Hangover; Chenchen Was Injured!

Yun Che didn't make any noise when he was drunk. He didn't even struggle when Xing Feng helped him take a shower. He quietly nested in Xing Feng's arms for the whole night like a kitty, and when Xing Feng woke up the next morning, he was still asleep. Xing Feng made some hangover soup for him and put it on the bedside table. And then, Xing Feng sat next to him and watched his sleeping face for a while before going downstairs to take Chenchen out for a run.

"Uh…it hurts…"

Around ten in the morning, Yun Che, who had slept for twelve hours, moaned in pain. Xing Feng put away the tablet, stood up from the sofa, and walked over to pull his hand away from his forehead. "Get up and have some hangover soup. Why did you drink when knowing that you can't? See? Now you're paying the price."

"Sweetheart, my head hurts."

Being tortured by the headache, Yun Che wrapped his arms around Xing Feng, making the latter fall on top of him. And then, Yun Che turned over to lie on top of Xing Feng, moaning in pain, "What degree that wine was? It's killing me."

He remembered that he had got drunk once in the past, but it didn't feel so terrible that time.

"That was the liquor of fifty-five degree. It was not beer, man. Pull yourself together and have some hangover soup."

With a sigh, Xing Feng reached out to grab the bowl on the bedside table. Holding him with one hand, and holding the bowl with the other, Xing Feng fed him the soup. Half-awake, Yun Che had a mouthful of it, and the sour and spicy taste was full of his mouth instantly. "What's this? It tastes terrible. I don't want to drink it."

He would rather suffer the headache than drink this weird liquid. The terrible taste was beyond description.

"I watched my grandmother make it in the past, and I've drunk this a few times myself. I think I've got it right. Be good and have some more. The pain will stop soon."

Looking at his childish look, Xing Feng persuaded him gently.

"You promise. If the pain doesn't stop, I'll go to my Space and never talk to you again."

Yun Che shot him a sad look before opening his mouth to drink some more soup. As soon as he swallowed the soup, he held Xing's neck and said in a childish tone, "It still hurts…"

"This is not a magic pill. It won't take effect so quickly. Would you like to smoke? Let me light a cigarette for you."

Xing Feng was somehow amused. This was the first time he had seen the childish side of Yun Che, and it felt quite interesting.

"Uh-huh. Let me lie in bed for a while."

Yun Che nodded with eyes closed and lay down in bed. Xing Feng put away the bowl before he lighted a cigarette and put it near Yun's lips.

Yun Che took a hard puff and blew out the smoke before opening his drowsy eyes slowly. "I finally feel alive now. I should set a rule for Peak Squad – no alcohol in the future."

The alcohol tasted spicy and weird. What was the fun of drinking it? He couldn't relate to those people who enjoyed drinking.

"Should my squad have this rule, too?"

Xing Feng chuckled with affection and touched Yun's forehead. He was relieved after confirming that Yun Che didn't show any sign of fever. He had decided not to let his sweetheart touch any alcohol after finding out that the latter would sleep for twelve hours for taking one sip of wine.

"That would be great."

When the headache faded, Yun Che finally had the mood for joking. Both of them knew that they would never be able to implement that rule.

*Knock, Knock*

When Xing Feng was about to kiss his sweetheart, someone knocked on the door all of a sudden. Xing Feng frowned and reluctantly stood up to answer the door. Smoking in bed, Yun Che put on a broad smile. It somehow amused him that his man was aroused but didn't have the chance to let out the desire. In the meantime, he regretted having had that drink last night. He should have asked Xing Feng to drink on his behalf. He'd better stay away from alcohol in the future.

"You'd better have a good reason for knocking on the door."

When Xing Feng opened the door and saw Yu Wenqing standing outside, he said in a reproachful tone. Usually, Yu Wenqing would get nervous at his sullen look, but at this moment, they had a bigger issue to worry about.

"Chenchen got injured in his head. Mingxuan and Yao already went to the hospital."

"What?!"

When he learned that his nephew was injured, Yun Che forgot about all the pain and got up immediately. Yu Wenqing looked at him and added, "A teacher from the kindergarten came to notify us. They've taken Chenchen to the hospital. We don't know what exactly has happened yet."

"Damn it!"

Yun Che cursed and rushed into the bathroom. With a gloomy face, Xing Feng said, "Tell Xiu Jie to get there right now and find out what has happened."

He knew how much Yun Che cared about Chenchen. If Chenchen fell accidentally, that would be fine. If his injury was caused by someone else, that person would have to pay for it.

"Okay."

With a nod, Yu Wenqing left. Xing Feng opened the wardrobe and got changed. After Yun Che came out of the bathroom, they summoned Eagle King and flew to the hospital of Chaoyang community.

The Chaoyang Hospital was in a three-story building constructed in the doomsday. The hospital was not large, but it had all the basic instruments. It even had a small blood bank. The hospital was usually quiet because people all went to Xiu Jie when they got injured. They only went to the hospital when they got sick. Because people in the Chaoyang community lived a well-off life, they didn't get sick quite often.

However, the hospital was rather noisy today. Around ten in the morning, the president of the kindergarten, She Jiao, rushed into the hospital with a bleeding child in her hands. When the doctor Zhan Tianlong saw Chenchen, he felt a slight twinge in his heart. He carried the child in his arms and asked the teacher with She Jiao to notify Yun Yao. He knew Yun Che doted on Chenchen, and this thing would not go quietly regardless of what had caused it in the first place.

"Doctor, check my child. His knee is bleeding."

Just as he turned around, a middle-aged woman rushed up to grab him. Behind the middle-aged woman were several people, and one of them who was in her twenties was carrying a child about five. Zhan Tianlong frowned as he glanced at the child's knee. There was a small bruise on the skin, but it was not bleeding.

He sized up the woman. She was beautiful, wearing delicate makeup, a long dress, and a pair of five-inch high heels. The way she dressed might be normal before the doomsday. But in the doomsday, this was too… Zhan Tianlong couldn't find an accurate word to describe it. Anyway, he had never seen anyone else wearing high heels in the doomsday.

"He'll live!"

Having said that impatiently, Zhan Tianlong tried to carry Chenchen into the operating room, but the middle-aged woman wouldn't let go of him. "How could you talk to us like that? You're a doctor. Do you have any idea who we are? We can have Captain Xing fire you!"

"Why don't you go find Captain Xing right now? Get your hands off me!"

He had never met such an unreasonable woman before. Her child only had a bruise on the knee, but Chenchen's head was bleeding. Was she blind?

"How dare you!"

"Enough, Mrs. Chen! Every child is important, not just yours. Can't you see that Chenchen's head is covered with blood? Let go of the doctor."

While the woman refused to let go, She Jiao walked up to pull her hands off the doctor with rage. Zhan Tianlong immediately took Chenchen into the operating room, who was crying with a hoarse voice. Two nurses went inside as well. Hands on her hips, the woman cursed out loud, "How dare you compare my child with others? President She, I don't care about what family background you have. If anything happens to our child, I'll make sure you pay for it."

This was not just overbearing. It was barbarian. The teachers and doctors, as well as the nurses, all frowned involuntarily. They wondered where the hell this shrew came from. Chaoyang community never had this kind of person before.

"Go ahead and do whatever you want later. But please be quiet now. This is a hospital."

She Jiao didn't even want to talk to the middle-aged woman at all. She turned around and stared at the door of the operating room. If anything happened to Chenchen, how would she explain it to Yun Yao? She blamed herself for what had happened. If she hadn't talked back to those people, Chenchen wouldn't have been pushed for defending her and hit on the toys.

"Why on earth would we need to stay quiet? Are the doctors here all dead? Where the hell are the patients? Anyone alive? Come out!"

Instead of restraining herself, the woman yelled more loudly. She Jiao couldn't stand her anymore. "Enough, Mrs. Chen. You keep reminding us that you're the wife of an academician, but do you deserve that title? You'd better pray that Chenchen's injury isn't too bad. Otherwise, your family can't afford the consequences. Your husband and your son might be academicians, but there are many people more superior to you."

She Jiao had been a kindergarten teacher since before the doomsday. She was always gentle and never lost her temper. But today, she was outraged. She had never met such an overbearing and unreasonable parent before, not even before the doomsday. No wonder their child always bullied others in the kindergarten and kept yelling who his grandfather and father were. As a teacher, she was not supposed to be biased against any child, but she really didn't like that child.

"How dare you! I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Stop!"

"Bitch, how dare you talk to me like that. Grab her."

The outraged woman rushed up and started to attack She Jiao. The medics and the teachers tried to stop the middle-aged woman, but the people came with her swamped over as well. The only one that didn't join the fight was the woman holding the child. She stepped away to distance herself from the chaos, as if she was afraid that the others might injure her accidentally.

"Ouch! How could you!"

She Jiao was a tiny woman who was not good at fighting. The middle-aged woman scratched a long opening on her face, and the pain forced out her tears.

"Bitch, I'll end you!"

The middle-aged woman and her helpers scratched She Jiao even harder. Some of them were superfunction possessors. They also injured several people who tried to stop them. Knowing that there was chaos outside, Zhan Tianlong wanted to rush out of the operating room, but he couldn't. His top priority at the moment was to treat Chenchen's wound. The boy was in so much pain that he almost lost his strength to cry.

"What the hell are you doing?"

After like a century, a jeep was parked at the hospital. Gu Mingxuan got out of the jeep and yelled with a sullen look. The crowd finally stopped fighting. Before they could react, Yun Yao stumbled out of the jeep, her eyes bloodshot for crying too hard. "Chenchen, where is Chenchen? How is he?"

"Yao…"

"Yao, Chenchen…"

Yun Cheng jumped out of the jeep and chased after his sister hastily. Wang Suhua and Lu's mother were shedding tears. They were so worried when they learned that Chenchen had hit his head. He was their sweetheart, and they didn't even have the heart to raise voice at him. How did he get injured on his first day back to school? How bad was the injury? He was just three years old!