Number One Ugly Husband

38. Stupid (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Zhou Xiaochuan asked directly, “You want us to find a man with the same name as Boss Jin, do you doubt whether he is your big brother?”

Bao Ye rolled his eyes at him, “All you need is to do as I told you. Besides, you guys mustn’t tell anyone that I am the person behind you.”

Ping Shun nodded again, “Okay, what else?”

“None for now.”

“Is our boss fully recovered?”

“Of course. Don’t you see he is awake and vigorous?”

“Xiaochuan, take Mr. Jin to have dinner.” Looked at Boss Ji, Ping Shun told Zhou Xiaochuan.

“Sure. Mr. Jin, this way, please.” Zhou Xiaochuan and Bao Ye left the room.

Boss Ji finally got the chance to ask, “Is him…the younger brother of Jin in Southern District? The ugly slave?”

He guessed out Bao Ye’s identity from their conversation and Bao Ye’s appearance.

“Yes.”

“Why is he here?”

“We heard that he got medical skills, and invited him to cure you, my boss.”

Boss Ji reminded that attack. He touched his body, “My wounds are all gone! Did he cure me?” Ji uttered in astonishment.

“Yes, he is the one who cured you.” Ping Shun replied. “Boss, do you feel anything uncomfortable?”

“I couldn’t be better. It feels like I never got injured before. He is highly skilled.” Ji narrowed his eyes, “We can’t offend him from now on. He can be a helper sometimes.”

“Got it.” Ping Shun asked curiously, “Boss, Jin is also a smart man, how could he sever brother-hood with an outstanding doctor?”

Doctor was in scarce need in the lower world, how could Boss Jin push that talent away from him?

“Stupid.” Sneered Ji.

Jin Lingrui suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and cursed, “which son of bitch is cursing me?”

“It should be Boss Lu in the Western District, he is ‘missing’ you.” Mocked Yu Yi, the captain of the first team sat beside him.

Jin Lingrui exhaled a mouthful of smoke, “He is not entitled to ‘miss’ me yet.”

Yu Yi lightened his cigarette, “It’s uncertain if he occupies the Northern District and the Eastern District.”

“Have you heard the thing in the House of Moon today?” Cheng Tao, the captain of the second team suddenly cut in.

Knowing that he was talking about the ugly slave, Jin Lingrui and Yu Yi smoked silently.

“If these are all truth, Ping Shun may invite the ugly… to save Boss Ji.” Cheng Tao frowned, “It’s so strange, we’ve knew him for such a long time but never knew that he got medical skills. Is it just rumor?”

“Stop saying him, I don’t want to hear him anymore.” The captain of the third team, Tian Wang interrupted with a sullen countenance.

Silence covered the hall. Jin Lingrui stubbed the cigarette and asked, “Did Mr. Dongling ask us to fetch grains on his construction site tomorrow?”

“Yes.” Nodded Yu Yi.

“I’ll go there tomorrow.” Jin Lingrui said.

Knowing the purpose of their boss, they all kept silent.

On 8 a.m. the next day, Nian Gao and Lao Liu saw Bao Ye getting off from Zhou Xiaochuan’s car. “Ugly slave, my dad said you saved Boss Ji, is it true?” Nian Gao asked immediately.

Bao Ye laughed, “If it isn’t true, how could the people in Northern District send me back to the site?”

Patting on Bao Ye’s shoulder, Lao Liu admired, “Bao Ye, you are brilliant.”

Lao Liu spoke the word “Bao Ye” with a touch of reverence that he hadn’t been aware of.

Nian Gao snorted towards them.

On that moment, a truck hauled at the gate of the building, a group of top slaves got off the truck.

“It’s Boss Jin!” Nian Gao was shocked.

Lao Liu and Nian Gao both looked at Bao Ye.

Bao Ye blinked towards them, “Why are you looking at me?”

Nian Gao snorted again, he took a glance aside and found Jin Lingrui walking towards them.

Jin Lingrui stopped in front of them and turned to look at Bao Ye.

Nian Gao and Lao Liu looked at each other and decided to leave space for the brothers, but Jin Lingrui left before they moved.

“Strange man.” Touching his own face, Bao Ye turned to Lao Liu, “He was staring at my face just now, is there anything strange on my face?”

“Except for black pustules and dirty blood, what else are there?”

Lao Liu checked Bao Ye’s face carefully, “Bao Ye, your face is not bleeding today, and the black pustules were seemed to be smaller.”

“Is it?” Touching his uneven, rough face, Bao Ye doubted, “I feel it is the same.”

He put down his hands and saw the limousine drove in and stopped beside the truck. His eyes twitched, “Here comes the psychopath.”