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Chapter 307: I Won’t Disturb Your Sleep Anymore

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: I Won’t Disturb Your Sleep Anymore

Hong Yi didn’t respond but looked over Qing Yi’s shoulder towards the drunkard who was sound asleep on the bed behind him.

"The Bai Family’s Wei Ming, Uncle Ming is here for treatment on behalf of Old Bai. He’s currently waiting in the main hall. You might disregard the Bai Family’s face, but Wei Ming... even Third Young Master respects him," she finally said.

"I got it, I’ll call him in a bit."

Hong Yi nodded slightly and then left.

Qing Yi closed the door to the room and sat down beside the bed.

She looked at the drunkard who was sound asleep, completely undisturbed by her and Hong Yi’s chatter.

After hesitating for a moment, she tentatively called out to him twice.

"Drunkard?"

"..."

"Drunkard?" Qing Yi raised her voice.

Seeing no response, Qing Yi reached out to push his shoulder.

The disturbed drunkard got emotional and pulled the quilt over himself.

"Drunkard, it’s a matter of life and death. Why don’t you get up first and come with me to save someone, then you can come back and sleep?" she said in a negotiating tone.

She didn’t dare to directly ask the drunkard; if she annoyed him and he wasn’t happy, Old Bai would be beyond help.

"Drunkard? It’s a matter of life and death. Third Young Master even came to you personally yesterday. Could you perhaps..."

"..."

Seeing no reaction from the drunkard, Qing Yi felt completely helpless.

She didn’t want to upset him.

"Could you maybe consider it as a favor to me?"

After Qing Yi said this, she didn’t hold out much hope, as even the Third Young Master’s words weren’t always heeded by him.

Yet to her surprise, three seconds later, the drunkard flipped away the quilt from his head.

Then he sat up, looking at her with sleepy, indifferent eyes.

She hadn’t really annoyed and angered him, had she?

"Uh, if you don’t want to go, just... I’ll go talk to them," she said somewhat panicky.

"..."

Seeing the drunkard still looking at her expressionlessly, Qing Yi’s palms began to sweat.

She feared his anger, worrying he might find her bothersome and then stay away at the bar for ten days or half a month.

"You go back to sleep, I won’t disturb your rest again in the future."

"..." The drunkard, seeing her completely out of her element, suddenly chuckled.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"Aren’t you really annoyed by others disturbing your sleep? I was afraid that you’d... get angry," Qing Yi said, always mindful of the drunkard’s reactions, just like she was saying, fearing his anger.

The drunkard laughed again and then playfully tousled Qing Yi’s slightly disheveled hair on her forehead.

Then, yawning, he threw back the covers and got out of bed, heading towards the bathroom.

On his way there, he said, "Indeed, if it had been someone else, I would have already picked a fight with them."

Qing Yi heard this and felt surprisingly flattered, and then her face lit up with a happy smile.

After washing up, they went to the main villa’s hall, only to find Jun Moyan already up and talking with Uncle Ming.

Seeing the drunkard yawning as he walked in, Jun Moyan was somewhat surprised.

"Third Young Master, Uncle Ming," Qing Yi greeted them.

"You’re Qing Yi, right?" Uncle Ming stood up, asking uncertainly.

Bai Family had dealt with them, he knew Bai Yi, and he had seen Bai Yi along with this young man at the casino the other time, so this one must be Qing Yi.

"Yes." Qing Yi was somewhat puzzled, why was Uncle Ming asking him this politely?

"General Shangguan said you have a good relationship with that exceptional doctor, so I would like to ask the young brother to speak to that doctor for me," Uncle Ming said.

Wei Ming’s courteous speech was not because he was asking Qing Yi for help, but because that’s just how he treated everyone.

The elder, the child, the woman, he always spoke with the tone of a jianghu, treating people with equal respect in conversation.

You respect him, and he respects you even more.

The reason Jun Moyan respected him was, in fact, also out of admiration for his character.