Chapter 8 Peeping Disorder_2

"You owe an apology to the entire world of rural writers!" Gu Ran couldn't help but say.

When the handsome young doctor spoke these words, it was as if he said "Look at me", suddenly attracting the attention of all the female doctors and nurses.

The Illusory Smell Author took out his phone: "You still don't believe it? Look for yourself! Recognize this face, famous, right? Look what he wrote, 'Screw this old b**** dead'. And this piece of crap character, whenever he speaks, it inevitably ends with verbal rape of someone's mother."

"...Let these people be, but you should at least apologize to some of the rural writers."

The Illusory Smell Author didn't really want to bother with him, but then suddenly asked with enthusiasm, "Kid, you got any sunflower seeds?"

"No."

"Then use your good looks to scam some, there, those nurses have some." The Illusory Smell Author pointed to the nurses nearby sunbathing.

A few of the female nurses were already hesitating whether to give their sunflower seeds to Gu Ran.

"Young man, come here, auntie will give you some." The real estate auntie took Gu Ran's hand, caressing it while giving him a handful of sunflower seeds.

Gu Ran: "..."

Su Qing, Chen Ke, and the female nurses all laughed out loud.

"Want to sit down and play together?" Liu Xiaoting, who had decided not to play cards, came back to her senses and called Gu Ran over to sit, "Ake, and Doctor Su, you guys come too."

She divided her few chips into two parts.

"Okay." Su Qing stepped over with her long legs and sat down directly, "Auntie, remember to deal me in on the next hand."

"You get a hand as long as you have sunflower seeds." The real estate auntie had an official business-like expression.

Chen Ke and Gu Ran also sat down.

"Brother, give me two seeds, just two!" the Illusory Smell Author pleaded, "I promise to pay you back four later!"

"Mr. Gu, don't believe him, he owes us hundreds of seeds already," a cute nurse said.

"It's not like I'm not paying back, I said I would pay you back after winning, just haven't won yet!" the Illusory Smell Author argued with a red face and a loud voice like the humiliated Kong Yiji.

Then, he begged Gu Ran in a low voice, "Handsome guy, just two seeds, or even one, okay? Next time I'll buy you a box of Qiaqia sunflower seeds!"

The card game wasn't over yet, and Gu Ran was bored waiting, so he asked, "You're that addicted to gambling? Can't you just come back next time with seeds?"

"What if the stakes are different next time? What if it's chocolate? I don't eat chocolate," the Illusory Smell Author said.

"The stakes can change?"

"Yeah, the stakes are decided by drawing lots after letting the wind out, otherwise if everyone hoards a box of seeds, what's the point?"

Gu Ran nodded, indeed there would be no fun in that.

"Handsome guy, handsome guy, handsome guy~" the Illusory Smell Author called out in a soft voice.

Gu Ran laughed and gave him five seeds.

The Illusory Smell Author's face lit up with joy and he glanced at Gu Ran's name tag: "Gu Ran? I'll remember you, I'll write you into my next book."

"No thanks." Gu Ran certainly didn't want to become a character in a novel that ended with "verbal rape of someone's mother."

"'Zuo Zhuan: 24th Year of Lord Xiang' has it: 'The highest achievement one can have is to establish virtue; next is to achieve great deeds; next is to set forth words; even after a long time they will not be abandoned, this is called immortality.' I thank you, I write you, to let you live forever."

"If you really want to thank me, don't mention me in your book," Gu Ran said.

"Deal the cards!" Su Qing tapped her slender finger on the tabletop.

The last game ended, and the real estate auntie took all as the banker.

The Illusory Smell Author immediately took his seat, who cares about thanking anyone when gambling cards are more important.

"Place your bets," said the real estate auntie, munching on another big handful of sunflower seeds.

Su Qing bet two seeds, Chen Ke bet one, Liu Xiaoting bet two;

Inner Gate Expert Zhao Wenjie bet one;

Elder Bahe bet one;

"Quick discharge" — another patient from the third floor — bet one;

The Illusory Smell Author hesitated for a moment and then bet one, planning to lose slowly to play a bit longer;

Gu Ran glanced at his chips and bet five.

"Ran, you're quite confident in yourself," chuckled the real estate auntie as she dealt the cards with a dexterity comparable to a Bunny Dealer.

Gu Ran laughed, "They call me the Liangcheng Gambling Doctor."

"Don't disgrace the doctors," chided Su Qing.

After a few rounds of cards, Su Qing was flabbergasted and willingly conceded, "Doctor Gu, you really are the Gambling Doctor."

Gu Ran won a small mountain of sunflower seeds, and the Illusory Smell Author was but a moment away from kneeling down and calling him 'master'.

"You can't just leave after winning!" the real estate auntie complained.

"Continue," Gu Ran pushed a bunch of seeds to the real estate auntie, "These are the ones you lent me earlier, fifty-seven seeds."

The real estate auntie stared at the fifty-seven seeds.

"This segment isn't bad," suddenly commented the Illusory Smell Author, looking pensive and surprisingly possessing a bit of a literati's air.

Su Qing rested her head on her left hand and played with the sunflower seeds with her right, her gaze landed on Gu Ran with a slight smile.

Her elegant demeanor made the seeds in her hand seem like real betting chips.

Gu Ran moved his upper body further away from her as he felt her gaze was like that of a mother looking at a promising son, a very scary and enigmatic woman.

"Time to place your bets!" declared the real estate auntie, rolling up her sleeves like a peasant woman about to swing a hoe, ready to crush everyone's minds with her card skills, making them lose terribly.

The cards were being dealt when Elder Bahe suddenly screamed out loud, scaring the nurses into thinking he was having an episode.

"Police! The cops are here! Run!"

The Illusory Smell Author roared, "You're crazy, we're playing cards legitimately, what's there to fear from the cops!"

But the police really did show up.

The apple-faced receptionist arrived with two policemen and a man dressed in civilian clothes but with the air of a criminal.

The real police didn't scare the Illusory Smell Author.

He stood up, pointing at the policemen, "Wanna arrest me? I'm insane, you think I won't smack you... This bit's good, Xiaohui!"

Nurse Li Hui handed over a notebook and pen, and the Illusory Smell Author began to write fervently, muttering under his breath:

"Today, a cop arrived at the hospital; he must be here for a crackdown, I decide to take him down. I ponder over it and choose the toilet paper I hid and wiped with yesterday as my weapon. Standing in the corridor, I see the cop, sure he's imposing at nearly six feet, but I'm not scared. I wield my paper, roaring at him, 'You old bitch, daring to crack down on my turf, I'll finish you off!' The cop even thinks of fighting back, but the doctor, this lousy thing, having tasted defeat, knows my fierceness and quickly yells, 'Officer, he's mentally ill, likes playing with shit!' Hearing of my reputation, the cop immediately fears me and turns tail to run. Having driven away the bad influence, I'm quite satisfied and gift the invincible weapon to the doctor. I follow him and discover that this quack threw away the paper, damn it, I've remembered this, just wait until I have a new weapon and I'll get you..."