Gods and Ghosts Have Arranged Home Alone

Chapter 15 Borrowing Drugs

In the department, Chen Guoguo, who had returned from a business trip, had a reception on the second floor of the Immortal Forest. Even the dean and senior cadres were invited to attend.

Zheng Chuanchuan and Dr. Peter should eat and smile, as if nothing happened.

Ye Cheng turned over a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, but couldn't eat it no matter what.

When Chen Guoguo walked to their table, everyone at the table stood up and toasted with a smile. Zheng Chuanchuan secretly tugged Ye Cheng who was in a daze.

Ye Cheng stood up, clinked glasses with them, and drank it all in one gulp.

Ye Cheng continued to pour the wine, and said to Chen Guoguo, "Old Chen, I respect you for this glass."

"you are welcome!"

The two clinked glasses, and after drinking, Ye Cheng continued to pour the wine without saying a word, Chen Guoguo looked at him with a smile, Ye Cheng filled their glasses, clinked glasses, and continued to drink.

A group of people thought they were drinking together and clapped their hands to cheer them on. After the two drank two bottles, everyone finally realized that something was wrong.

Are they risking their lives to drink?

Chen Guoguo's face was rosy, and he didn't look drunk at all. Ye Cheng couldn't hold the bottle steadily, and most of the wine he poured out spilled. The little boy was not tall enough, so he had to hold him by the waist and tell him not to drink.

"Are you okay?" Chen Guoqi asked.

Ye Cheng glanced at him drunkenly, and clinked glasses, which were taken away by Zheng Chuanchuan.

Zheng Chuanchuan said: "I will replace him."

Chen Guoqi: "Good!"

The two respect each other and drink.

Ye Cheng was about to faint, Zheng Chuanchuan pushed him back to his seat, and the little boy stretched out his little hands to wipe Ye Cheng's sweat.

Chen Guoguo was in good spirits, and took the cup to the next table.

The dean saw them fighting for wine from a distance, and seeing Chen Guoguo coming, he couldn't help clapping his hands: "Old Chen, I didn't expect you to drink so well!"

"Where."

A table of people laughing and laughing.

Ye Cheng was lying on the table, Zheng Chuanchuan helped him up, and said goodbye to everyone.

Ye Cheng died when he went out to the gate of the Fairy Trail Forest. The little boy ran to buy water. When he came back, Zheng Chuanchuan was helping Ye Cheng with a livid face to sit on the chair.

"Bring water." Zheng Chuanchuan said.

"I'll do it." The little boy climbed onto the chair and carefully fed Ye Cheng with water.

Zheng Chuanchuan lit a cigarette, looked at the fairy forest where people were coming and going, and said nothing.

Ye Cheng knew that Zheng Chuanchuan was by his side, and he had many questions to ask him, but Ye Cheng couldn't speak, his eyelids kept drooping, and Ye Cheng fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Ye Cheng had something on his mind, so he didn't sleep well. When he woke up, the Fairy Trail Forest was still bustling with activity, but Zheng Chuanchuan had already left.

He turned his head and looked, and found that his body was covered with the little boy's little mandarin jacket, and his head was resting on the little boy's lap. The little boy was leaning on the back of the chair, blowing bubbles, wondering what kind of dream he was having.

This brat is still a child after all.

Ye Cheng smiled and shook his head, raising his hand to wipe his saliva.

The little boy woke up.

He touched Ye Cheng's face nervously: "Father, are you feeling better? There is still water, do you want to drink?"

"drink."

The little boy unscrewed the bottle cap to feed him water. Ye Cheng sipped and said, "I want to drink juice."

The little boy didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pinched Ye Cheng's face: "Smelly dad, you've been drunk for a while, what juice are you drinking?"

"I just want to drink."

"Which flavor?"

Ye Cheng sat up, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the night sky, and said, "Orange juice."

The little boy rummaged through his pocket, and there was still five yuan in his pocket. He jumped off the chair, was picked up by Ye Cheng, and rubbed his head in his arms.

"I'm joking, are you serious?" Ye Cheng laughed.

The little boy raised his head and kissed Ye Cheng on the cheek.

"It smells like alcohol." The little boy wrinkled his nose.

"What should I do?"

"Wash your face!" The little boy licked Ye Cheng's face, Ye Cheng hugged him and laughed out of breath.

The father and son quarreled for a while, then calmed down. They sat on the side of the quiet road, looking at the bustling fairy forest, as if they were out of tune with this world.

Ye Cheng stood up unsteadily, the little boy took him, thinking he was going home, and said he wanted to call a taxi, but Ye Cheng shook his head, and led him to another direction.

There is a small hill in the park in the middle of the street, with green grass, overlooking the night view of the city, it is a holy place for couples to date.

There was once a romance novelist who wrote Xiaoshan Bao into the story. The protagonists of the story met and got acquainted here, and it was also here that they broke up, and finally met again, and it was still here.

After the novel was made into a TV series, the crew came here to shoot scenes, and Xiaoshanbao once became a famous scenic spot in the city.

Ye Cheng followed the crowd for a while, and led the little boy into a fork in the road. The trees were lush, and the more he walked, the more he walked, and when he turned the corner, his eyes suddenly opened up.

The stars are shining brightly, so close that you can touch them, the city below is brightly lit, and the distant river reflects the lights, like a glowing ribbon flowing in the city.

"It's so beautiful." The little boy sighed.

"Haha, the place I found is of course beautiful!" Ye Cheng sat down and looked up at the stars.

The little boy sat next to Ye Cheng.

The evening wind blew the grass and made a rustling sound. The little boy sat for a while, then stood up, walked up to Ye Cheng and sat down, wrapping him in his arms. The little boy was too small to hold Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng Gently grabbed the little hand on the chest, pinched it close to the heart: "Little pervert, do you want to eat your father's tofu?"

The little satyr rubbed against Ye Cheng's neck, Ye Cheng was tickled by him, and raised his hand to mess up the little boy's hair.

The father and son watched the night scene quietly, and the little boy said, "Dad, call out."

"What are you shouting for?"

"You can shout whatever you have in mind." The little boy said, "It will make you feel better when you shout."

"Little idiot, you thought it was filming TV!" Ye Cheng pinched his face and said with a smile, "If you shout here, not only the people below will hear it, but also the people nearby. Shout out!"

"Have you shouted?"

"Yelled."

The little boy observed Ye Cheng's expression and asked curiously, "Who are you coming with?"

Ye Cheng looked at the night sky and stopped talking.

A group of people walked out of the fairy trail forest one after another, the banquet was over, they said goodbye to each other, and took the car to go home.

The little boy looked away and looked up at the night sky, just as a shooting star passed by, the little boy excitedly pushed Ye Cheng: "Dad! Make a wish!"

"It's all over." Ye Cheng half-knocked his eyes and yawned lazily.

Chattering discussions sounded nearby, and the couple who came on a date also found the shooting star, and they all regretted that they didn't make a wish in time.

The little boy grabbed Ye Cheng's hands and clapped them together. Ye Cheng clasped his hands together and was covered by the little boy's palm. He asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

"Make a wish! Prepare to make a wish!"

"Do you think meteors start on time? It's not bad to meet one."

"There will definitely be, Dad is ready!"

"Okay, okay." Ye Cheng really had nothing to do with him.

The shooting star hadn't appeared for a long time, and Ye Cheng felt a little sleepy watching it. When he was about to squint his eyes, the little boy said pleasantly, "Here we come!"

The meteor dragged its long tail and left a silver light in the night sky. Ye Cheng hurriedly made a wish, but the meteor had disappeared.

The little boy stared at the night sky, waiting for the next shooting star.

"Go home." Ye Cheng said.

Ye Cheng walked erratically, the little boy supported him and said distressedly: "Father, how should I grow up?"

"You ask me, who am I asking?" Ye Cheng thought for a while, "Eat more food, maybe you will grow up."

The little boy blinked: "Dad, I'm hungry."

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Ye Cheng drunkenly flipped through his wallet.

"Kiss me."

"???"

"Dad, I don't have enough energy, I'm going to disappear." The little boy was playing tricks while hugging his thigh.

Ye Cheng had already seen what the little rascal was thinking, and pinched his face: "Smelly brat, who are you lying to? Not enough energy? Do you think you are a battery that needs to be charged?"

The little boy closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and his figure really faded.

Ye Cheng was startled, rubbed his eyes: "Hey...how do you..."

"Come on!" The little boy raised his face, "I'm going to disappear!"

"Okay, okay, kiss you!" Ye Cheng was so drunk that he didn't expect the kid to control him at all. He bent down and obediently let the kid kiss him.

The next afternoon, when Zheng Chuanchuan came to look for Ye Cheng, Ye Cheng was still asleep with his head covered.

The little boy called him in, made tea, brought a plate of fruit, and called Ye Cheng into the room.

Ye Cheng came out sleepily, and sat lazily on the sofa: "What's the matter?"

Zheng Chuanchuan peeled the oranges and asked, "Ye Cheng, the medicine is not enough, do you have any more?"

Ye Cheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, do you have a bottle?"

Zheng Chuanchuan handed him a big bottle that had already been prepared, and Ye Cheng sweated a little: "Is the bottle too big?"

"Otherwise it's not enough."

"Hasn't it been tested yet?"

"Still analyzing the ingredients."

"Oh..." Ye Cheng entered the room, closed the door and locked it, and a few minutes later, he brought out a bottle full of liquid.

"Is there any lotus root?" Ye Cheng asked the little boy.

The little boy went into the kitchen and looked through: "It's gone."

"Then go out and buy." Ye Cheng said.

"Lotus root?" Zheng Chuanchuan keenly caught a clue.

Ye Cheng rubbed his nose: "Well... so what... I want to eat lotus root for dinner."

dinner?Zheng Chuanchuan glanced at the pile of vegetables bought on the table, all the vegetables were bought, and he wanted to go out to buy lotus root again?

A little bat popped its head out of his pocket, and Zheng Chuanchuan pushed it back.

"I see, come out." Ye Cheng said, "Why doesn't Peter come by himself?"

"He's going to have an operation tonight, so he's not free." Zheng Chuanchuan took out the little bat and fed it oranges. The little bat took a bite and turned his face away in disgust.

Zheng Chuanchuan peeled an apple and fed it. When he was full, he put the little bat in his pocket and got up to say goodbye.

Walking to the door, Zheng Chuanchuan turned his head and said, "Ye Cheng, I'll come back tomorrow."

How should Ye Cheng get rid of him when he has a headache? Zheng Chuanchuan said, "Come and get some medicine every day."

"Okay... okay, how about I send it to you?"

"No need." A smile appeared on Zheng Chuanchuan's lips, "I'll bring the lotus root by the way."

Ye Cheng: "..."

When Zheng Chuanchuan walked down the stairs, he looked back. The little boy locked the door and led Ye Cheng downstairs. Zheng Chuanchuan thought it was funny. Who is whose father?

Seeing Zheng Chuanchuan walking slowly ahead, Ye Cheng opened his mouth, swallowed the words again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and called him.

Zheng Chuanchuan looked back lazily with a cigarette in his mouth.

Ye Cheng took a few steps forward and stood side by side with him, hesitatingly said: "That..."

"No comment."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Zheng Chuanchuan waved, and the taxi stopped in front of him. Zheng Chuanchuan opened the door and sat in. Ye Cheng patted the car window and asked anxiously, "What did you do to her?"

"Where are you going?" the driver asked.

"No. 11 Street, No. 3309, Labor [-]th Road." Zheng Chuanchuan pressed the button, and the car window slowly rose. Ye Cheng was clapping on the window outside, but he pretended not to see it.

The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove away.

Ye Cheng looked at the taxi going away, and he didn't recover for a long time. A car thought he was going to take a car, so it kindly pulled over and asked, "Where are you going?"

Ye Cheng opened the car door and said, "No. 11, No. 3309 Street, Labor [-]th Road!"

The driver trembled: "Ah! Go there!"

Ye Cheng was taken aback by his reaction, and quickly asked, "What's wrong there?"

The car started slowly, and the driver glanced at him from the rear-view mirror, and asked strangely, "You don't know?"

"I do not know!"

"I don't know if you're still going?"

"Well... I have friends there."

"Oh." The driver turned the steering wheel and said, "No. 11, No. 3309 Street, Labor [-]th Road, is a very evil place. It was called Yuanshan Pharmaceutical Company a few months ago. It is said that Feng Shui is not good, and it gathers Yin Qi. , quite a few people died around there."

Ye Cheng, the Yuanshan pharmaceutical company, has heard of it. It has been closed down for a long time, but he didn't expect it to become an evil place?

"Then is there still someone working in Yuanshan Company?" Ye Cheng asked.

The driver laughed and shook his head: "Brother, haven't you been there?"

"No..." Ye Cheng broke into a sweat, the labor road is too remote, he has never been to that place.

What was Zheng Chuanchuan doing there?

Could it be his secret base there?

"Now that piece of land has been bought by a rich boss and renamed it Tiandi Pharmaceutical. It is said that the business is doing well... What is the name of the boss... Ah, the surname is Yan! The volume is like a wall!"

The driver laughed while talking.

Ye Cheng asked curiously, "Have you met the big boss?"

"I've seen it! When Tiandi Pharmaceutical opened, I happened to take a few people there. The boss was speaking on the stage. He was tall and strong, with a shaggy beard. At that station, half of the sunlight was blocked!"

Ye Cheng imagined it for a while, and he was also amused, and he was even more curious about this big boss.

This Boss Yan is probably the one who helped Hu Er pay off the medical bills!

The car drove into Labor Road. The road was empty, surrounded by dilapidated houses that had been demolished.

The sun was setting and the night was gradually covering the land. The driver turned on the headlights and said, "Don't walk around at night. Look, there are no street lights here."

Ye Cheng looked around, feeling extremely flustered, the car drove fast, and vaguely saw another taxi.

Two cars stopped outside the gate one after the other. Ye Cheng saw Zheng Chuanchuan get off the car and walked in quickly.

Ye Cheng paid the money and got out of the car, and the two taxis left together.

After the headlights disappeared, the gate was plunged into deep darkness, and the only thing that could illuminate the world was the bright office building.

Ye Cheng raised his foot and walked in, when a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Who are you looking for?"

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...!!!""

"Young man, don't be afraid." The old man lit his flashlight, illuminating his face from bottom to top, "You... Huh? Doctor Ye?"

The old man shined a light on his face with a flashlight: "Hey! Doctor Ye, don't be afraid, it's me! Old Zhou from the morgue!"

Ye Cheng stopped shouting, opened his mouth, and was speechless for a while.

Uncle Zhou took him into the duty room, turned on the light, and made a pot of tea for him to drink.

After Ye Cheng drank a cup of tea, the frightened soul finally returned to his body.

The little boy also wanted tea, and Uncle Zhou poured him a cup.

"Uncle Zhou, why are you here?" Ye Cheng asked.

Zhou Bo sighed quietly, he seemed unwilling to say more, he just said: "I resigned, and then I will come to work here."

Uncle Zhou glanced at the office building outside the window, and asked Ye Cheng mysteriously, "What are you doing here?"

"Come to find someone." Ye Cheng also said mysteriously, "Uncle Zhou, do you know which floor Zheng Chuanchuan's office is on?"

"He is in room 901 on the ninth floor."

"Okay, thanks." Ye Cheng got up to leave, but Zhou Bo grabbed him.

"Doctor Ye, you'd better not go in." Uncle Zhou said with a serious face, "That place is not for ordinary people to enter."

Ye Cheng thought it was funny, isn't it possible for ordinary people to enter?Isn't Zheng Chuanchuan an ordinary person?He can enter, why... oh wait!

There was a click in Ye Cheng's mind, and he looked at Uncle Zhou, breaking out in cold sweat.

A huge wall suddenly blocked the door, and he couldn't get in after trying a few times. He bent down, sucked in his stomach, and forced his way in.

After the strong man came in, the small duty room was filled to the brim. At this moment, Ye Cheng finally understood what the driver said about the strong man who looked like a wall.

Ye Cheng was shrouded in shadows, leaning his back against the wall, and asked profusely in sweat, "You... are you... Boss Yan?"

Boss Yan pinched Ye Cheng's chin with his palm-like big hand, and twisted him back and forth to watch him. The little boy got anxious and patted Boss Yan's belly, telling him not to touch it.

Boss Yan's stomach was full, and the little boy fell to the ground with an oops. Ye Cheng quickly picked him up, and the father and son stared at Boss Yan nervously.

"Are you a doctor?" Boss Yan asked.

"Yes Yes……"

"Surgical?"

"Yes……"

Boss Yan stroked his beard, grinned and said, "Our company is short of doctors, do you want to come to work?"

Uncle Zhou gestured frantically behind the big boss, waving his hands and shaking his head.

Lightning flashed and thundered in Ye Cheng's mind, and he was so scared that Boss Yan stood in front of him, as if he would slap him to death if he didn't agree.

Boss Yan raised his hand, Ye Cheng yelled in fright, tightly protecting the little boy, and clapped his palm-sized hand on his shoulder, Boss Yan's voice sounded like a bell: "Let's go, I'll take you to visit our company!"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Boss Yan laughed loudly: "Look how scared you are! I won't eat you again!"

Ye Cheng choked: "... just visit the company?"

"That's right, aren't you looking for Zheng Chuanchuan?" Boss Yan narrowed his eyes, "He said you followed him all the way."

Ye Cheng: "..." Emma was discovered!

Boss Yan: "After the visit, you decide whether to come or not. Our company welcomes you at any time."

Ye Cheng: "...um...my current job is very good, I don't want to..."

Boss Yan clenched his fists.

Ye Cheng raised his hands in surrender: "...well, that...will consider..."

Boss Yan snorted in satisfaction, and asked him, "Why don't you sign the contract first?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

Boss Yan picked up the little boy who patted his belly, put it on his shoulder, and said to Ye Cheng, "Okay, I'm just kidding, don't be nervous."

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