Chapter 88 — Turning the Tables

"Uncle Huang, I'm much better." After a period of recuperation, Wang Lin had more or less recovered—though it left him with one lingering aftereffect: come midnight, he dared not go to the toilet no matter what, preferring to wet the bed or soil his pants rather than set foot in the bathroom.

So the Wang family's nanny gained an extra daily chore: changing Wang Lin's sheets. Fortunately, he wet the bed fairly often, and he could generally hold in the other business until the next morning.

Even so, it put Wang Lin through quite an ordeal. Who would want to sleep on sheets that were both wet and clammy?

"Zhitao, I've got good news for you," Huang Shu said.

"Good news? What good news?" Wang Lin was somewhat baffled. He did not usually keep in touch with Huang Shu, and had no idea what good news the man could possibly have for him now.

To be continued.