Chapter 227 Unlucky Zhao Zhiming



Compared to crayfish, grilled fish is more flavorful, and it's incredibly delicious with rice.

Grandma Sun held her grandson and looked at the large table of city people, especially Old Li, who looked cultured and knowledgeable, toasting her. Grandma Sun was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling and kept praising her daughter's brother-in-law for his abilities.

Ye Cheng could only laugh; he had completely forgotten how he used to look down on him.

The meal lasted until after 3 p.m. Old Zhao was completely drunk, and Cui Shao and Li Lao were also forced to drink quite a bit. In the end, Xiao Rou had to drive them home.

Of course, before leaving, Old Zhao, with a lisp, also took the crayfish with him.

Ye Cheng kept telling him not to eat too much, but whether the guy could resist was another story.

Having agreed to go to sea with Elder Li, Ye Cheng has been observing his luck stat these past few days. According to his estimate, as long as his luck stat reaches 90, he can go to sea.

The next day, the luck value was 30+20.

That 50 luck stat isn't enough. He told Old Li that they wouldn't be able to go out to sea today.

I was originally planning to wander around with Xiaohu, pick up some random things, or maybe set up a fish trap.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunxiang suddenly came over, saying that Zhang Widow's son, Xiao Liang, was being discharged from the hospital today.

"Discharged so early? Why not stay a few more days?" Ye Cheng estimated that it didn't seem like it would have been more than a few days.

In his opinion, this thing should be used for at least a month or two.

Jiang Yunxiang sighed, "It's all because of money. Hospitalization is too expensive, and living expenses in the city are also high. Your Aunt Zhang can't afford it."

Ye Cheng could understand this. Let alone in this era, even in later generations, hospitalization is very expensive. Unless it is for those who must be hospitalized for observation, most people would choose to go home to recuperate.

"Okay, let's call Xiaohu and then go find Li Yong. I'll pay for a car to bring Xiaoliang back. Sister-in-law, you don't need to go. There won't be enough room for you."

"Okay, I'll go to your Aunt Zhang's house and help tidy up. No one has lived there for so long, the pots are all cold."

Ye Cheng called Li Yong and, upon hearing that he was going to bring Xiao Liang back, readily agreed, even refusing to accept payment.

The villagers may sometimes be a little cunning and try to take advantage of others, but when something really happens, they are still willing to lend a helping hand in any way they can.

The three of them got into the car and drove straight to the hospital.

Upon seeing Widow Zhang, Ye Cheng understood why he had returned. Widow Zhang was exhausted and needed rest.

But the mental euphoria kept her going, and if this continued for another week, she would break down.

If we go back to the village, there will be people helping us out, and we won't have to work so hard.

"Auntie, please tidy up, I'll go settle the bill."

The hospital bill was settled downstairs. As Ye Cheng walked down to the payment window and joined the queue, he saw an acquaintance.

Wang Ke, Lao Wang's nephew and Lao Zhao's friend, also took a form and waited in line.

"Mr. Wang, what brings you here?" Ye Cheng went up to greet him.

Wang Ke turned around in surprise and saw Ye Cheng. His expression immediately changed. "How did I end up here?"

Holy crap!

You turn on me so easily? Do you think I'm Hello Kitty?

"What do I have to do with you being here? I just came up to say hello, and you're acting like you're on fire?" Ye Cheng retorted directly.

"You..." Wang Ke looked at Ye Cheng helplessly and threw the list at him. "Well, you can take a look yourself."

What do you mean? Do I need to see your hospital admission slip?

Ye Cheng took a look and saw that the patient's name was Zhao Zhiming and the symptoms were rhabdomyolysis.

Holy crap!

Old Zhao, he really has a gluttonous streak.

This is how much he ate that he ended up in the hospital.

Seeing Ye Cheng's expression, Wang Ke said irritably, "Now this concerns you, doesn't it?"

Ye Cheng chuckled awkwardly, "That's... there's a bit of a connection. Where's my brother Zhao? I'll go check on him."

"In heaven, in crayfish paradise!" Wang Ke said with lingering fear, "This guy even dragged me to eat it yesterday, luckily I didn't eat much."

"Mr. Wang, let's talk about this later. I'll go see him first."

This guy completely blamed himself for the crime; if he doesn't leave soon, he's probably going to explode.

Zhao Zhiming was in a high-end hospital room, and he was all alone.

When Ye Cheng went in, the guy was lying on the bed groaning. Judging from the looks of it, there was nothing wrong with him, he just needed to rest.

"Hey, whose rooster is this? It's crowing like that, it must be a spirit!" Ye Cheng teased from the doorway.

Zhao Zhiming turned his head with difficulty to take a look, but immediately turned it away again, not wanting to see Ye Cheng.

"Oh, my brother Zhao is shy." Ye Cheng walked closer with a grin.

"Damn it! What are you doing here?" Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Old Zhao could only brazenly face the humiliation.

"If I hadn't come, would I have been seeing you one last time?" Ye Cheng glared at him. "Didn't I tell you to eat less, to eat less?"

Hearing Ye Cheng say to eat less, I don't know what I did to offend him, but I almost jumped off the bed.

"Damn it! You have the nerve to say that? You think you can just eat less? If I don't eat, that guy Wang Ke will eat it all."

Forehead...

Why didn't Wang Ke mention this earlier?

"Let me tell you, I was originally going to listen to you and not eat it, and I was thinking of bringing this guy to try it. But after he ate two, he came up and tried to snatch them, insisting on finishing them."

"Well, I couldn't show weakness, so I ate a lot, and that's how I ended up in here."

Old Zhao began to describe it with great enthusiasm, but his voice gradually lowered as he looked down in embarrassment.

"If you want to eat this later, I'll make it for you again, but no more than two pounds at a time. Any more than that is really bad, it'll kill you." Ye Cheng was also helpless, how could he not be able to resist?

After Ye Cheng said so much, Old Zhao only heard one sentence: "I'll get you another one."

"You promised, you have to get me some after I'm discharged from the hospital. It's so delicious, I can't even describe it."

"Okay, okay, I'll find someone to make this. You just need to pay and you'll have something to eat."

"Paying money is no problem, as long as there's food, hehe."

The world of foodies is truly different from that of ordinary people.

Ye Cheng chatted for a while, then Li Yong called, saying they had packed up and were about to leave.

He said goodbye to Lao Zhao and then left.

Xiao Liang is already able to get out of bed, but the doctor still advised him to walk less and rest more, so Ye Cheng borrowed a wheelchair and pushed the child out.

After getting into the car to go back, Jiang Yunxiang and several older women had already tidied up Widow Zhang's house quite a bit.

This touched Widow Zhang deeply, and she kept saying she wanted to treat everyone to a meal, but no one was willing. After some polite refusals, they glanced at Xiao Liang, looked at each other, and then left.

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