Chapter 274

"I have all my belongings, what's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"No, where did you get so much money? You won't be some invisible rich second generation, come out to experience life, right?" The alcoholic wanted to sit up excitedly.

"Don't move."

Tsing Yi grabbed his shoulders and continued to clean his wound: "Don't be so surprised, it's as if you have never seen money, you can treat a rich man with an intractable disease, as long as you ask, others will be willing." Pay you so much."

"That's different. You don't know how to treat difficult and miscellaneous diseases. Where did you get so much money?"

"The salary is given by the third master."

"Fuck, Jun gave you so much? Then why do I have so little?"

"Third Young Master doesn't have so many illnesses to treat you, what do you think?"

"Uh...it seems to be the same, then your salary is too high."

"In today's first-tier big cities, the salary of a department manager of a listed company plus the year-end bonus can be in the millions a year."

"Then are you the manager?"

"no."

"Then you say it again."

"I'm busier than the manager!"

"..."

"Hey, thank you for your hard work, then I will save some money in the future." The drunkard patted Tsing Yi's leg with a smile.

"No need, you can spend it as you like, anyway, it's still in my place."

"That's enough brother, I will definitely make up for you after how much I spent."

"You don't need to pay it back."

"That won't work, that's all your property. Even if you don't have to support your family, you will still have a wife in two years."

"Marry a wife?" Tsing Yi paused for cleaning his wound.

"Yes, is it possible that you want to be single for the rest of your life, or that you three young masters will pay to arrange marriages for your subordinates? Then let him arrange one for me too."

"Pack one for you too?"

"yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Tsing Yi glanced at the drunkard, smiled, and said nothing.

"why are you laughing?"

"you guess?"

"I can't guess."

After Tsing Yi healed the wound on his forehead, he found the medicinal wine.

"Get up and take off your clothes."

"Oh." The drunkard sat up obediently, and then took off his clothes.

Tsing Yi saw the bruises and bruises on his body, and the anger that had finally subsided suddenly rose again, and the medicine bottle in his hand was about to be crushed by him, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Those bloody bastards."

"Why do you still swear such words, taught by Bai Yi?" The drunkard looked at Tsing Yi whose face was darkened, and teased him with a smile.

"You can still laugh." Tsing Yi glared at him angrily, took one of his arms, and began to rub the medicine on him.

"Stop laughing."

The drunk immediately stopped laughing, imitating Tsing Yi's tone just now, filled with righteous indignation: "Those damn bastards, next time I meet them, I will definitely send them to the hospital again."

"If you know how to say it, why don't you talk about cross talk?"

"This job is good. I'm so handsome. I'm sure I can accumulate a lot of fans, and there must be a lot of beautiful female fans... Ah, take it easy."

"Keep talking." Tsing Yi, who applied the medicine to him, looked up at him.

"Stop talking..."

night, getting darker.

Tsing Yi put one hand on the back of his head, looking at the dark ceiling, his tearful and painful eyes flashed in front of his eyes when he helped the alcoholic in the bar, feeling very uncomfortable.

Looking sideways at the alcoholic who was sleeping with his back facing him, Tsing Yi couldn't help asking: "Are you asleep?"

"Hmm..." The drunkard replied in a daze.

"...can you tell me about your past?"