Chapter 286 His Cat (1)

There is no light in the dark ward, the instrument next to the bed makes a slight "didi" sound, and there is a burst of wind pouring in from the window next to the ear. Listen carefully for a while, and there seems to be a slight sound of footsteps came.

Ding Bao didn't open his eyes in a hurry, but silently pretended to be still in a coma after waking up, and continued to pay attention to the voice in his ear.

She could feel a person sitting beside her, and as the person stood up and sat down, the fabric of the clothes rubbed against each other making very little noise, as if she was trying to be careful.

The ones who can sit here at this time are definitely not nurses and doctors, so who else?
Ding Bao is still very self-aware, she knows her popularity, and she never expected anyone to help her collect the body after something happened.

Who is sitting next to me now?

As the temperature in the hospital bed dropped, Ding Bao could feel her hands were freezing cold, and as the wind outside the window continued to blow her face, her lips were also frozen unconscious.

When she was silently greeting the ancestors of the family who opened the window, she stretched out her hands and gently pulled up the quilt on the hospital bed, followed by carefully and gently putting her hands into the quilt .

After doing this, the man got up and closed the window again.

In an instant, the sound of the wind stopped abruptly, leaving only the friction sound of leather shoes on the floor.

With the sound of footsteps walking towards the door, Ding Bao raised his eyes slightly, opened his eyelids a little, and looked in the direction of the door.

In the hazy and dim room, she could only vaguely see the back of a man. The black suit on his body almost blended into the night. The moment his long legs stepped out, his movements paused for a moment, followed by his thoughtful turning back. one look.

Ding Bao closed his eyes quietly, and walked out listening to the footsteps, and the door of the ward was gently closed.

The man didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, and Ding Bao didn't see his face clearly, only a vague outline of it.

That figure looked familiar.

Ding Bao opened his eyes, lay on the bed and stared at the dark ceiling quietly, before he had time to think carefully, Bazahei's voice interrupted her train of thought.

"You completed the last task very well. As a reward, we will pay you five years of medical expenses and three days of sobriety. During these three days, you can get rid of the vegetative state and do what you want."

"What do I want to do?"

Ding Bao whispered, his voice was hoarse and dry.

"I have nothing to do."

"You can also choose to continue to the next task."

Ding Bao frowned.

She only felt that her head was in a daze, and it was difficult to concentrate on thinking, but she knew that she had to do some things, so Ding Baoqiang insisted on concentrating, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"You promised me back then that you would restore my health after completing all the missions... How many missions are there exactly? Where have I progressed?"

Bazahei had expected that Ding Bao would ask these questions, so he had already prepared his speech in his mind.

"I don't know exactly how many tasks there are in total, but you can rest assured that there will never be more than fifteen. As for where you have progressed, don't you know yourself? You have only completed one task."

Bazahei knew that Ding Bao couldn't remember everything from the past.

So it speaks frankly and generously.

The leader above said that fast travel salesmen don't need to know the tasks they have performed before, they just need to constantly shuttle in different worlds and complete all the tasks.

What they don't remember, will be recorded by the fast travel assistant.

After all, the salesman and the assistant are in a cooperative relationship. The assistant can also get promoted after the salesman completes all the tasks, so there is no need to worry about the assistant doing anything that is not good for the salesman.

Therefore, there was no psychological burden when Bazahei lied to Ding Bao.

All the salesmen come here like this, and Ding Bao is no exception.

"Forget it, I'll take a break and start the next task directly."

Sure enough, Ding Bao still loves work as always.

Waiting for the salesman to take a break, Bazahei happily pulled out his small computer from the corner, and after clumsily and laboriously entering a series of passwords, a series of numbers jumped out on the palm-sized screen.

The first line is the balance in its account.

After seeing the obviously increased balance, Bazahei's small eyes lit up, and he stretched out his paws to point to the numbers and count forward one by one.

"One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand..."

Hehe, when Ding Bao finishes all his missions, he will have enough money to exchange for a big house!
Thinking of Bazahei, he was a little excited and took out a crumpled banknote from under his creaking nest, then turned his head and shouted at the small shop.

"Boss, have a bowl of ramen!"

A slender white paw stretched out and took Bazahei's money.

"What's in it?"

"How much is an extra serving of beef?"

"Ten pieces of beef are not added, but twenty pieces are added."

Bazahei was moved.

It has rarely eaten beef when it grows so big.

Thinking of this, it was just about to nod, when it suddenly glanced at the newcomer who lived in the opposite cage.

A pair of big light blue eyes were staring straight at him, filled with longing and... hunger.

When it reached the edge of its mouth, it was suddenly speechless. It stretched out its paws and scratched its head a little annoyedly, then gritted its teeth, and said in a low voice.

"No more beef, two bowls of vegetarian ramen."

"Two bowls?"

"Well, pass one of the bowls to the other side."

"Ah……"

Hearing the words, the boss gave Bazahei a meaningful look, and then snorted strangely and indifferently, as if mocking it.

Bazahei was made uncomfortable by the laughter, and he regretted it, but when he looked at the eyes on the other side, he was a little at a loss.

The noodles were delivered, and there were two small green vegetables floating on the two sides of the clear soup with little water, and a layer of oily flowers floating on the soup.

Just as it lowered its head and concentrated on eating the noodles, there was a soft voice from the opposite side, cautious and weak like a quail just hatched.

"thank you."

Bazahei looked up at it, and muttered something inarticulate.

"no more chance."

The other party heard it, and was still thanking, the voice was weak and trembling.

"When I have money in the future, I will definitely return it to you."

Bazahei ignored it, drank the soup in the bowl after eating up the noodles, and finally returned the bowl to the boss.

It turned back and continued to shrink in its cage, staring at the screen on the wall, its eyes a little distracted.

In fact, when it first came here, the first salesman it took over was not Ding Bao, but a female lawyer with a serious profession and high social status.

It thought it was lucky, but who knew that the female lawyer failed in the first mission.

(End of this chapter)

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