CHAPTER 837: CHAPTER 565: PHOENIX: WHY AM I ALWAYS THE ONE WHO GETS HURT

"Go ahead. Do you need me to step aside?"

Si Xue said good-naturedly.

"No need for that."

Liu Zheng consciously walked to the side and called Doctor Nile.

"Doctor, how’s the Pyramid?"

He asked.

"Good news, there are four mummies inside."

Doctor Nile replied.

"And the bad news?"

"Bad news, only one still has consciousness; the others have completely turned into corpses."

Doctor Nile sighed.

"Look on the bright side, at least one member of our kind is still alive."

Liu Zheng comforted.

"But even this one isn’t very lucid; it’s going to take a lot of effort to treat."

Doctor Nile shook his head.

"Do you need me to get another piece of a dead person’s brain?"

"No need, I can’t trouble you with everything. Let me try treating it first, and if that doesn’t work, we’ll see."

Doctor Nile said.

"Alright. Do you know about my boss’s matter?"

He suddenly asked.

"Which matter?"

Doctor Nile was puzzled.

"Down below."

"How did you find out? I spent a lot to get that fake made."

Doctor Nile was even more surprised.

"The Peacock put its horn and whip up for auction."

Liu Zheng replied.

"...damn plague bird. It got hurt for you last time, didn’t it? You need to handle this. If you need help, just ask me."

Doctor Nile said without hesitation.

"The illness needs curing, and the bird needs beating. You know how I am, doctor."

He said calmly.

"Yes, I believe you when you say that. You called me just for this, didn’t you?"

Doctor Nile asked.

"That’s right. Do you have a way to treat it?"

"Nope. If it could be treated, I would try everything to cure it. The Peacock’s strikes are much harsher than your boss’s boss. As far as I know, no other doctors in the Metropolis can treat it. We’ll have to see if the hospital can do anything."

Doctor Nile replied.

"How much would it cost to treat it at the hospital?"

"At least eight figures. And it’s not just about the money; the hospital can be quite ruthless to those without a background."

Doctor Nile hesitated and said.

Niu Ma, though capable of fighting and running, becomes like those heroes from Liangshan accepting amnesty when entering a hospital, unable to use any of his skills.

"Alright, I understand. Thank you, Doctor."

Liu Zheng hung up the phone.

"Have you decided?"

Si Xue tilted her head and looked at him.

"I have. I want to ask you, boss, to heal all of Niu Ma’s injuries and diseases."

Liu Zheng nodded and said.

"You’re thorough."

Si Xue said with a half-smile.

She knew Liu Zheng was guarding against her playing tricks, like considering the loss of the horse whip as a disease rather than an injury.

"No choice, I’ve been conned too many times."

Liu Zheng said frankly.

"The injuries caused by the Peacock aren’t easy to treat."

Si Xue emphasized.

"I understand. If there’s anything more you need from me, I’ll do my best."

He said resolutely.

"No, I mean, since it’s an injury caused by the Peacock, I can give you a discount."

Si Xue shook her head and said.

"Huh? Oh, that’s great. Hehehe."

Liu Zheng’s heavy expression instantly turned into a mischievous smile.

"Your face changes faster than the renovations in my office."

Si Xue commented.

"It’s the art of pleasing those above you."

He said earnestly.

"Heh. I’ll give you another day off and this, and then we’re even."

Si Xue extended her hand, with a red and a blue medicine pill resting on her pale palm.

"Huh?"

Liu Zheng was stunned, with countless thoughts spinning in his mind.

"Don’t overthink it, I’m not bored enough to set up a trap for you. These were rewards from City Hall back when I was a writer."

Si Xue noticed what he was thinking.

"I see, boss, you truly are impressive."

He said admiringly.

He believed her because she had no reason to lie to him.

Moreover, after interacting so many times, Liu Zheng realized that Si Xue is quite a proud "person."

"It’s best not to take these pills yourself; if you have a grudge against someone, you might trick them into taking it."

Si Xue advised.

"Why?"

"If it were something truly valuable, would the Writer Association so easily give it to an outsider like you?"

Si Xue sneered.

"City Hall is up to no good either; if you take both at once, they’re nicknamed ’Daytime Ascension Pill.’ Take them, and you either ascend to the Heavenly Court or drop dead to Heaven."

"Does the Metropolis also have a Heavenly Court and Heaven?"

Liu Zheng asked in surprise.

"It’s just a saying. The Heavenly Court in the Metropolis is City Hall, and the Heaven is the cemetery. The kind of Heaven you’re thinking of does exist, but only believers in God can go. And not everyone can go; City Hall is quite strict about it."

Perhaps because she was in a good mood, Si Xue spoke more than usual.

"Does a believer’s soul need City Hall’s approval to return to the Divine Country?"

"Of course. Once registered, you’re a Metropolis person in life and a Metropolis dead in death. Even if you become undead, you’re still labor and have to work. Why should uttering a few God’s names allow the Gods to take you for free labor after you die?"

Obvious from her words, Si Xue greatly admired City Hall’s approach.

"I get it, to take the believers away, you have to pay City Hall a brokerage fee."

He nodded and said.

"You’re smart. Anyway, that’s the gist; only those in the religious department know the details."

Si Xue gave him a glance.

"Oh, by the way, boss, can you give me a bit more of that fire you gave me last time? I’m afraid it won’t be enough."

Taking advantage of Si Xue’s good mood, Liu Zheng seized the opportunity to say.

"You sure know how to take advantage, hand it over."