"If you can’t save him, I’ll take your life," the drunkard’s comment about not being able to save someone filled Bai Tang with anxiety.
Upon hearing this, Qing Yi instantly furrowed her brows and displeasedly said, "Lord Bai, watch your language."
"Atang, don’t be foolish," Uncle Ming reproached.
Then, he said to the drunkard, "Kids don’t understand these things, don’t mind him, let me take you both out."
"Uncle Ming, I’m not a child, and I’m not being foolish."
"Enough." Uncle Ming’s face looked rather displeased.
He knew that was just how Bai Tang was and that he was very anxious right now, but indeed, he shouldn’t have spoken those words.
It could only be said that he was not mature enough.
"No need to escort us out, just take good care of the patient, I’ll come back in the afternoon."
The drunkard didn’t care and turned around to leave, but after taking two steps, he realized that Qing Yi hadn’t followed.
So, he turned back, took Qing Yi’s hand, and left with her.
"Let’s go, time for breakfast."
Qing Yi seemed to have something to say but eventually, she left as well.
After the two left, Uncle Ming looked at Bai Tang and patted his arm.
"Don’t worry too much, you should eat something as well, I’ll keep watch here."
"I’m not hungry." Bai Tang sat down by the bed; his expression was not good, and he seemed to be holding a grudge against Uncle Ming.
"Do you have any other way besides trusting him now?" Uncle Ming said.
Uncle Ming let out a light sigh.
"I know you’re worried about your grandfather, even if you don’t trust that man, you should at least trust Jun Moyan.
"Trust Jun Moyan? Hah..." Bai Tang let out a cold laugh.
"Has Uncle Ming forgotten what happened last time at the gambling den?"
"The third young master is not that kind of person."
"How do you know he’s not that kind of person?"
Uncle Ming seemed helpless; the child was really going up against Jun Moyan.
It couldn’t really be that he had taken a fancy to that little girl by his side, could it?
After leaving the hotel and seeing that Qing Yi was visibly upset, the drunkard asked with a smile, "What’s wrong? Unhappy?"
"Why did you pull me away just now?" Qing Yi was indeed unhappy, and not just unhappy, but also worried.
"Why stay there if not to leave?"
"Didn’t you hear what Bai Tang just said? If it can’t be cured, your life is at stake, and you still took the money so readily when there’s no guarantee."
"What’s there to worry about, you’re there, aren’t you? And even if things get really bad, isn’t there that Jun guy? Do you think they would just stand by and watch Bai kill me?" the drunkard said cheerfully.
"..." Qing Yi was speechless.
"We shouldn’t take such unsure jobs in the future."
"In the future? I took on this job because of you, you think there’ll be a next time?"
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"Let’s go have something to eat; after eating, I still need to go back to the apartment."
"Back to the apartment?"
"Yes, I need to prepare."
"Then I’ll come with you to see if there’s anything I can help with."
"Do you know medicine?" The drunkard looked at him with a smile.
"Then what can you help with? Cheer for me?"
After breakfast, the drunkard parted ways with Qing Yi and returned to his apartment alone.
On the way back to his apartment, the drunkard felt very heavy-hearted and restless.
Arriving at the apartment, he took out the medical kit that he hadn’t touched for a long time from the cupboard, placed it on the table, and opened it.
Looking at the life-saving items inside, the drunkard propped his hands on his waist and paced back and forth on the spot.
He was in utter turmoil; his inner struggle was excruciating.
Should he really do this? This was a human life at stake, the slightest mistake could be fatal.
Should he look for another chance to test and verify?
But finding another chance involved a human life all the same, didn’t it?
Besides, he really had no patience left to wait; it had been eight years, he was nearly going mad.