Super Zoo

As soon as Su Ming came out of the water pavilion and before he reached the gate of the zoo, he heard a burst of music from behind, "Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Sheep Eggs...". When he looked back, he saw a tour bus with its lights flashing, driving at a speed of forty kilometers. Rushing towards me at high speed...

Su Ming frowned. The top speed of the sightseeing bus is only 40 kilometers per hour. It can't be driven most of the time. In the park, in order to ensure safety and enjoy the scenery, it usually only drives to more than 20 kilometers per hour and less than 30 kilometers per hour. , this driver is driving so fast, what is he planning to do? Are you itching to drive? Seeking death!

The car braked suddenly as soon as it reached her, and Sister Tong hurriedly jumped out of the back seat of the car.

"Boss, boss, don't leave yet, foreign guests are coming today..." Sister Tong said out of breath.

Su Ming was stunned. You came here in a car. The car was running. Are you so tired?

"Foreign guests are welcome to come. It's not like we have never had foreigners come to our zoo..." Su Ming said nonchalantly: "Anyway, foreigners come here not to see me, but to see animals, play attractions, and take them to Tingfeng Pavilion Sea. Just have a meal and then give them a big cut. Why do you have to be there? If not, take them to see Cage alive. Remember to pay..."

There was one thing Su Ming hadn't said yet. Not to mention ordinary foreign guests, even when Nicolas Cage was at the zoo, he didn't spend most of his time with him. Just a few foreigners come here, and you, the director of the garden, need to accompany them? As the zoo expands in size and becomes more and more international, can you still survive?

"This is not an ordinary foreign guest..." Sister Tong finally took a breath and said, "The one who asked for you by name is a Korean..."

"Korean..." Su Ming was stunned, as if he suddenly remembered something, and then heard Sister Tong continue: "He is a young man. He said on the phone that he has a serious illness. It is not easy to come here. I hope I can meet him." you……"

Su Ming's eyes lit up and he remembered: "Is your surname Pu? What do you call handsome, or chic?"

"My name is... yes, Pu Zhebin!" Sister Tong said.

Su Ming completely remembered that when he met Park Zhengyi in the mountains, he had a paralyzed nephew named Park Zhebin. At that time, he had promised Park Zhengyi that if one day it was proved that the three-legged firebird had indeed found the elixir of longevity, he would give it to Park Zhengyi under certain conditions. If allowed, help his nephew.

There is a three-legged firebird, and the so-called longevity medicine seems to be Tai Sui from Xiaohu, but whether it can cure diseases is still a matter of debate. At least for now, it seems that it does not have the effect of making flesh and bones alive.

In any case, a child is still sick and has come all the way here. Regardless of whether he has the elixir or not, Park Zhengyi finally has the friendship to fight the little ninja monster with him, so he has to entertain him.

"Okay..." Su Ming nodded, and got on the Egg Itchy tour bus. "Go back to the office, Sister Tong, help me change the ticket signing... Well, forget it, refund the ticket, I don't know this What is the child going to do this time and when can he leave? Even if the ticket cannot be refunded..."

I returned to the office and made a few calls to make some arrangements. In the afternoon, Park Zhebin arrived.

A black Toyota commercial vehicle drove directly in from the back door of the zoo and parked under the office building. Two assistant-looking people came out first and opened the back door.

A woman wearing a long black skirt and a black gauze scarf walked out of the back door first. Through the tulle on her hat, she could vaguely see her beautiful face.

"Hello, Mr. Su, I am Zhebin's mother, Song Zhiya, I'm sorry to trouble you." The woman bowed slightly and spoke Chinese fluently. Her voice sounded like she was in her thirties or almost forty.

"You're welcome, I have a good relationship with Mr. Park Zhengyi." Su Ming chuckled, but then looked at Song Zhiya in mourning clothes with confusion, "Has anyone in your family died? I'm sorry, I didn't know about it in advance. …”

"My husband Park Young-myung and my brother Park Jung-myeong passed away together..." Song Ji-ah's voice was very calm, and it seemed that she had passed the initial stage of grief.

Su Ming was slightly startled. Looking at Park Zhengyi's posture at that time, he knew that something bad would happen to him once he returned to the country, but he didn't expect that both brothers were dead.

"What's going on?" he asked subconsciously.

Song Zhiya bowed slightly again: "Mr. Su, as a woman, I can't talk about men's matters. Can I let Zhebin talk to you?"

The voice was weak, with a sense of pity that people couldn't bear to reject. Su Ming nodded: "Of course." This time at the zoo, the real owner is Park Zhebin, and he hasn't shown up yet.

However, Park Cheol-bin seems to be still a child, right? I'm still sick, can you explain clearly? Logically speaking, it should be the mother who takes care of her son, but now it seems to be the other way around, with the son making the final decision?

While talking, two assistants came out of the car behind one after another. One was carrying a wheelchair, and the other was holding a 'person'.

The reason why he said he was a 'person' was because Su Ming couldn't find other words to describe him.

A man wearing very loose clothes. He couldn't tell how old he was. His face was covered with wrinkles that only old people have. His hair was withered grayish white. The clothes that were not too big looked baggy on him, covering his thin body. On the top, the two exposed hands are like two withered vines, with thin and dense blue blood vessels exposed under the almost transparent skin...

If he hadn't known that this was a 'person', Su Ming would have thought it was a little monster that had escaped from hell after being tortured.

"Hello, Uncle Su, I am Park Cheol-bin. My uncle has been talking to me about you since he came back." The little devil had a very clear voice and showed Su Ming a scary smile.

"You...what is this disease?" Su Ming frowned. He had never met such a patient before. Park Cheol-bin's appearance shocked him so much that he ignored it.

This is not a disease, it's simply a curse from God!

If it were someone else, 80% of them would not survive. The little devil Park Cheol-bin's laughter was sunny and optimistic. He sat in a wheelchair and said, "I don't know what disease it is, but it's not a bad thing to have such a disease. I can have more time to study and read than others. Uncle Su, wandering in the ocean of knowledge is actually a very interesting life."

"Good boy." Su Ming touched Park Cheol-bin's little hand and couldn't help but feel a little distressed. "Let's go, don't stay outside, uncle will take you to dinner."