Ugh!
The intern standing by almost couldn't hold it in and vomited.
"Director Zhao, you guys are too disgusting. Even if you wanted to help me clean, you didn't have to do it yourselves, let alone drag yourselves with your faces. This posture, in my entire life, is the first time I've seen it," Chen Mo said, stifling a laugh.
"You, you!"
Zhao Lidong was so angry he felt like his lungs would explode. He propped himself up with his hands on the ground and glared fiercely at Chen Mo.
However, before Zhao Lidong could speak, the peculiar and overpowering smell made them unable to resist, and they spewed out their breakfast.
The scene scared Chen Mo, who quickly retreated a few steps with a disgusted expression.
"Director Zhao!"
At this moment, the other two interns also reacted. Covering their noses with one hand and reaching out with the other, they tried to help Zhao Lidong up.
However, as soon as they took two steps.
They suddenly slipped, their bodies swayed, and they crashed onto Zhao Lidong and the other person again.
Zhao Lidong had just raised his head and saw the figures hurtling towards them. His eyeballs almost bulged out, his face filled with despair!
"Plop!"
"Ouch!"
The two of them landed squarely on Zhao Lidong and the other, their raised heads buried once more.
"Director Zhao!"
This time, the two interns panicked.
They fumbled to help Zhao Lidong and the other up.
Zhao Lidong's appearance at this moment was incredibly comical, his face smeared with vomit and yellow liquid.
The intern who had been shouting earlier looked utterly defeated, as if he had been defiled, his entire face seemingly shouting, "I'm unclean!"
Zhao Lidong's whole body trembled, his eyes seemed to spew fire. He glared at the three interns in fury: "All three of you, go clean the toilets! You're not allowed back to work without my permission!"
The three interns were instantly dumbfounded.
Just moments ago, they were laughing at Chen Mo for going from an intern to a cleaner. They didn't expect retribution to come so quickly, and now it was their turn.
After saying this, he shot Chen Mo a fierce glance and was about to speak.
Another overpowering smell made Zhao Lidong almost unable to hold back. He quickly covered his mouth and ran out.
Seeing this, Chen Mo quickly chased after him.
"Hey, Director Zhao, don't go. What do you mean by dragging the toilet with your face and only doing half the job? And you have to lick clean your own vomit!"
Chen Mo's voice was loud, immediately attracting the attention of people coming and going at the toilet entrance.
Especially seeing Zhao Lidong, covered in filth, frantically washing his face at the sink, the disgusted looks made Zhao Lidong wish he could disappear into the ground.
If he couldn't speak right now, he would have personally killed Chen Mo!
"Director Zhao!" Su Mei, who was at the door, rushed forward.
But when she smelled the pungent odor, she immediately stopped.
Then she glared at Chen Mo with ill intent: "Chen Mo, what exactly did you do to Director Zhao?! Director Zhao let you stay and work at the hospital yesterday, and you repaid his kindness with enmity! Do you have any conscience at all?"
Hearing Su Mei's questioning, Chen Mo's expression instantly turned cold.
He was certain that Su Mei was the one who had told Zhao Lidong the route he took home last night.
"Even if my conscience was eaten by dogs, it would be better than you, a promiscuous and shameless woman." After speaking, Chen Mo turned to leave.
As for the messy toilet, he couldn't be bothered.
"Chen Mo, how dare you curse me! Who are you calling promiscuous and shameless!"
"If you have the guts, don't leave, Chen Mo, stop!"
Seeing Chen Mo turn to leave, Su Mei roared in exasperation.
Chen Mo certainly wasn't going to stay. He pushed open the door and walked directly into the adjacent fire escape, which was relatively quiet.
"Old Ancestor, thank you for your help," Chen Mo said gratefully.
This incident had indeed allowed Chen Mo to vent his anger.
"Don't be polite with me. I told you, we are in this together now. If I die, you die; if I live, you live," the Old Ancestor's voice echoed in his ear again.
"Old Ancestor, can others not hear you speak?" Chen Mo asked, recalling what had just happened.
"Naturally, they cannot. And you can also communicate with me mentally, without needing to speak aloud."
"Then you know everything I'm thinking?"
"Stupid kid, do you understand communication? If you don't talk to me, how would I know what you're thinking! I've never seen anyone as dense as you." The Old Ancestor said irritably.
Chen Mo scratched his head awkwardly.
"Click."
Just then, the closed fire door was pushed open.
An elder with white hair walked in. The elder was wearing a hospital gown, clearly a patient.
Seeing Chen Mo, the elder was startled. However, upon noticing the word 'Cleaner' on Chen Mo's clothes, he breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and greeted Chen Mo, taking out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.
"Heh heh, I couldn't resist having a couple of puffs. My granddaughter is very strict, so I don't dare to smoke in the ward," the elder explained.
Chen Mo wanted to stop him, but remembering his current identity, he closed his mouth.
The elder took out a cigarette and offered it to Chen Mo.
"No, thank you." Chen Mo waved his hand, refusing.
"At your age, it's really rare to see someone working as a cleaner in a hospital," the elder chatted with Chen Mo.
Chen Mo smiled awkwardly, offering no explanation.
"Purple qi comes from the east, yet black clouds press down. It seems this old man has an incurable disease and won't live much longer," just as Chen Mo was about to leave, the Old Ancestor's regretful voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Chen Mo was stunned and looked at the elder with some surprise.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
After taking just two puffs, the elder couldn't help but cough a few times, his face turning a bit purple, clearly not normal.
"Old Ancestor, you can also read qi?" Chen Mo asked.
"Hmph, except for giving birth, there's nothing your Old Ancestor can't do."
Chen Mo was speechless.
His Old Ancestor was good at everything, except he was incredibly boastful.
"Stupid kid, don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Your Old Ancestor was known as the 'Mad Immortal of Miraculous Hands' in his life. The 'madness' is also your Old Ancestor's capital."
"Yes, yes, yes, Old Ancestor is the most amazing." Chen Mo flattered him appropriately.
The Old Ancestor seemed quite pleased: "Mm, that's more like it."
"Old Ancestor is happy today, so I'll give you some pointers. Your chance to turn things around has arrived."
"Ah? Where?" Chen Mo was startled and asked quickly.
"Far away, yet right before your eyes."
"You mean this old man?!" Chen Mo was full of surprise.
The Old Ancestor spoke again: "I told you before, there are two energies on him. One is purple qi, which only those of noble status can possess. The other is black qi, which only the dying can have. Therefore, his identity must be extraordinary. As long as you can save him, I believe with his capabilities, helping you will not be difficult."
"But I don't know how to treat incurable diseases either."
"Foolish, do you think your Old Ancestor eats dry rice? Are the things I taught you just for show?" the Old Ancestor reprimanded.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The elder took two more puffs and coughed violently again.
"Sir, please don't smoke anymore."
Seeing this, Chen Mo quickly stepped forward to support the elder and threw the cigarette butt from the elder's hand onto the ground, stomping it out.