Chapter 17 The Merit of Good Intention (1/2)
In the room, Ning Tao held a towel and inquired, ”Aunt Zhou, can I blindfold you?”
”Do my eyes have to be covered during the treatment?” Zhou Yufeng asked with some curiosity.
Ning Tao explained, ”I'm not like the other doctors. I have my rules and my patients have to follow them.”
Zhou Yufeng gave a bitter smile and said, ”Well, I'm dying. Do as you like, as long as you remember what you promised me.”
”Aunt Zhou, don't worry. I will keep my promise.” Ning Tao coaxed Zhou Yufeng, and then covered her eyes with the towel.
Ring, ring, ring...
His cell phone suddenly rang.
Ning Tao took out his phone, looked at it and answered it.
”Doctor Ning... Where, where are you?” Jiang Yilong's voice came over the phone.
”It's none of your business,” Ning Tao popped out in a cold tone.
Jiang Yilong hurriedly said, ”I'm not well enough. I can't move my arm... It has turned black... I'm so scared... ”
Apparently, the Sacred Needle to Nasty Diseases had worked.
”Then you should go to the hospital. What are you calling me for?” Ning Tao spat lightly.
”I, I've been to the hospital, but the doctor can't tell what the disease is and asked me to go to Beidu for an examination... I know you can save me. Doctor Ning, please save me... I feel like I'm dying... ” Jiang Yilong's voice was filled with fear.
”Don't you want to see me again?” Ning Tao asked, his flat voice carrying a trance of indifference.
”I was wrong, I was wrong, Doctor Ning, please help me... I don't dare... ” Jiang Yilong pleaded.
Ning Tao paused for a moment before he went on, ”I'm near the Happy Community you built. I think you should know the place. Come if you want to.”
”I know the place. I'll be right over!” Jiang Yilong hung up.
Ning Tao put away his phone and quickly cleared Jiang Yilong from his mind. He bit his finger and drew a blood lock on the wall, then opened the convenient door with the clinic key.
”Who is it?” Zhou Yufeng asked. Her eyes were covered with a towel, so she could not see the convenient door in the wall which was like a time tunnel.
Ning Tao came to the bedside. ”A debtor. Leave him alone. I'm taking you to have a treatment right now. Please play along,” he said as he picked Zhou Yufeng up in his arms and walked through the convenient door.
Behind the door was the Sky Clinic.
The face on the good-evil tripod was smiling.
Above the tripod was a mass of evil energy floating, but when Ning Tao carried Zhou Yufeng in, the evil energy drew back into the tripod, and then a cloud of blue smoke rose from the tripod.
Since there was no bed in the clinic, Ning Tao put Zhou Yufeng on a chair behind the desk and untied the towel tied to her head.
Zhou Yufeng was shocked as soon as she opened her eyes. ”What, what is this place? Why am I here?”
”Aunt Zhou, you're in my clinic,” Ning Tao told her softly.
”How, how did I get here?” Zhou Yufeng was still surprised, unable to adapt to the fact.
Ning Tao thought for a moment and then explained, ”My clinic is mobile. It's, it's like a recreational vehicle. It's strange. That's why I brought you in blindfolded.”
”Oh, I see.” Zhou Yufeng thought about what had happened just now and looked around. She was curious about everything in the clinic.
Ning Tao cut to the chase and said, ”Aunt Zhou, you're a good person. You've done a lot of good things in your life. You are ill now, and you'll be dangerous if you are not treated. I can cure you, but I need you to sign my prescription pact.”
Zhou Yufeng's eyes fell on Ning Tao again. ”You just need my signature? That's easy. I'll sign it.”
At the Sky Clinic, her mental state and physical condition had improved significantly.
After a moment's silence, Ning Tao said, ”Aunt Zhou, there's no way in the world you could get or lose something for nothing. I must remind you that any good you've done will be written off after you sign it. You may not remember the children you rescued and adopted, or even the Sunshine Orphanage. Do you insist on signing, then?”
Zhou Yufeng looked at Ning Tao strangely and asked, ”Doctor Ning, are you kidding me?”
Ning Tao got a serious look on his face and said, ”Aunt Zhou, look at me, do you think I'm kidding you?”
Zhou Yufeng paused for a moment before she answered, ”I don't think it's up to you to decide if I'm going to lose my memory. What I want to know is if I sign it, will I get well?”
Ning Tao nodded. ”Yeah. As long as you sign it, you'll be back to health. But think it through, once you sign it, all the good you've done will disappear. You won't even remember them.”