Chapter 20
Wang Ping had been in Zhang Yao's ward for more than ten minutes.
For more than ten minutes, Zhang Zheng and his wife were still in a state of confusion. As for Lao He, he was still staring at the flowers in the vase.
He was absolutely sure that these flowers were definitely newly planted in the hospital's flowerbed, because they had a strong smell of newly sprayed pesticides.
This smell of pesticides was the same as the smell of pesticides sprayed on the newly planted flowers in the flowerbed this morning.
Obviously, the returnee in front of him, who claimed to have returned from studying in the United States, picked the flowers in the hospital to give to his friend's daughter.
Are there such poor returnees?
At the same time.
Wang Ping chatted with Zhang Zheng and his wife skillfully, and told Zhang Yao about his college life.
"Zhang Yao, you rejected me on Christmas Day, but I won't give up. I will stay in the hospital today to take care of you. Don't worry, I won't disturb you."
Wang Ping grinned at Zhang Yao, pretending to be a college classmate rejected by Zhang Yao.
Zhang Zheng and his wife began to look at Wang Ping as if he were not their daughter's classmate.
Just kidding, this is the classmate who is pursuing their daughter, and he is still so persistent after being rejected.
They are very open-minded and don't care about the matching of family backgrounds. The criteria for choosing a son-in-law are simple. As long as the son-in-law is good to their daughter, they will be happy.
Wang Ping in front of him looks a little neurotic, but he is very good to Zhang Yao.
Didn't you see that he came to visit Zhang Yao as soon as he came back from the United States? In fact, Wang
Ping originally planned to use another identity.
A ruthless man turned Zhang Yao into a college classmate who was rejected by Wang Ping.
After thinking about it, Wang Ping finally gave up using this identity.
What a joke, this identity is very sensitive.
Zhang Yao died not long ago. If I use this identity, will Zhang Zheng's parents think the wrong thing and think that Zhang Yao died because Wang Ping rejected her pursuit?
Wang Ping still has to get along well with Zhang Zheng and his wife, so he can't use this identity.
At this time.
After Wang Ping finished speaking, he turned and looked at Lao He. Lao He was stunned. Why are you looking at me? I seem to be an outsider.
Wang Ping just raised his hand and said
"Dean He, I just heard that your security guard ran away. Are you hiring security guards? I just came back from studying in the United States and I just happened to be in need of a job. I want to apply for the security guard position."
Old He was stunned, his mouth slightly open.
Did I hear correctly? A returnee who studied in the United States, an elite among the elites, wants to be a hospital security guard?
Young man, are you sure you studied in the United States? Didn't you go to the United States to work as a security guard?
"Being a security guard?"Old He thought he was hallucinating and asked.
Wang Ping nodded sincerely and responded with a smile.
"Yes, I just came back from studying in the United States and I need a job."
At this point, Lao He was completely stunned.
The world is so big that there are all kinds of things. There are all kinds of birds in the forest.
Young man, can you please stop saying"I just came back from studying in the United States"? Do you know that by being a security guard, you are holding back the returnees?
The face of the returnees, you are almost wasting time with just one sentence.
"Then when will you come to work?"Lao He coughed lightly.
"Anytime is fine, the sooner the better. I think it's better to start today than to wait for a day."
Old He coughed violently, as if he understood. It seems that this young man is not here to be a security guard, but to get close to Zhang Yao.
I was wondering, how could a returnee be so miserable and come to be a security guard.
Before Old He could finish his thought, Wang Ping's voice came
"By the way, how much is the security salary? Is there overtime pay for overtime work? Are meals provided?"
Old He couldn't stand it anymore, so he dealt with Wang Ping casually, asked him to go to work today, said hello to Zhang Zheng and left.
Zhang Zheng and his wife watched the whole thing to the end, looked at each other, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
They might understand a little why their daughter rejected Wang Ping.
This Wang Ping might be a second-rate returnee.
Forget it, regardless of all this, as long as it doesn't hurt my daughter, who doesn't have a weird classmate?
At six o'clock in the evening, only Zhang Yao and Wang Ping were left in Room 510.
Zhang Zheng and his wife went home to cook for Zhang Yao, and the other packed Zhang Yao's underwear.
Zhang Yao vomited blood this morning and went to the hospital in a hurry, so she didn't have time to pack her things. Now Zhang Yao has been hospitalized for a few days, and she needs to sort out some underwear and toiletries.
"Zhang Yao, do you want an apple?
Wang Ping smiled and picked up an apple and ate it.
Zhang Yao was silent and stared at Wang Ping.
Seeing this, Wang Ping patted his head.
"That's right, what apples can a dead person eat? Zhang Yao, do you drink blood?"Wang Ping pointed to the carotid artery in his neck.
Zhang Yao's pretty face sank.
"I don't know you, who are you?"
"I am Wang Ping, your college classmate who confessed to you but was rejected. You have a really bad memory."
"Okay, stop pretending, there's no one here."
Zhang Yao's words were cold, not as soft and cute as before, but icy and frightening, with a sinister aura rising from her that ordinary people couldn't see.
Wang Ping heard this, smiled faintly, crossed his legs, and said to Zhang Yao
"My name is indeed Wang Ping, but I am not Zhang Yao’s college classmate. I am the person who almost scared Zhang Yao’s ghost to death."
"Zhang Yao's ghost?"Zhang Yao's face darkened, and a wave of anger burst out. The temperature in Room 510 dropped suddenly, and a gloomy wind blew.
The flowers in the vase swayed in the wind, and the petals fell off one by one.
"What did you do to Zhang Yao's ghost?"Speak!"
Zhang Yao's voice changed. It was no longer Zhang Yao's voice, but a strange and cold female voice.
Black mist appeared on his body, and the yin energy was overwhelming.
The whole person was almost shrouded in black mist, as if there was an extremely evil in the black mist, choosing people to devour.
""Huh."
Wang Ping let out a light"huh". Zhang Yao's reaction was beyond his expectation.
How come this fake Zhang Yao seemed to care about Zhang Yao?
"You are very rude, you know that? I introduced myself, but you didn't introduce yourself."
A dull sound like a huge wave crashing into a mountain came from Wang Ping's body.
At this moment, not only Zhang Yao changed, but Wang Ping also changed.
A brilliant white light appeared in his deep eyes, and the white light swept, righteous, as if to see through all the evil in the world.
The white light like mist and silk gathered and lingered on his body.
Indistinctly, the white light mist behind Wang Ping turned into a majestic beast in the sky and on the earth.
The beast Bai Ze!
The light mist Bai Ze looked at Zhang Yao with his eyes.
It was as if the light mist with luster was inhabited by a beast Bai Ze, shooting out a dazzling gaze.
Bai Ze stared, and the evil was dissipated!
Zhang Yao's body trembled violently, the black mist shook violently, and his mind trembled.
"Bai... Bai Ze"
Her face, which was filled with gloom, showed fear.
She could never imagine that a person could have the legendary beast Bai Ze.
How could this be possible?……
"Who are you?"Zhang Yao said in a deep voice, with a tremor in his cold voice.
At the end, Zhang Yao seemed to have made a decision.
"Don't attack Zhang Yao's ghost. Release Zhang Yao's ghost and I'll let you do whatever you want with her."From Wang Ping's previous words, she knew that Zhang Yao's ghost was not dead yet, because Wang Ping almost scared her to death.
Wang Ping put down his crossed legs and snorted coldly.
"Remember one thing, if I want to kill you, you can't escape, you have no right to negotiate with me"
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(PS: Zhang Yao’s ghost is crying to all the readers, begging for evaluation votes and flowers. If you don’t give them, I will cry under the readers’ beds at night)