Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  "Make some extra money?" Hu Dong said with a smile.

  "Nonsense, you want me to work for free? Anyone who comes for plastic surgery has money, I'm not overcharging." Yang Zongbao wasn't someone who would suffer losses silently.

  "Yes, nowadays people have more idle money in their hands, so they will pursue other things. Collecting some money is not excessive." Hu Dong nodded frequently.

  The matter of raising funds was left entirely in George's hands.

  "These days, people really love to torment themselves."

  Hu Dong has seen such scenes before and couldn't help but make a few critical comments when he saw the buttock lift surgery.

  "It's so bloody, I must find a real woman next time." Yang Zongbao sighed. The artificial beauty really can't be hurt. Can't touch anywhere, isn't it the same as a certain doll? Both bodies are fake. The difference is that one is alive and needs to eat, while the other has no life and doesn't need to eat.

  "Didn't you find a real woman?" Hu Dong's words seemed unintentional, but Yang Zongbao listened with intention.

  “……”

  Yang Zongbao did not answer, but he knew exactly what he was referring to.

  The operating room was silent except for the sound of machines and George's movements on the table.

  It's not a complicated operation, and the time spent is even shorter than that for hemorrhoid removal. So after about 2 hours, George got off the operating table: "Go get a drink?"

  "Alright, I haven't had a drink with George yet. Are you going, Yang Zongbao?" Hu Dong readily agreed and invited Yang Zongbao at the same time.

  "I don't drink wine, but I can eat." Another day passed without eating, Yang Zongbao was so hungry that he almost vomited blood.

  "We'll change our clothes and go." Hu Dong was also a man of his word, he did what he said.

  "Director Hu, wait a minute, this is your reward for today." Mr. Lin handed each of the three people a red envelope. Yang Zongbao's sharp eyes saw that the envelopes given to George and Hu Dong were thicker. But there was nothing he could do about it - after all, they had bigger reputations, and as long as he could earn something, that was good enough. Yang Zongbao took this point very calmly.

  Farewell to Mr. Lin, three men in their 30s didn't know where to go for entertainment on this late night.

  "I said Yang Zongbao, you called me out from the dinner table, and didn't even take responsibility for dinner?" Hu Dong stood by the side of the road, lamenting why he followed Yang Zongbao to act like a madman, and blaming himself.

  "Why don't we grab something to eat at a 24-hour convenience store and then go play some baseball?" George suggested.

  "Baseball? Is it that machine that pitches?" Hu Dong asked.

  "Well, anyway, there are still a few hours until dawn, let's go exercise and wake ourselves up." George had a strange way of waking himself up.

  "Alright, let's go."

  Unexpectedly, Hu Dong also agreed for some reason.

  The baseball court was almost empty at night, and only Yang Zongbao and his two silly friends occupied the entire venue. Hu Dong first stood on the pitching platform, while Yang Zongbao and George stood outside the net to watch.

  The machine was adjusted to serve at its fastest setting.

  There were 200 balls in total. Yang Zongbao saw Hu Dong's hands waving non-stop, and the heavy sound of hitting the ball made people know how great the instantaneous force would be.

  "I'm done." Hu Dong finally conceded after completing over 100 balls: "I have surgery tomorrow."

  "If you're a man, don't say it's impossible." Yang Zongbao said in a low voice.

  "Uh..."

  Hu Dong should have thought of that earlier, Yang Zongbao wasn't a good person. Thinking about how to regain face, suddenly having an idea, Hu Dong approached Yang Zongbao and said: "I helped you with one thing, can you also give me some face?"

  Although Yang Zongbao's alarm clock rang loudly, he still subconsciously replied: "What's up?"

  "It's nothing, I had an operation this morning. Think about it, I didn't sleep last night, so I shouldn't be accompanying Brother today."

  "Alright." Yang Zongbao gritted his teeth in response.

  "It's yours."

  George suddenly handed the baton to Yang Zongbao at this time.

  "I won't!" Yang Zongbao was unwilling to self-inflict torture in the middle of the night.

  "Give it a try." Hu Dong forcibly took the bat and stuffed it into Yang Zongbao's hands.

  No choice, Yang Zongbao had no alternative but to enter the enclosure and prepare to start.

  The ball was extremely fast. The first ball, Yang Zongbao aimed at it but the speed was too fast and he hadn't reacted yet. As a result, the bat almost slipped out of his hands.

  "Seriously," George said deliberately.

  Yang Zongbao lost a few more balls, then grasped the rhythm later on, but it's impossible for anyone to play perfectly the first time. As a result, Yang Zongbao was sore all over but didn't hit many balls.

  After the three men finished their bath and came out of the court, George suggested: "Have some breakfast, have a cup of coffee?"

  "Believe me, as long as KFC and McDonald's have coffee."

  "Then just go."

  The three of them sat in McDonald's drinking coffee and watching the beautiful office ladies outside the window.

  "What operation is taking so long that I can't hold on?" Yang Zongbao asked Hu Dong.

  "Minor surgery, still beautiful?"

  Yang Zongbao looked at Hu Dong vigilantly: "How old is Little Beauty?"

  "19, how's that?" Hu Dong said with a pleased smile.

  "I'm going too." George's ears perked up: "Beauty, let me take a look as well."

  "Alright. Don't say your brother doesn't take care of you guys. Let's all go together."

  Yang Zongbao looked at Hu Dong's heroic appearance and thought to himself, "The more lecherous he is, the more lecherous he will be." So many people went to watch a 19-year-old girl, if this gets out, they'll definitely get caught.

  After breakfast, Yang Zongbao and others followed Hu Dong to take a bath in the outer courtyard of Puyang and put on a clean shirt, because their own clothes were really too smelly, full of sweat.

  I don't know where George got a set of pink washcloths from, Yang Zongbao doesn't rule out the possibility that it's related to that beauty agency.

  Two people mixed in Hu Dong's team for inspection and followed together to investigate military information.

  The girl who had the surgery was indeed pretty, only a small part of her face was moved. Big eyes (with double eyelids), eyelashes like brushes (implanted hair), nose slightly raised, but her figure is genuine and good.

  "How was it?" Hu Dong finished searching the house and pulled Er Xiao to sit in the fire escape corridor, chatting idly.

  "What nonsense is this?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "No, unnatural." George shook his head vigorously.

  "Take it easy, fortunately, there was no big movement, and it's relatively natural." Yang Zongbao made a more moderate evaluation.

  "What kind of surgery would a young girl like you have?" George asked.

  "You'll know when the time comes." Hu Dong was being mysterious.

  The girl was the first surgery, so when she was pushed into the operating room, three men had to go in.

  Yang Zongbao finally saw the medical record in the operating room and was stunned when he opened it.

  "What's wrong?" George pushed Yang Zongbao, who was stunned, and took over the medical record: "Oh, God."

  "Lao Hu, you're cheating us." Yang Zongbao's face didn't look good.

  "Haha, this is to broaden your horizons."

  Hu Dong nodded and signaled for the anesthesiologist to begin.

  The anesthesiologist for this operation was a familiar face - Su Xiaomei. The world is so small, you can run into acquaintances anywhere.

  The patient soon fell fast asleep. A young nurse placed the patient's legs on either side of the operating table.

  Yang Zongbao and George only started observing at this time. On the surface, there was nothing out of place here. But when Hu Dong's hand came into contact with the patient's buttocks for that instant, Yang Zongbao and his team knew something was up.

  "Look carefully." Hu Dong said after finishing his poisonous drink.

  "Can't you see?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Out of the question." Hu Dong said and started chopping.

  When the knife pierced the lowest point of the buttocks, a yellowish-green pus gushed out.

  Gurgling sound...

  Pus with a foul odor flowed out without any interval and fell into the basin on the ground.

  "I'm going to throw up." George felt like vomiting even when speaking.

  "There's something even more severe." Hu Dongbian said, holding the scalpel and searching for another incision: "This perianal abscess is the youngest and most serious I've ever seen. And there's not just one abscess here. Let me take a look..."

  Hu Dong probed with his hand again and made another cut, this time releasing a flow of pus mixed with blood.

  "Has the ventilator been turned on?" George shouted at the nurse.

  "It's open." The nurse replied very briefly. She was probably also affected by the smell and tried not to speak, so as to reduce the amount of stench she inhaled.

  "I'm going. It's more terrifying than I thought." said Hu Dong suddenly.

  "What's wrong?" Yang Zongbao was interested.

  "You wouldn't want to know that this girl's lower body has two channels that are rotten through." Hu Dong carefully chose his words, lest they shock the world.

  "I'm telling you, stop it, she's just a little girl." Su Xiaomei couldn't help but flare up.

  "The patient has fallen asleep. Besides, we are discussing his condition," George said, also impatient with Su Xiaomei's pretentiousness. Sometimes it was just like that, no one liked Su Xiaomei's type. Yang Zongbao could sense it.

  "You..." Su Xiaomei was about to continue.

  "Alright, stop arguing." Hu Dong's words interrupted Su Xiaomei's next sentence. The two men were surprisingly consistent in their attitude towards women.

  "What does this girl do?" The patrol nurse commented, ignoring Su Xiaomei's sanitary ball.

  "The patient's name is filled in as 'student'." Director Hu said while doing it.

  "Student? College student? No way! It's so dirty!" The little nurse looked at the pus that had slowly accumulated on the floor and couldn't help but exclaim: "This has already rotted for a kilogram!"

  "For a short period of time, I don't want to see this kind of thing again. I have psychological trauma." Yang Zongbao's legal eyes are always shocking to hear.

  "Yang, believe me, I don't want to either." George was in complete agreement with Yang Zongbao.

  "I'll get her a drainage strip, otherwise the pus that hasn't been ruled out yet doesn't know how to come out."

  Hu Dong ripped off his gloves: "I don't want to challenge such an operation in this life again."

  When the three of them came out of the operating room, everyone thought they should take a bath.

  Because there were three shower heads in the operating room, the three of them washed together. Yang Zongbao was the first to come out and happened to run into Liu Chun.

  The two parties stood facing each other in an awkward silence.

  "Okay."

  "Hello."

  "How have you been lately?"

  I went to see the old lady.

  Yang Zongbao almost choked on his own saliva: "What? Went to see who?"

  Liu Chun smiled and said: "Didn't you tell me to move into Yang's residence?"

  "But..." Yang Zongbao didn't expect to pick up a stone and hit his own foot.

  "Your grandma wants you to go home for dinner every week." Liu Chun said, not waiting for Yang Zongbao's refusal: "Wait until I get off work. I'll take you back. I checked that you don't have work or classes tomorrow either."

  "But..." Yang Zongbao had no time to defend himself before George burst out laughing.

  "Yang, where are we going for dinner tonight?"

  Yang Zongbao's anger was not unjustified. This guy had heard him.

  "Go home and eat." After finishing speaking, he turned around angrily and went to the duty room to find a bed to sleep.

  The resentful George followed and lay down on the bed opposite Yang Zongbao.

  "Today is too terrible."

  "It's okay." Yang Zongbao was uninterested. The effect of the coffee had worn off, and now he felt drowsy.