Chapter 87 Tsing Yi, Open the Door for Me

It would be fine if a real person's life was at stake, but he was meowing because a cat was full...

Can you not be so naughty and toss people so much?

Jun Moyan glanced at him: "From today onwards, you will live in Wuyuan."

"why?"

"It's still young and needs to be taken care of," Jun Moyan said lightly.

At first, the alcoholic didn't realize who Jun Moyan was referring to by "it".

After reacting, the drunkard shook his head, with a hopeless expression on his face: "I think it is really necessary for you to go to the hospital for an examination, mainly to check your brain."

"..."

"You want me, a famous doctor, to take care of a cat? Are you insulting me, or the entire medical profession?"

Those well-known families couldn't afford to pay him high prices for outpatient visits, yet Jun Moyan actually asked him to take care of a cat.

Is it really bullying him that the alcoholic has no temper?

"You seem to be insulting medicine all the time." Jun Moyan glanced at him, then went upstairs with Wen Xiaoai in his arms.

"You..." The drunkard swung his fist at Jun Moyan, but in the end he could only wave his fist angrily at his back.

"It's just too much."

Then he left the hall angrily and found Tsing Yi.

There was a loud knock on his door.

"Who is it, in the middle of the night." Tsing Yi's impatient voice came from the room.

"Tsing Yi, open the door for me." The drunk kept banging on his door.

Tsing Yi, who knew who it was, lifted off the quilt covering his head, and felt sleepy.

"drunkard?"

"Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi, Tsing Yi..." The drunkard outside the door seemed to be urging his life, and he was not afraid of waking up the white clothes on the same floor.

After making sure she heard it right, Tsing Yi got out of bed and turned on the light.

Then he opened the door, yawned and looked at the drunkard with a loveless face at the door.

"It's late at night, why are you here?"

The drunkard walked in directly, and said as he walked, "Ask your third young master Jun. I have nothing to do when I am full at night, and I deliberately torment people."

The drunkard was full of resentment, he entered Tsing Yi's room, and lay down on his bed.

Tsing Yi closed the door and walked towards the bed: "What's the matter, Young Master San?"

"What's the matter with him? It's that little thing. He's full of food at night, and his stomach is full." The drunkard became angry when he said it.

Tsing Yi came to the bed and patted the alcoholic on the shoulder: "Go over."

The drunkard didn't open his eyes, and moved to the side.

Tsing Yi turned off the light, and lay down next to the drunkard: "Are you alright, little boy?"

"Little boy? Is that the cat?"

"Um."

"If it has something to do, can I still be here?" The drunkard was speechless: "This Jun Moyan, let alone animals, even people are hard to get close to. Why do you suddenly like cats so much?"

"This cat is not an ordinary cat, it is the lucky star of Third Young Master."

"Cut..." The drunkard pulled the quilt from Tsing Yi's body: "Sleep."

Tsing Yi smiled: "You deserve to be in such a hurry every time you are allowed to live in Wuyuan."

"..."

The drunkard didn't reply, he seemed to be really asleep,

However, within a few minutes, Tsing Yi's arm was bumped.

The drunkard's voice sounded: "Do you have anything to eat here?"

"It's not like you haven't eaten tonight, right?" Tsing Yi frowned.

The alcoholic recalled it carefully, and then laughed twice: "Hehe..."

Needless to say, Tsing Yi also knew that he definitely hadn't eaten that night, probably just drank and slept on the bed.

Tsing Yi was very helpless, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "Can't you drink less and eat on time? If you quit drinking someday, I will definitely... Forget it, if you can quit drinking, even Bai Yi will not be afraid of ghosts gone."

Tsing Yi said, opened the door and went out.