Zhuang Zhixi: "..."
Grandpa Lan: "Damn it, they actually schemed against our family. They really didn't bother to find out who I am."
He coughed and said, "Do you have any way to get a white bedsheet?"
Zhuang Zhixi: "Yes, we have them in the factory clinic."
Grandpa Lan: "That won't do. If something goes missing from the clinic and people later connect the dots, it'll be problematic. What I mean is... forget it, I'll prepare it myself."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Oh no, I can get one. I have connections in the hospital. I can get a bedsheet without anyone knowing."
Teacher Xiang can help.
Grandpa Lan glanced at him: "So you're asking for help again, huh?"
Before Zhuang Zhixi could respond, he continued, "Didn't I tell you, when doing something bad, you can't leave any loose ends. Not even with someone you trust." He sighed, "You, you look clever, but you haven't really done anything bad."
Zhuang Zhixi: "..."
Wait, how many bad things have you done?
So experienced?
