Chapter 635: Bring Him To Me
After Orris tossed a few hundred grenades, Chen Zhao finally…didn’t die.
In movies, the people who survived were the main characters. Those who didn’t were random passersby.
Okay, this kind of attack had some effect.
At least, Chen Zhao wouldn’t die if anyone threw a grenade at him, as long as he didn’t try to eat the grenade.
At least, he wouldn’t die if they threw the grenades one by one.
Anyway, Chen Zhao’s ability to take hits had improved greatly.
He felt like he could go challenge a police station now.
Of course, if the police station had a few machine guns, Chen Zhao would probably have to surrender still.
However, against these targeted magic attacks, Chen Zhao could manage.
If he faced this kind of situation in the future, he wouldn’t have to rely on the Qingyi Armor to take it head-on.
Actually, the theory behind these sneeze bombs was simple. It was just using the incompatibility between your own magic and the swallowed magic.
The moment you swallow it, use your own magic as the spring to release the spell again.
But even though the theory was simple, only the Glutton could actually use it.
If anyone else tried it, their lips would probably explode.
“Oh, Lord, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Is there a way to make someone cursed with the talking spirit to talk?”
“No,” Beelzebub Zofee said.
“No way at all?”
“If he’s in the human world, you can kill him and send his soul to me. I’ll interrogate him for you.”
“But after someone dies, their soul falls randomly into Hell, right?”
“If you put one of my mementos with him before he dies, then his soul would land near me after he dies.” Zofee tossed Chen Zhao a ring. “This ring will send the soul directly to me, but it can only be used once.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“Oh, this is the thing that the old human translated.” Zofee gave the naval diary translation and original to Chen Zhao. “Do you want to keep the old guy?”
“Keep him. I need to check if the diary was translated correctly or not.”
When he returned to the living world, it wasn’t dawn like before.
Fali was eating dinner when he returned.
And she saw him appear suddenly.
“Oh… Fali, I’m back.”
“Chen, you kept your phone with me. Yesterday, Mr. Rasfa called, saying that Steven is hospitalized. He wanted me to tell you as soon as you came back.” Fali handed him the phone.
Chen Zhao’s happy mood was ruined instantly.
“That old bastard,” Chen Zhao said, annoyed. “I told him a few days ago to take care of his body. I don’t care about him now.”
Fali stared at him and Chen Zhao fidgeted under her eyes.
“Okay, okay, I’ll go calm him and see if he’s dead yet.”
Chen Zhao dialed Steven’s phone. “Old bastard, if you’re not dead yet, tell me which hospital you’re in.”
But an old woman’s voice traveled from the other end.
“Who are you? Steven isn’t able to answer the phone now.”
“Uh…” This was awkward.
Chen Zhao and Steven usually talked without holding back.
He didn’t think that someone else would answer.
“You’re Steven’s personal doctor, right?”
“Uh… Yes.”
“He’s in Chantilly Hospital.”
“I’ll go over now.”
Fali already brought over Chen Zhao’s clothes. “Go shower and change before going.”
Right now, he was dressed like a bum.
Chen Zhao hurried to the hospital and knocked on the door to Steven’s room.
A moment later, an old woman opened the door.
This was Chen Zhao’s second time meeting Halifa Oliver.
“Hello, miss.”
“Hi. Steven is laying in there. Come in.”
“Thank you, miss.”
Chen Zhao still showed respect toward seniors that he didn’t know.
“Oh, your wine is very nice,” Halifa said.
“Huh?”
“I won’t disturb you and Steven anymore.” With that Halifa left the room.
Entering the door, Chen Zhao saw Steven laying in bed, but he was awake.
But his expression was dark.
Chen Zhao’s expression darkened too. “Old bastard.”
“Chen, help me get better faster. I need to be discharged. I can’t stay here now.”
Chen Zhao clenched his teeth and stared at Steven. “I told you already to rest or drink that wine. Even if you sleep for three days, it’ll help you recover, but you didn’t listen and insisted on being so stubborn. And just like I expected, you messed up your body.”
“It’s not the time to blame me now. I need to be discharged.”
“I can’t help discharge you right now, but it’s not too late. Drink this wine. You only need one glass and sleep three days. Then you’ll recover.”
“There’s no other way?”
“Or you can spend more time in the hospital. You can choose.”
Steven hesitated. He stared imploringly at Chen Zhao.
But Chen Zhao was unmoved. Steven was just over-exhausted.
It wasn’t hard for him to get discharged quickly, but Chen Zhao would be harming him if he did that.
Chen Zhao didn’t want to lose a friend. No matter what state the movie was in, Steven was still more important.
“Okay…” Steven sighed. “Help me call that old woman in.”
Chen Zhao went outside and called Halifa in.
“Halifa, go to my studio and take the wine out of my safe.”
“You *sshole, you’re crazy! Look at your health. You still want to drink?”
Steven looked at Chen Zhao, so he explained, “Miss, please believe me. That wine will only help Steven instead of harming him.”
“Is it the Purple Brew?” Halifa licked her lips.
She wasn’t an alcoholic, but she really liked it.
That flavor was memorable and tempting.
“It’s not Purple Brew, but it’s better,” Chen Zhao said. “Steven, I won’t stay here.”
“Okay. Oh, you disappeared for more than a day. Where did you go?”
“No, I just went to get medicine from the mountains and forgot my phone,” Chen Zhao said.
“You pick the medicine that you usually use from the mountains?”
“Okay, let’s stop talking about me. I have other stuff to do. Miss…goodbye.”
“Bye.” Halifa could feel how close Chen Zhao and Steven were.
