Chapter 269 Get Back Your Phone

"Really? That's quite a coincidence. I was just about to look for it." Yu Zhuo turned his eyes away. He didn't ask any more questions and stood up.

He casually placed his hand on the back of Zhou Yanshu's wheelchair and glanced at the scene behind him.

This aisle is empty and few people go near it because it is close to the cleaners' changing area.

Yu Zhuo didn't see any suspicious people appear.

Zhou Yanshu had just come over and hadn't heard the conversation between Yu Zhuo and Xiao Luan yet. He asked, "The person you said you were looking for was..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Luan through the half-open door. Xiao Luan had just put on his work pants, and he hadn't had time to change his upper body into a coat. His shirt was half open, and his white chest and abdomen were clearly visible.

Zhou Yanshu's words were paused.

Xiao Luan also noticed Zhou Yanshu. He quickly put on his coat, opened the door, and greeted Zhou Yanshu in a somewhat reserved manner: "Hello, Earl."

Zhou Yanshu looked at him coldly for a few seconds, and asked in an unclear tone: "Are you an Omega?"

"Yes, Count. I just completed the secondary differentiation two years ago, but I am a little different from a normal Omega. I look taller..." Xiao Luan immediately changed his attitude in front of Zhou Yanshu. He smiled and talked incessantly.

Yu Zhuo curled the corner of his lip, took a step forward and squeezed in between the two of them.

"He's a thief." Yu Zhuo pointed at Xiao Luan, "He was the one who framed me."

Xiao Luan: “…”

Zhou Yanshu's eyes flickered when he heard that. Before he could answer, Yu Zhuo squatted down again and whispered in his ear, "He has agreed to help me. I've got the things from the auction and I'll show them to you."

In the past, Yu Zhuo would never make such intimate gestures in front of others. His breath was in Zhou Yanshu's ears. Zhou Yanshu glanced at Xiao Luan but did not hide.

"Is this the loyalty you told me you wanted to prove?" Zhou Yanshu tilted his head slightly, his right ear accidentally touching Yu Zhuo's lips, but his eyes were fixed on Xiao Luan, "It's too hypocritical."

"This is just the first step. There are many more steps to come." Yu Zhuo smiled silently, "Don't be impatient."

Zhou Yanshu snorted: "I'm not in a hurry."

Xiao Luan looked at the two people in front of him in silence. He originally thought that Zhou Yanshu had been bullied by Yu Zhuo in private, but now the two of them were whispering intimately in front of him, which was completely different from what Xiao Luan had imagined.

"You guys..." Xiao Luan was shocked, "What do you mean?"

Yu Zhuo knew when to stop. He stood up and said, "I told the Earl about your situation. He said you are very good and has high hopes for you. You must work hard."

Xiao Luan: “…”

The two of them whispered in front of him. Xiao Lu'an was not blind, and the look in Zhou Yanshu's eyes clearly showed that he wanted to kill him.

...How could this be? Doesn't the Count hate Yuzhuo?

Facing Zhou Yanshu's gaze, Xiao Luan nodded stiffly: "Count, don't worry about me, I won't let you down."

There was an inexplicable hint of sarcasm in the smile on Zhou Yanshu's lips. His face was calm, and he lowered his eyes and hummed.

"Okay, we have something else to do, so we're leaving first." Yu Zhuo walked behind Zhou Yanshu, pushed the wheelchair, turned around and said to Xiao Luan, "If I don't see anything in a month, we'll see you in prison."

Xiao Luan's face froze. He watched the two figures in front of him go away, then quickly closed the door and returned to the previous locker room.

Yuzhuo was pushing the wheelchair on the road. Not many people passed by in this corridor. Yuzhuo walked further and further away, turned a corner, and took Zhou Yanshu into an unused old room.

Zhou Yanshu noticed something was wrong on the way. He looked at the darkness ahead and felt strange about the increasingly remote route: "Yuzhuo, where are you taking me? This is not the way back."

"I know." Yu Zhuo stopped, lowered his eyes, and said, "I'll give you another mark."

Zhou Yanshu said calmly: "I don't need to make up for it now. And... have you forgotten? Your level mark can't remember me."

"Take a bite."

Zhou Yanshu: "..."

"I am your teether?"

Yu Zhuo said, "I'll only bite once, it doesn't hurt. I won't bite again at night."

"Ha..." Zhou Yanshu didn't expect that Yu Zhuo had planned so much in private. He covered his neck and said silently, "No."

"…Why?"

"Then you have to think about it yourself. Think about whether you saw something you shouldn't have seen today." Zhou Yanshu leaned back in his chair. "Get out quickly."

Yu Zhuo's nerves shuddered when he heard this, and the picture of a shameless fish quickly flashed through his mind, immediately making him sober up.

He touched the tip of his nose pretending to cover up and said, "I didn't mean to do that. I didn't expect it."

Zhou Yanshu just smiled and said nothing.

Yu Zhuo secretly regretted it. He felt the weight of the phone in his pocket and could only push Zhou Yanshu out again: "Forget it, forget it. I won't bite you anymore. Let's talk about it when we get back."

Yu Zhuo walked outside into the bright sunlight. He called the driver outside and before leaving, he thought of something and told Zhou Yanshu about it.

"I left my key on the seventh floor. I'll go up and get it."

Zhou Yanshu had just gotten into the car. He nodded when he heard this and said nothing more.

Yuzhuo closed the car door, looked around, and when he found nothing unusual, he strode back into the hospital.

The elevator goes directly to the seventh floor. Yu Zhuo watched the floors change from inside, his hand unconsciously tightening around the phone in his pocket.

He hadn't looked closely at the software in the phone, but the pure black heart was still there. He had created this software using the energy of the system, and the fact that it still existed at least proved that the person who took it had no intention of destroying it.

So what was his intention in taking the phone?

The elevator had reached the seventh floor. Yu Zhuo walked out and went straight to Li Su's office.

There was a lot of noise on the seventh floor. Yu Zhuo looked at the people in white clothes gathered in front of him and reached out to grab one of the nurses.

"What happened?" Yu Zhuo asked.

"Doctor Li has collapsed from overwork, and the dean is still checking on him."

Yu Zhuo was a little surprised: "How could this happen? Wasn't he fine just now?"

"We don't know either. But Dr. Li has been sleepless these past few days because of the tumor. He is old and his body probably can't take it anymore..."

Yu Zhuo frowned, walked outside the ward, and silently observed the situation inside from behind several people.

Li Su fainted for more than half an hour. Fortunately, he was just overtired and his organs showed no signs of disease. In the end, he was just given an IV drip.

Yu Zhuo took advantage of the gap between his awakening and went in to see him: "Doctor Li, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

Li Su's dark grey pupils were confused for a moment. He looked at Yu Zhuo, as if trying to recall the past: "...Who are you?"