Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1178: Chapter 1178: Love at First Sight in Medicine (Part 35)

Yuk Jian felt dizzy, his whole body sluggish, and faint sounds echoed in his ears.

What happened?

Right...

He didn’t drive today and was planning to take a taxi outside. As soon as he walked out of the hospital, a few people forcibly pulled him into a car.

Then someone covered his nose and mouth, and then he knew nothing.

Once Yuk Jian realized this, his body felt as if countless ants were crawling over it, his stomach churned, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

”Try touching him one more time.”

The muffled voice became clear, but darkness shrouded his vision. Acting purely on instinct, he ’looked’ in that direction.

Xiao Chu...

Bang—

A heavy object hit the ground.

Yuk Jian could sense that the person who fell was very close to him. His ankle was suddenly gripped tightly, only to be released the next second.

The sounds of cursing and screams kept echoing in his ears.

Tear—

”Xiao Chu!” The duct tape was torn off, and the darkness before his eyes vanished, revealing a familiar face: ”Xiao Chu...”

”It’s okay now.” Chuzheng patted his back.

Yuk Jian’s gaze fell behind her, seeing several people lying on the ground, with a few others standing around, staring at the ones on the floor.

Among those on the ground was someone he recognized—Han Jing.

Did he really kidnap him?

”Are you okay?” Yuk Jian grabbed Chuzheng’s arm, anxious and worried.

”How could anything have happened to me?” I didn’t even make a move.

The disaster-prone Good Person Card should worry about himself more!

Chuzheng didn’t even want to complain anymore.

If he wasn’t watched for a moment, something would happen.

Is he a disaster magnet or what?!

”What did they want to do?”

”Nothing.” Chuzheng didn’t intend to tell Yuk Jian the details, making up an excuse as she led him out.

Han Jing lay on the ground, beaten to the point where he couldn’t get up, only able to watch as Chuzheng and Yuk Jian left.

Han Jing’s eyes were wide with rage, his fingers digging into the ground, nails broken, raw and bloody.

No, this isn’t right.

The people that surrounded them didn’t seem to plan on doing anything to them, and soon retreated, leaving the warehouse quiet.

-

Once back at the apartment, Yuk Jian locked himself in the bathroom, water running for a good two hours without coming out.

Chuzheng paced outside.

He won’t pass out in there, will he...

Chuzheng raised her hand to knock.

No response came from inside.

She knocked again: ”Yuk Jian, stop wasting water.” Protecting water resources is everyone’s responsibility! What’s going on with the Good Person Card!

The sound of the rushing water suddenly stopped.

Leaning against the door, Chuzheng said: ”Hurry up and come out. I’m giving you three minutes, if you don’t come out I’m coming in.”

Yuk Jian gave a muffled response.

Chuzheng watched the clock, waiting for Yuk Jian to emerge, and proving himself unique, Yuk Jian took precisely three minutes, not a second more or less.

”Did you clean yourself?”

”...”

His hair dripping, Yuk Jian walked to the living room with his head down, not even drying his hair, letting it drip. His fingers rubbed at the skin on his wrist, which was already red, with faint veins of blood visible beneath the surface.

Chuzheng squatted in front of him, pulling his hand away.

But Yuk Jian, as if unaware, resumed rubbing his wrist.

”Yuk Jian?”

Yuk Jian ignored her, so Chuzheng held his hand, gripping his wrist, and kissed it.

Yuk Jian seemed to pause, looking up rigidly at Chuzheng three seconds later.

With lashes thick and long like a crow’s wing, dotted with water droplets, they lifted, revealing deep, beautiful eyes misted with moisture and flecked with light.

His somewhat cracked lips parted slightly, voice hoarse: ”Dirty.”

”You washed yourself clean.” Chuzheng kissed him again: ”Not dirty anymore.”

His throat seemed blocked by a wad of cotton, heart aching, and after a moment he released his fingers.

Chuzheng stood, fetched a towel, and put it over Yuk Jian’s head: ”Dry your hair.”

”You do it for me, baby.”

”Do it yours...” The remaining three words were swallowed by Chuzheng, who tilted her head to glance at him: ”What did you just call me?”

Yuk Jian, head bowed, without hesitation: ”Baby.”

Chuzheng sat down, asking quite seriously: ”Why do you call me that? What do you remember?”

In every world the Good Person Card had no memory, so why does he always call her that?

”I don’t know... I just want to call you that.” Yuk Jian appeared bewildered: ”What should I remember?”

Should he remember something?

Chuzheng: ”...”

Using a towel, Chuzheng rubbed his hair like a puppy, roughly yet lovingly.

Her gaze fell on Yuk Jian’s slender neck, skin smooth and white as jade, with visible veins snaking their way beneath the surface, disappearing into his collar.

Exhaling, she looked away, her movements softening.

”Why did Han Jing kidnap me?” Yuk Jian asked, pursing his lips, voice still hoarse.

”For money.”

”Did you give it to them?”

”Yes.” What else could I do, I’m a good person.

Yuk Jian parted his lips: ”Why didn’t you call the police? And you just let them go in the end?”

”I’ll take care of it.” Chuzheng tossed aside the towel: ”Don’t worry about it.”

Yuk Jian wanted to say more, but Chuzheng, not letting him get a word in, pulled him up, shoved him into the room, and tucked him under the covers: ”Sleep, no noise.”

”But...”

Clutching her chest, presumably asking for sympathy in a mischievous way, her face read: ask more and I’ll get sick right here!

Yuk Jian: ”...”

By now he could already tell when she was making excuses to avoid answering, and when she was genuinely unwell.

Though he knew she was pretending, Yuk Jian didn’t dare to press further.

-

The next day, Yuk Jian thoroughly disposed of the clothes he wore yesterday, and disinfected the bathroom.

Chuzheng watched him busy himself, convinced he was just paranoid.

[Missy, hush! No talking!] The King’s Account was exasperated with Chuzheng.

”...”

Fine, no talk, no talk.

Chuzheng turned and went to the living room.

After Yuk Jian finished packing, he went to prepare breakfast, first warming a glass of milk for Chuzheng.

”Drink this first.”

”I don’t want to.”

”Be good.”

Chuzheng stared at the glass of milk Yuk held, her eyes turning slightly: ”Kiss me.”

”...”

Yuk Jian bent down and gave her a peck on the cheek: ”Drink it quickly.”

Chuzheng: ”...”

You call that a kiss?

Yuk Jian placed the milk in Chuzheng’s hand, quickly returning to the kitchen to make breakfast.

-

While having breakfast, Yuk Jian scrolled through a news article.

The main figures in the news were none other than Han Jing and those guys with the Big Gold Chain.

After breakfast, a call came in asking them to come in and record a statement.

Yuk Jian didn’t know much, just that he was kidnapped... so essentially all critical information was provided by Chuzheng.

The two were questioned separately, and Yuk Jian was left unaware of what Chuzheng said.

[Missy, did you do it on purpose?]

”No, I didn’t, stop talking nonsense!” Chuzheng denied it in a typical manner.

[I didn’t even say what you did on purpose.]

”...”

[Whether Han Jing got the money and ran or didn’t is a whole different story, missy you’re really sending him down the path of no return!]

”He did the kidnapping, he asked for the money, I merely followed his instructions, so what did I do wrong?” I’m not at fault!

Having money is my fault?

It’s your fault!

Don’t blame me!

[...] How did passing this responsibility land on me? How did that happen?