Chapter 227: Unlucky Zhao Zhiming

Compared to Ma Xiao, the grilled fish is more flavorful; paired with rice, it's simply too fragrant.

Granny Sun held her grandson, gazing at a table full of townspeople, especially Li Yong, who looked cultured and educated, as they toasted her; the old lady was so delighted her mouth wouldn't close, she kept praising her daughter's brother-in-law as capable.

Ye Cheng could only smile; back when they had looked down on him, they'd forgotten him completely.

The meal lasted until past three in the afternoon; Zhao Zhiming was completely drunk, Cui Shao and Li Yong also were made to drink quite a bit; in the end Xiao Rou drove the car and took everyone back.

Of course, before leaving, Zhao Zhiming, tongue-tied, also took away the crayfish.

Ye Cheng kept urging him, "Don't eat too much at all"; as for whether this guy can restrain himself, that's hard to say.

Since he had promised Li Yong to go out to sea, Ye Cheng had been observing his Luck Value these days; according to his estimate, as long as his Luck Value reached 90, he could go to sea.

The next day, Luck Value: 30 + 20.

A Luck Value of 50 won't do; he told Li Yong that they couldn't go to sea today.

He had originally planned to go around with Xiao Hu, casually pick up some things, or go set a fish trap.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunxiang came over, saying that Zhang Guafu's son Xiao Liang had been discharged today.

"Discharged this early? Shouldn't they stay a few more days?" Ye Cheng estimated; it didn't seem like many days.

According to his thinking, this ought to require a hospital stay of a couple months.

Jiang Yunxiang sighed, "It's not for any other reason; hospital is too expensive, city costs are high, even your Aunt Zhang can't bear it."

Ye Cheng could understand that; not to mention this era, even nowadays hospitalization is expensive, unless it's required observation; for plain recuperation most people still choose to go home.

"Alright, call Xiao Hu, then we'll go find Li Yong; I'll pay, hire a car, go pick up Xiao Liang; sister-in-law, you don't need to go, there wouldn't be space."

"Okay, I'll go to your Aunt Zhang's place to help tidy up; it's been empty so long, the pots are cold."

Ye Cheng called Li Yong, hearing they were going to fetch Xiao Liang back; he readily agreed, not even taking money.

Villagers sometimes have a bit of cleverness, taking small advantages, but when something real happens, they're still willing to help as they can.

The three got in the car and headed straight for the hospital.

At the sight of Zhang Guafu, Ye Cheng somewhat understood why they had to come back; Zhang Guafu was exhausted to the point of being inhuman shape, she should rest.

But that sort of mental excitement kept her going; if this continues another week, she'll collapse.

If they returned to the village, there would be people helping before and after, so it wouldn't be so hard.

"Aunt, tidy up a bit; I'll go settle the fees."

Hospitalization fees are settled downstairs; walking to the downstairs payment window, just as he got in line, Ye Cheng saw an acquaintance.

Wang Ke, Lao Wang's nephew and Zhao Zhiming's friend, also had a slip and was queuing there.

"President Wang, why are you here too?" Ye Cheng went up and greeted him.

Wang Ke turned his head in surprise, saw it was Ye Cheng, his face instantly changed, "You say how would I be here?"

Holy shit!

"You say turn face and turn face; you think I'm Hello Kitty, right?"

"What business do you have with me here? I came up to say hello, you ate gunpowder?" Ye Cheng shouted back.

Wang Ke looked at Ye Cheng helplessly, directly tossed the slip to him, "Then you look at it yourself."

"What does that mean, you want me to look at your hospitalization slip?"

Ye Cheng took it and looked: Patient name: Zhao Zhiming, symptoms: rhabdomyolysis.

Holy crap!

This Zhao Zhiming, really is gluttonous.

How much did he eat, he ate himself into the hospital.

Seeing Ye Cheng's expression, Wang Ke said unhappily, "Now it's related to you, huh?"

Ye Cheng gave an embarrassed laugh, "That... there's a bit of relation; where's my Brother Zhao? I'll go see."

"In heaven, in crayfish heaven!" Wang Ke said with lingering fear, "This guy yesterday was dragging me to eat; good thing I ate little."

"President Wang, we'll talk about this later; I'll go see him first."

This guy, completely put the blame on himself; if he doesn't leave, he'll probably blow up.

Zhao Zhiming's upscale ward had only him.

When Ye Cheng entered, the guy was lying on the bed groaning 'aiyo aiyo'; looking at him, there's no real problem, just needs recuperation.

"Yo, whose husband chicken is this, calling like that, must have become a spirit?" Ye Cheng made a teasing remark at the door.

Zhao Zhiming with difficulty turned his head to glance, then immediately turned away, not wanting to see Ye Cheng.

"Yo, my Brother Zhao is shy." Ye Cheng approached smiling.

"Fuck! How did you come?" Seeing he couldn't dodge, Zhao Zhiming could only thicken his skin and face the humiliation.

"If I hadn't come, wouldn't I be seeing your last face?" Ye Cheng glared at him, "Didn't I tell you to eat less, eat less?"

Hearing Ye Cheng say eat less, I don't know if I stepped on his dog's tail, I almost jumped off the bed,

"Fuck! You still have the nerve to say, you say eat less so eat less; if I didn't eat, Wang Ke's guy would have eaten it all."

Er...

And there's this; why didn't Wang Ke say it just now?

"I'll tell you, I originally listened to you and didn't eat, then thought to bring this good stuff for that guy to try; didn't expect after he ate two, he came up and snatched, insisting on finishing it all."

"Then I couldn't show weakness either, so I ate a bit more; didn't expect I'd end up here."

Zhao Zhiming began describing with animated eyebrows, his voice gradually lowering, he lowered his head embarrassed.

"In the future, if you want to eat this, I'll make it for you, but at most 2 catties each time; more really won't do, it's life-threatening." Ye Cheng was also helpless, how could he not resist?

After Ye Cheng said all that, Zhao Zhiming only heard the phrase "I'll make it for you again."

"Alright, when I'm discharged I must have you make some; it's too delicious, no words."

"Okay, okay, when the time comes I'll find someone to specially make this; you pay and you'll have food to eat."

"Spending money is no problem, as long as there's food to eat, hehe."

The world of a foodie is indeed unlike that of ordinary people.

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

He greeted Lao Zhao and then left.

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

On the way back in the car, Jiang Yunxiang had already brought several old aunts to tidy up Zhang Guafu's house, almost finishing.

This moved Zhang Guafu, who kept insisting on treating everyone to a meal, but nobody would accept; after declining repeatedly, they glanced at Xiao Liang and then each left.