Hospital, he loved helping others. If anyone had difficulties, they could tell him, and he would be happy to assist.
The driver complained, "I have a patient in the back, and now the road is blocked like this. I don't know when we'll get through."
Lin Fan stood on his tiptoes and saw the patient lying in the back, seemingly in great pain, their body trembling slightly. The child beside them was even more anxious, their eyes red-rimmed, looking helplessly outside.
"I'll help you, wait for me."
He walked towards the front.
The driver looked at Lin Fan's back, muttering that he seemed familiar, but he just couldn't remember.
It was normal that he hadn't seen him before. The previous ambulance driver was Huang Guan, but Huang Guan had become Li Laifu's right-hand man and had been promoted. He wouldn't be driving ambulances anymore, so someone else had to take over.
Reaching the front,
Lin Fan understood why there was a traffic jam. It turned out that several cars were trying to merge onto the bridge from the side, causing congestion.
He went to the black car blocking the front.
The driver's arm rested on the car window, silently smoking, his expression impatient. Getting stuck in traffic while leaving the city was annoying for anyone, but he didn't understand that he was the root cause of the jam.
"Hello, there's an ambulance over there that needs to get to the hospital. Can you back up a bit?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.
The driver took a drag on his cigarette, glanced at Lin Fan, tossed the butt on the ground, rolled up the window, and sat in the driver's seat as if he hadn't heard anything.
Moving was out of the question.
Don't even dream of it.
Lin Fan, standing outside the car, scratched his head, feeling that people nowadays were difficult to communicate with.
Then, a lightbulb went off.
He thought of a solution.
Inside the car, the driver played with his phone, sending voice messages to his friends.
"Just now, some idiot asked me to back up and make way. With my never-back-down attitude, I could listen to him? I just ignored him completely. Tell me, am I not badass?"
He didn't care about any ambulance. It wasn't him lying inside, so what did it have to do with him?
At that moment,
He felt the car shaking, and his line of sight suddenly rose.
"Damn!"
"What's going on?"
He immediately rolled down the window and found the car's wheels off the ground. He roared,
"Who the hell did this?"
Lin Fan lifted the car with both hands, very happy. He really hadn't expected himself to be so clever. Then he went to an empty space and slowly put the car down.
But when he returned to the original spot,
Somehow,
The space he had just cleared was taken up by another car from behind.
Lin Fan tilted his head, stroked his chin, and thought carefully.
Then,
He clapped his hands, having thought of a good solution.
The car that had taken the newly vacated spot was a luxury car. Through the window, he could see a female driver applying lipstick while holding a compact mirror. The previous incident had indeed caused quite a commotion for her.
But so what?
Couldn't those cars let us go first?
Clatter!
At that moment,
The female driver felt the car shake, hurriedly put down her compact mirror, and saw a young man with his hands on the front of the car. She wanted to get out and scold him.
Get your hands off! Do you know how expensive my car is? Can you afford to fix it if you damage it?
Before she could get out,
She found the car moving backward.
Lin Fan pushed the car. Rumble, rumble. Cars collided with each other, then slowly retreated. The colliding cars suffered various damages to their fronts and rears.
"Lin Fan, you're amazing!" Old Zhang applauded.
Lin Fan smiled.
The driver of the car that Lin Fan had just lifted had gotten out and taken an iron rod from the trunk, preparing to teach this kid a lesson. But seeing the scene before him, he trembled with fear.
His legs were shaking.
Clang!
The iron rod in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.
Lin Fan glanced over and smiled at him.
The smile sent chills down his spine.
"I'm sorry."
He hurriedly picked up the iron rod and ran away, the thought of teaching the other party a lesson instantly vanishing, not a trace remaining.
Too terrifying.
Pushing a car with bare hands, even causing dozens of cars behind it to be pushed back, how terrifying must that strength be?
The road was cleared.
Cars passed by.
Soon, the ambulance successfully passed. The driver gave Lin Fan a thumbs-up.
Lin Fan smiled. Being able to help others was a good thing.
"Old Zhang, let's go," Lin Fan said.
Old Zhang came to Lin Fan's side, "You were amazing just now, you pushed all those cars away."
"It was alright."
Being praised by Old Zhang, Lin Fan smiled, a little embarrassed by the compliments.
Just as they were about to leave,
A shrill voice came.
"Stop right there!"
The female driver, heavily made-up with dark lipstick, wearing high heels, pointed at Lin Fan and started cursing.
"You damaged our cars and just want to leave? There's no such easy thing in this world."
This car was something she had begged for a long time to get.
She had only driven it for a few days.
Now the front was dented, how could she not be angry?
Then,
The other drivers behind checked their cars and, seeing the severe damage, revealed looks of distress. Then they gathered around, demanding an explanation.
Lin Fan looked at the woman and smiled.
The woman relentlessly demanded, "Pay up, pay me!"
Lin Fan patted his pockets, "I have no money."
"No money? Then who told you to damage my car?"
The woman had a rather fierce personality and long nails. Feeling that scolding wasn't enough, she reached out and tried to scratch Lin Fan's face. If those long nails scratched him, they would definitely tear a large chunk of skin.
A crisp sound rang out.
Her nails felt like they were scratching against an iron plate.
They broke, tearing the flesh beneath.
Blood oozed out.
"Ah! It hurts!"
"How could you hit me?"
The woman collapsed onto the ground, holding her bloody fingers, completely turning into a shrew, screaming.
The people who had just gathered around were stunned by this scene.
Honestly,
They didn't understand.
Lin Fan and Old Zhang scratched their heads, blinking, very confused.
We didn't even move.
Then,
They thought of something terrifying.
Could she be sick?
What they feared most was encountering sick people. If a patient acted violently towards them, could they really defend themselves?
"Old Zhang, don't be afraid. If there's any danger, I'll protect you,"
Lin Fan said.
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