Chapter 82. He Zhao eavesdropped at the door; they seemed to be talking about the group of villains from before. He Zhao…
He Zhao listened at the door for a moment; they seemed to be talking about the group of villains from before. He Zhao had no interest in eavesdropping and simply pushed the door open and entered. The two women immediately shut up when they saw He Zhao come in. Actually, given their abilities, they already knew what had happened the moment He Zhao arrived at the door.
However, they didn't discuss anything crucial at the time, so it didn't matter whether He Zhao listened or not. The reason they talked about these things in the ward was because the hospital was under the jurisdiction of the Countermeasures Bureau, and the medical staff there knew some things about the Bureau and had confidentiality agreements, which is why they spoke like that.
Of course, some confidential information will not be disclosed.
He Zhao came in now purely because neither of them wanted him to be involved in too much of the Countermeasures Bureau's affairs. The more He Zhao knew about the Countermeasures Bureau, the worse it would be for him. Besides that, there was another reason—Wang Yu was craving it.
She knew that He Zhao had been somewhat distracted when he arrived at the door, and it was hard to say whether she had come so early today because she was eyeing the chicken soup he had made. Now that He Zhao was here, her heart was still drawn to the lingering aroma of yesterday's chicken soup, and she was just waiting for him to come in so she could get a sip.
As soon as He Zhao entered the room, Wang Yu's eyes were immediately drawn to the insulated lunchbox that He Zhao was carrying.
He Zhao, carrying a thermos, walked up to Wang Yu with an unfriendly look in his eyes: "Still sitting here? Make room for me."
"Oh, oh, oh." Wang Yu didn't mind at all. Instead, she fawned over her best spot and didn't even look for another chair. Instead, she sat down next to Qiao Yanyu's legs and stared intently at He Zhao and the insulated lunchbox in her hand.
The insulated lunchbox landed on the table, and Wang Yu's gaze followed it.
However, He Zhao wasn't in a hurry to feed Qiao Yanyu, because she had left early that day and made the chicken soup early as well. It was still a while before mealtime, and even the patients' meals hadn't been delivered yet. He Zhao decided to wait and talk to Qiao Yanyu for a while first.
She recounted the banquet and her dream from the previous night, omitting the part about the hospital room where the atmosphere was perfect and she even wanted to kiss Qiao Yanyu. She only mentioned that she dreamt of those guests, who were looking at her with a gloomy expression and insisting that she fulfill her promise to host the banquet.
Qiao Yanyu nodded: "Ghosts are a kind of energy life form. If they all think like that, it might indeed affect your dreams. And some ghosts are very good at entering dreams. Although none of your guests are such ghosts, you might have encountered one the night before. So I also suggest that you notify them as soon as possible and hold a banquet."
He Zhao nodded, but also looked a little disappointed: "I originally wanted to wait until you were feeling better before we did it. We could buy some fried skewers, fried chicken, drinks, and so on, and they could eat while we had a few drinks."
Hearing He Zhao's words, Qiao Yanyu was actually somewhat tempted. Moreover, she knew that He Zhao had promised to host a large number of banquets, and she wouldn't feel at ease if she didn't personally oversee the events. Even if the bureau chief himself went to oversee things, Qiao Yanyu would still worry about whether He Zhao would encounter any danger.
She always felt that no one else valued He Zhao's life as much as she did. Entrusting it to someone else was like placing a pearl in someone else's hands; Qiao Yanyu couldn't shake the feeling that way.
So she said, "I'm fine, I can go. Even though I'll need crutches, it won't stop me from staying with you."
He Zhao was somewhat moved, but she still felt it wasn't right, because Qiao Yanyu's injuries were too severe. Just as she was about to say something to Qiao Yanyu, Wang Yu spoke up: "Seriously, Senior Qiao? You're practically wrapped up like a mummy, and you still want to go?"
"..."
For a moment, both He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu fell silent. Although He Zhao felt that Wang Yu was quite right and had helped him out of his predicament, the mention of "mummy" made her heart ache. As for Qiao Yanyu, she was at a loss for words and hadn't yet thought of a reason to refute her.
Wang Yu patted her chest, "Of course, leave this to me! I'll definitely protect the boss and won't let any ghosts or anyone hurt him!" She silently added in her mind that she would also never let any other investigators steal him away. She wondered if He Zhao would make the fried skewers and fried chicken himself.
With He Zhao's skills, bewitching someone would be a piece of cake. The investigators, though eccentric, still valued their stomachs and bellies.
She makes such delicious chicken soup, her other dishes must be just as good.
Wang Yu never imagined that, to this day, He Zhao still only knows how to cook boiled white rice and stewed chicken soup.
Qiao Yanyu had thought it through and knew what to say: "It's alright. Besides, my family's magic doesn't require me to personally take action. Although my wounds haven't fully healed, my yang energy has been restored. With a few coins, I can protect He Zhao."
Speaking of which, He Zhao really thought Qiao Yanyu's family-inherited magic was quite powerful, a modern-day version of turning money into soldiers.
He Zhao still really wanted Qiao Yanyu to be with her, so even though she felt sorry for Qiao Yanyu's injury, she happily agreed since Qiao Yanyu had said so: "Okay, Sister Qiao, come with me. Although you can't drink alcohol, it's no problem to have some carbonated drinks."
"As for the time... let's set it for the day after tomorrow, is that alright? I'll be setting up my stall tonight and will let my customers know."
Qiao Yanyu didn't care about such things and nodded in agreement. She then looked at Wang Yu and said, "If He Zhao is setting up a stall tonight, you can go and keep him company."
Wang Yu replied, "I guarantee I will complete the mission."
The three chatted about the banquet again. Wang Yu had an extra task: to travel all over the city and inform all the wild ghosts that He Zhao had promised to visit. They weren't He Zhao's regular customers, nor would they randomly appear at his stall, but since he had promised, he couldn't just forget about them, right? They had genuinely contributed to the city!
Wang Yu paused for a moment, then could only reply, "...I guarantee to complete the mission."
This time, Wang Yu wasn't as willing as before, but she still agreed. She looked somewhat worried because this wasn't an easy task. She had to accompany He Zhao to set up the stall at night, so she could only go and notify him during the day. Not only would it take her a whole day and night to manage, but those ghosts weren't exactly keen on going out during the day.
The yang energy is so strong in broad daylight! Those guys are ghosts, they all wish they could hide in dark corners and secretly curse the sun. Wang Yu, as an investigator, also has a strong yang energy. When they saw her coming, those ghosts wanted to run a mile away.
How to notify those ghosts who hide as soon as they see you is also a major problem.
But nothing is impossible for a willing heart, and Wang Yu decided to give it her all.
With work so tough, Wang Yu definitely needed some comfort. Her eyes were fixed on the insulated lunchbox in front of Qiao Yanyu, constantly thinking: When do we eat? When are we finally going to eat?
She was so hungry, her mouth was practically watering. Luckily, it wasn't long before lunchtime. As Wang Yu's mind was filled with this thought, she heard the sound of a food cart rolling outside the door. The sound grew closer, and as it reached the door, she heard a nurse's voice: "Patient Qiao Yanyu, your lunch is here."
As they were talking, the nurse pushed open the door and came in. Wang Yu was particularly proactive; she jumped off the bed with a thud, took a disposable lunchbox, and placed it on the table in front of Qiao Yanyu. Then, with a beaming smile, she said, "Senior Qiao, please have lunch."
Upon seeing Wang Yu's smiling face, He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu knew that this guy had no good intentions. But it was indeed time for Qiao Yanyu to eat, so He Zhao helped Qiao Yanyu open the insulated lunchbox and placed the rice in the compartment in front of Qiao Yanyu.
The insulated lunchbox had prevented the aroma of the chicken soup from leaking out at all. But as the lunchbox was opened, the delicious smell of chicken soup filled the entire ward. Wang Yu wrinkled her nose, greedily inhaling the aroma.
She knew that the lingering taste from yesterday must have been from exceptionally delicious chicken soup!
A glint flashed in Wang Yu's eyes as he stared intently at the lunchbox.
Despite her intense gaze and He Zhao's gentle prompting, Qiao Yanyu began to eat. The spoon stirred the chicken soup, making the flavor even more pronounced. It truly whetted Wang Yu's appetite. Wang Yu knew she looked particularly weak and unyielding, but what good was being strong if it didn't allow her to enjoy good food?
At first, Qiao Yanyu could still drink a few sips of soup and eat a few bites of meat, but under Wang Yu's gaze, Qiao Yanyu froze. Her subconscious was that she didn't want to share with others, after all, this was specially made by He Zhao for her, and she had never made soup before, she had specially learned how this time.
Adding to the chicken soup, He Zhao must have put in a lot of effort to make it even better than yesterday, with a significantly enhanced flavor. If yesterday's chicken soup was at the level of a hotel chef, today's has reached the threshold of a state banquet chef—the kind that's incredibly rare and highly sought after!
She was extremely unwilling to give away the chicken soup He Zhao had made for her.
But Qiao Yanyu, with her personality, felt goosebumps all over when Wang Yu stared at her with those strange eyes. Everything she did felt wrong. After struggling for a long time, she finally put down her spoon and prepared to give Wang Yu some to drink.
But He Zhao was even faster. After realizing that Qiao Yanyu couldn't withstand Wang Yu's torment, He Zhao directly reached out and grabbed the patient's meal next to her. Then, with lightning speed, he stuffed it into Wang Yu's arms.
Wang Yu was stunned. She looked down at the patient meal in her arms and couldn't hold back any longer. She blurted out, "Boss, Senior Qiao, can't you just treat this as feeding chickens? Cluck cluck cluck cluck, give me a sip."
He Zhao was so angry he laughed: "You're a chicken and you want chicken soup? How cruel! You're cannibalizing your own kind!"
Wang Yu's unreliable nature flared up, and she started acting like a spoiled brat: "I don't care, I don't care! I still have so much to do! Please, just give me a sip! Just one sip, I won't ask for more! Please, I'm so hungry, waaaah..."
This tactic didn't work on He Zhao, but Qiao Yanyu wavered.
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