Chapter 3209: Saving Zero Egg: Bai Ze's Love Story 10

The man appearing at the end of the corridor was extremely tall and broad, straining his dark combat uniform; his face was mostly covered by a mask, the look in his eyes no longer human, filled with the brutality and killing intent driven to the extreme by the drug, clearly rushing straight for Bai Ze and Yi Qi.

Yi Qi: "He's been injected with the frenzy drug!"

He had only seen one person affected by this drug once in his childhood, which almost prevented Sailina from returning. That drug can multiply a person's bodily functions for a short time, numbing pain, boosting strength, while completely collapsing rationality, leaving only the instinct to attack.

Bai Ze's eyes narrowed, he instinctively shielded Yi Qi behind him, "Don't look at his eyes."

The frenzied Ke Bu Man had already locked onto his target, his gaze fixed straight on Bai Ze and Yi Qi's direction, then suddenly accelerated and charged over.

Jin Chen thought, no wonder, the plot said Yi Qi was seriously injured by Ke Bu Man; it turns out it's this Ke Bu Man.

The bodyguards raised their guns first and fired; the bullets hit Ke Bu Man, but he only swayed slightly, then continued charging forward, the drug pushing his bodily functions to an abnormal extreme.

Bai Ze wanted to go forward, but Jin Chen grabbed him.

"Make a deal: give me a temporary pass to enter the Nine Zone, and I'll take care of this person."

Bai Ze nodded after just two or three breaths, "Okay."

Under Jin Chen's relaxed, effortless attitude, he actually had no doubt at all about whether Jin Chen could handle Ke Bu Man.

Jin Chen didn't waste words, turned sideways and drew a short knife from the nearest bodyguard's waist; Ke Bu Man had already closed to within ten steps. Jin Chen went forward, a punch straight to the solar plexus, followed by the sound of his chest cavity ribs breaking and collapsing.

Yi Qi, who had been shielded behind Bai Ze, poked his head out to look, astonished by the cheap big brother's skill: "He can fight like that?"

Even though Ke Bu Man had been driven into a frenzy by the drug, with pain more than half numbed, he couldn't last more than a few rounds against Jin Chen.

He was beaten back again and again; his brutality, when hit by the later punches, was clearly suppressed a great deal, his cloudy eyes even beginning to show extreme primal fear. Under the extreme pressure, the drug was forced back somewhat, and he was beaten back to consciousness, turning his head as if to beg for mercy, or as if wanting to turn his head to say something to Bai Ze.

Jin Chen thought, this is still not enough. Normally at this point the opponent would utter a few words, enough for Zero Egg to brainstorm a hundred and eighty melodramatic plotlines.

He kept moving his hands, not giving Ke Bu Man a chance to speak, striking his wrist with the back of the short knife, then a final kick sent him to his knees. Ke Bu Man didn't even finish a groan before collapsing, twitching twice, then completely still.

Jin Chen lifted the limp man by the scruff of his neck from the ground, glanced sideways at Bai Ze, "He still has a breath left; what should we do with him?"

Bai Ze: "……"

He spoke with difficulty: "We can't kill him, otherwise there will be another Ke Bu Man; let my people handle him."

Jin Chen threw the man to the arriving club security staff, then leisurely pulled a wet wipe from the tea table beside him and wiped his hands.

"Remember the pass, I need it urgently."

After saying that, Jin Chen glanced at Yi Qi still shrinking behind Bai Ze, led the bodyguard squad that had watched the excitement but done nothing outwards, his voice languid: "I'm tired from fighting, let's go home to rest."

Yi Qi popped his head out from behind Bai Ze's shoulder, "Huh? … Huh!"

He answered with a sound, but his feet didn't move at all, showing no intention to follow the cheap big brother away.

Yi Qi stood behind Bai Ze, quietly reached out and poked his arm, whispering, "... I can apply medicine for you."

Bai Ze turned his head to look at him; the warmth in his eyes, almost soft enough to be called tenderness, made Yi Qi's heart involuntarily skip a beat.

"Okay." Bai Ze said.

——

Returning once again to the top-floor suite.

Yi Qi's first move was to run to the partition and look; the room indeed only bore traces of the fight—overturned furniture, curtains half-pulled down, deep gouges on the walls, bloodstains on the floor, but no ambiguous signs whatsoever.

He acted on impulse, Comrade Yi Qi.

Yi Qi guiltily raised his hand and patted his forehead, then returned to the living room.

The doctor came in with a medical box, already preparing to treat Bai Ze's injuries. Bai Ze sat on the sofa, his shirt half removed.

Yi Qi stood beside him, his gaze glued to Bai Ze, unwilling to shift; after a few seconds he suddenly strode over, "Let me do it!"

The doctor's tweezers halted in midair, "?"

Bai Ze curled the corner of his mouth slightly, nodded at the doctor, "Just leave the medicine box."

The doctor dared not say more, placed the medicine box on the tea stand, walked to the door and thoughtfully pulled it shut, the latch clicking into place with a click.

Yi Qi squatted beside the sofa, opened the medicine box, its bottles and jars lined up in a row, he carefully put on gloves, then turned his head to look at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze's upper torso lay openly in the air; Yi Qi's gaze slid from his collarbones down, paused momentarily on his chest, then followed the lines of his abdominal muscles downward before snapping back.

Looking down, his abs were like squares of white chocolate cake; looking up, his full chest was practically white chocolate milk; the whole person under the light appeared white and warm and…

Yi Qi swallowed secretly in his heart, pressed down those messy thoughts, and tried to appear professional and solemn.

His gloved fingertips touched the skin on Bai Ze's chest, pressing the edge of the bruise, "Does it hurt here?"

"No pain." Bai Ze's voice came from above his head.

"What about here?" Yi Qi's fingers moved a few inches over and poked.

"... Still okay."

Bai Ze struggled to avert his gaze from Yi Qi's hand, then couldn't help but look back; the doctor's long, gloved fingers examined his body here and there, pressing and kneading, feeling the spots he touched begin to warm, that warmth even surpassing the burning sensation from the whip wounds.

"... Yi Qi."

Yi Qi lifted his head to look at him, his eyes showing some stubbornness, "You didn't call me like that just now."

Bai Ze paused, his expression dazed, "... Xiao Qi."

"Oh!" Yi Qi happily narrowed his eyes, then lowered his head to continue his work.

He finally squeezed out the ointment and began applying it properly, his fingers dipped in the pale green ointment lightly spreading it over the bruises, the pressure much gentler than before.

As he applied it, he muttered, "You should have told me earlier…… I'm not incapable of understanding. Now that it's settled, I still misunderstood you, and even whipped you……"

Yi Qi's voice grew lower, he lowered his head guiltily, his fingers making circles on Bai Ze's chest wound as he applied the medicine, his eyelids drooping.

Moreover, the alleged lover was fake, so he couldn't use that as an excuse to gorge on chocolate milk.

The more Yi Qi applied, the lower his mood sank, the pressure dropping, his movements slowing until he simply stopped.

Bai Ze noticed his change in mood, endured the strange sensation on his chest, slightly lowered his head to test calling him, "Xiao Qi?"

Yi Qi lifted his head again, his eye sockets turning a little red.

"I misunderstood you," he whispered, "still hurt you…… do you still like me?"

Yi Qi knelt there, head lifted, his amber-brown eyes wet as they gazed at him, his fingertips still resting on Bai Ze's injured chest.

Bai Ze reached out and covered his gloved hand, and before he could speak, Qi Qi unconsciously increased the pressure in his hand, as if he were too nervous and wanted to grab something, his fingertips pressing hard against Bai Ze's chest skin.

Hngh...

Bai Ze's words got stuck in his throat, his mind went blank for a moment, and after two seconds of calming down he found his voice again: "No…… it's fine, the whip wound isn't serious at all, I…… I certainly like you."

A wound of that degree was indeed insignificant to him. Moreover, he felt guilty.

Bai Ze felt a sour softness in his heart, about to say something more to comfort him, when he heard Qi Qi's voice suddenly become a little excited: "Really?"

Qi Qi's true intent showed, his fingers moved slightly on Bai Ze's chest, he licked his lips, he was really hungry.

"Then can you let me take a bite? I'm so hungry."

Bai Ze stared at him, taking a long while to react, "...... What?"