Chapter 134
The aunt gave me a business card.
[Heartwarming theme nightclub]
Business hours: 20:00-4:00 the next day (extended to 5-6 o'clock on weekends and holidays)
Contact number: 139XXXXXX56
The business card showed two scantily clad women.
The four of them looked at each other.
"People from this nightclub always come to our community to hand out cards. This young man goes there often, and from time to time he brings someone back, or stays there for several days," the auntie is the most well-informed person in the community, and she knows everything. "Selling health products is very profitable, the profit is very good, so he goes to that kind of place as soon as he has money, wow..."
"Thank you, Auntie. We understand," Jiang Ling said.
"Hey," the old lady was very nice and reminded before leaving, "If you want to find the cat, you can squat in front of this store to see it, but don't go in, that's not a place for you kids to go in."
The auntie’s meaning was very clear, this store was not very serious.
"Are we going?" Song Zhouxin looked at his friends.
Qiu Zijie thought for a moment: "He picked up a stray cat, but it may not be Ah Zhen. The place he went to is indeed not suitable for us to enter. Why don't we bring Ah Qiang here and let him smell if there is the scent of his wife Ah Zhen. If it is confirmed, we will go to this place to look for him."
"That's an idea. I think we should do it this way." Jiang Ling said.
Their original intention was to find the salesman, take a picture of the Cow Cat and bring it back to Aqiang for identification, but now they can't even see the person.
Sheng Xiaoxing waved his hand: "Let's go!"
The four of them took the small card and left, and brought Aqiang back more than half an hour later.
"A Qiang, smell it yourself to see if your Ah Zhen is inside." Jiang Ling put the cat down at the door.
Cats' sense of smell is 200,000 to 270,000 times more sensitive than humans', and they can sense extremely low concentrations of odor molecules in the air. If Zhen was in there, she would definitely be able to smell it.
"Meow~" A Qiang called out, paced around the door, put his head close to the gap in the wooden door and sniffed, then began to scratch the door.
“Meow, meow, meow…”
Each voice was more urgent than the last.
There were also cat meows coming from inside the door. One of the cats was meowing particularly loudly, and was also scratching the door panel from inside.
"It goes without saying that Ah Zhen must be in there. I have such a bad temper that I really want to kick the door down," Jiang Ling said angrily. "Isn't it because I like to pick up stray cats that I love them? Why don't you come back and feed them? Why do you just leave them like that?"
Although they turned back into humans, after this experience, when they looked at the kittens and puppies, they could basically understand what they were thinking or what they wanted to express.
Song Xingqi couldn't help but squat down and touch Aqiang's head: "Azhen must be having a hard time in there, and Aqiang must be suffering with her."
"We have to find a way to get all the cats out of there," Sheng Xiaoxing took a chicken stick from his pocket. He specially prepared some snacks to feed Jiang Ling's little brother.
A Qiang held the chicken/stick in his mouth, but instead of eating it himself, he tried hard to stuff it into the crack of the door. However, the crack was too small, and it was difficult to stuff in even a little bit of crumbs, let alone the chicken/stick.
"Meow, meow~ meow--" As soon as Aqiang opened his mouth, the chicken/stick fell down. He had no intention of picking it up and continued scratching the door.
Song Zhouqi asked: "Should we call the police?"
"Calling the police probably won't do much," Qiu Zijie said, looking at Aqiang. "Chen Bo didn't break any law. It's his own cat that he keeps locked up in his own home. Calling the police would at most help us contact him by phone and ask him about it, but no one answered the phone. Even if someone did, it's his right to disagree with us taking Azhen away. We still have to find him and discuss it face to face."
Jiang Ling picked up Aqiang and comforted him, "Aqiang, don't worry. I'll take you back to the store first and bring Azhen to you later."
"Meow~~~" A Qiang understood and licked Jiang Ling's arm with tears in his eyes.
The four people are divided into two groups.
Song Xingqi and Jiang Ling took Aqiang back to the bakery, bought cat food for it on the way, and then took a taxi to the "Warm Heart Theme Nightclub".
Qiu Zijie and Sheng Xiaoxing went straight over.
The four people met at the entrance of the nightclub.
The nightclub is hidden in a place called Rongsheng Street in the old city. The door of the shop is small, with only a mottled nightclub sign erected at the entrance to the underground floor. At this time, the nightclub is closed and is surrounded by some small restaurants and shops.
Sheng Xiaoxing asked: "What should we do now?"
Qiu Zijie: "The location has been confirmed. We'll come back in the evening."
"You can't get in at night. You can tell you're students and the bodyguards will stop you," said a man shining shoes at a stall three or four meters away.
Jiang Ling continued his question: "We are students, but we are adults."
The uncle smiled and shook his head: "This store is very strict. Students are not allowed to enter, no matter whether you are an adult or not."
Jiang Ling gave the uncle a smile: "Thank you for your reminder."
Song Zhoujie looked at his friends: "So we have to dress up in disguise?"
Qiu Zijie, Jiang Ling, Sheng Xiaoxing: "Yes!"
Uncle: “..........”
Did he cause these students to become misguided teenagers?
It was ten o'clock in the morning, and there were still ten hours before the nightclub opened at eight o'clock in the evening. Song Zhou and his friends were preparing to go home when Qiu Zijie received a call on his cell phone.
It was his mother Zheng Ning.
She still used her usual tone, even more harshly, calling her son by his full name: "Qiu Zijie, do you think that if you don't come back, we can't do anything to you? We won't be able to find you, right?"
"You can find me," Qiu Zijie said slowly, "but according to our Civil Code, natural persons over the age of 18 are adults and have full civil capacity. They can independently perform civil legal acts, including choosing where to live. Even if you and dad find me, you can't force me to go back. Forcibly restricting my personal freedom is suspected of illegal detention."
“........” Zheng Ning was angry.
Qiu Zijie went on to say: "I charge my phone once a day and keep it open to prevent you from calling the police. I can communicate with the police in time. I am not restricted or detained by others, so it is useless for you to call the police. The police can only play a coordinating role at most."
Zheng Ning took a deep breath and then snorted through his nose. The sound was clear over the phone: "Okay, you can bear it. I will assume that you were under a lot of pressure before and are just starting to rebound now. You can stay outside for a while, but you have to come back to see your father. I accompanied him to the hospital the day before yesterday, and the examination showed that his heart is not in good condition."
"I can't come back." Qiu Zijie refused.
"You unfilial son, you don't even care about your father?"
Qiu Zijie said: "Your and dad's cell phones are within my surveillance range. You haven't been to the hospital recently."
The lie was exposed and Zheng Ning was speechless.
"But mom, dad didn't go to the hospital, but I found out that he bought some medicine online."
"What medicine?"
"Aphrodisiac."
“.......”
"The package should be delivered to your home this afternoon. If you are at home, please sign for it for him. Also, pay more attention to my dad and focus on him. It is my dad who is under pressure."
“........”
After saying that, Qiu Zijie hung up the phone.
Jiang Ling asked: "Zijie, is your father also impotent?"
Sheng Xiaoxing caught the word "also" in Jiang Ling's words and asked, "Is there anyone else suffering from impotence?"
Song Zhouqi pricked up his ears.
All the people present were good friends. Jiang Ling said, "Don't tell anyone what I said..."
.....
"A-choo——"
After making sure that there was nothing wrong with his body and turning to psychological treatment, Fu Zhan, who was preparing to be hypnotized in the treatment room, suddenly sneezed.
The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother sat in a row beside him, watching quietly.
"Second and third brothers, are you so free today? Can you go back? I feel uneasy seeing you looking at me like that," Fu Zhan lay in a chair with a soft pillow under his head, glancing at his brothers.
"Yes, I'm free. The shares of Boyuan have been acquired smoothly, and other projects have also been arranged. You don't need to worry too much, but you have a big problem," said Fu Chen.
"Then go find your week, you guys are not..."
"I'll come and see what's going on with you."
Fu Zhan and his second brother Fu Yu spoke at the same time, so before they finished speaking, they changed their words and complained, "You are all too idle."
Fu Chen then mentioned Zhou Xiao and said, "Zhou Xiao and his friends went to look for cats."
Fu Zhan: "What about Third Brother? Can't you go and do some boxing?"
Fu Yan: "Duoduo is not in the club."
Fu Zhan: "You won't box if Duoduo isn't around? Third brother, what's your logic? You box because you like it, not because of Duoduo."
Fu Yan: "You talk too much. I can punch you and save you the trouble of falling asleep."
Fu Zhan: “………….”
*
After leaving Heyuan Community, Song Xingqi and others accompanied Jiang Ling to the hospital and also took the opportunity to visit Jiang Ling's mother.
Everyone bought some fruits and entered the ward. Liang Qian was sitting at the head of the bed, watching videos of pastry-making, thinking about making some new products after being discharged from the hospital. When she saw her eldest son's classmates coming, she immediately put down her phone and asked them to sit down.
When it comes to cooking, Sheng Xiaoxing is also very good at it. The topic turned to food again, from small pastries to cooking. Qiu Zijie and Song Xingqi became more and more hungry as they listened, and swallowed their saliva frequently.
"Gurgle~" Song Zhouqi's stomach growled and she pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed.
Liang Qian smiled and quickly asked Jiang Yi to take out the bread and milk from the cupboard to fill their stomachs first.
Jiang Ling went to see the attending physician to ask about his mother's condition and surgery date.
Unexpectedly, there is an additional doctor in charge of Liang Qian's condition, a cardiac surgery expert who came from outside the province specially. The two will work together to perform a heart valve replacement surgery for his mother and will also introduce the surgical plan to him in detail.
Valve replacement can be done open-chest or minimally invasively.
If the chest is opened, the recovery time will be long after the operation. Minimally invasive surgery will cause less damage and faster healing. Liang Qian's situation is also very suitable for minimally invasive surgery, which only requires a small incision to perform the operation immediately.
The original attending physician was also an expert. Now two experts are doing a minimally invasive surgery together, which is a waste of talent.
"Thank you," Jiang Ling bowed to the two doctors.
The attending doctor waved his hands and said, "No, no, you're welcome. This is our duty as doctors. We will do our best for any operation."
Jiang Ling nodded, thanked him again and walked out of the office.
Then he sent a message to Fu Zhan: [Thank you! ]
Suddenly there was an expert to see my mother, and he flew here from the province. It was obvious that Fu Zhan was helping him behind the scenes. Today, my brother told him that the hospital wanted to change my mother to a VIP ward, but my mother thought it was unnecessary, so she declined.
Simply saying thank you doesn't seem to be sincere enough.
After thinking about it, Jiang Ling sent an emoticon of two kittens hugging and rubbing against each other, and wrote the message again.
[I’m in the hospital. I just saw the attending doctor. Thank you Fu Zhan, thank you my dear Zhan Zhan, I’m blowing you a kiss~]
......
Fu Zhan has entered a hypnotic state, and the hypnotist is digging into his psychological shadows.
He gave his cell phone to his eldest brother for safekeeping. Although it was on silent mode, the screen lit up. Fu Chen subconsciously glanced at it and saw the content displayed in the notification.
Look at my brother again.
Fu Chen suddenly felt anxious.
Even his impotent brother has a wife, but he and Zhou Xing are still at the stage of eating and occasionally hugging each other...
Seven o'clock in the evening.
The Paw Patrol members bought their equipment, and the four of them cleaned themselves up at Jiang Ling's house.
"Here," Jiang Ling adjusted the wig on his head with one hand and handed the sticker to Sheng Xiaoxing with the other.
Sheng Xiaoxing wore a sleeveless hip-hop style loose vest that showed off both arms. He put stickers on his arms, a blue dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, and a Mickey Mouse tattoo on his chest: "I think it's not bad, it's quite imposing."
"Jiang Ling, Xiao Xing, do you think I look good like this?" Song Xingqi was very handsome, and no matter how he dressed he couldn't look mature, so he had to put on a beard.
"It looks... well, not bad," Jiang Ling commented.
Song Zhouqi picked up the mirror and pressed the beard with his fingers to prevent it from falling off.
"I'm fine too," Qiu Zijie came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a floral shirt and beach shorts, and his hair was waxed and combed back. Paired with his original frameless glasses, he looked a little inconsistent but avant-garde.
"OK," Jiang Ling lifted her pink wig and put on black stockings, "Let's go!"
Four people walked out of the house.
The neighbors who were enjoying the cool air or eating and chatting in front of their homes suddenly became quiet and watched four people with different styles walking by on the road: "........"
Just after a quarter after eight, they arrived at the door of the Warm Heart Theme Nightclub.
Unlike during the day, the nightclub signs under the night sky are lit with colorful lights of various colors, creating a nightclub atmosphere.
Four people followed a few people dressed in the same trendy clothes into the room. The man guarding the door held out his hand to stop them, looked at them, and asked, "Are you guys adults?"
"Of course I am an adult. Can we come if we are not?" Jiang Ling took the lead, flashing his ID card in front of the other party and stuffing it back into the small bag on his back. "See clearly, I am 23."
"I'm 40," Song Zhouxing stood with his hands behind his back. He was not afraid at all when his friends were around him. Besides, they were human beings, not puppies.
"40?" The man was very skeptical, "Why doesn't it look like that to me?"
Song Zhouqi clenched his palm and asked, "How much do you want to cut off?"
"............" the man said in a sweat, "Do you think this is Pinduoduo? Cut off ten years of age!"
Song Zhouqi: "Yeah, about the same."
Without waiting for the man to say anything, Sheng Xiaoxing frowned and stretched out his arms: "Are you going to let us in or not?"
"Okay, come in," the man waved his hand.
The four of them entered the nightclub.
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