Chapter 23 Warm breeze comforts the legs
After getting in the car, Jiang Chaoyang's tense nerves relaxed a little. He took out his cell phone and made a call. The phone rang several times before someone answered.
A clearly impatient voice came from the other end: "What do you want from me?"
"I had an accident on the way, so I can't go to the tutoring class today. Let's make an appointment next time." Jiang Chaoyang said.
There was silence for a moment on the other end. "What happened to you?"
Jiang Chaoyang was puzzled. Shouldn't Han Shuquan's point be to prevent him from being a tutor?
There was a noise beside him. Jiang Chaoyang turned his head and saw Sang Chiyou closing his eyes again, with his head pressed against the car window. Jiang Chaoyang subconsciously lowered his voice:
"Nothing, just hanging up like that."
"Where are you now? Tell me your address."
"...No, I'm really fine, just put it this way." Jiang Chaoyang quickly hung up the phone, looked at Sang Chiyou to see if he was woken up, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Chaoyang leaned back in his chair and began to think about what to do next.
He himself thought that the fifty-yuan per session of coaxing him to sleep was just an excuse.
The car was driving steadily and the street scene outside the window was rapidly receding. I don’t know how long it drove. When even Jiang Chaoyang began to feel drowsy, the car finally stopped.
Jiang Chaoyang looked out the window. There were no buildings or vehicles around, only a villa standing not far away.
The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Sang Chiyou.
Sang Chiyou still had a deep look of fatigue in his eyes. He got out of the car and walked towards the gate of the mansion, with Jiang Chaoyang following behind him.
The driver locked the car and walked quickly to Jiang Chaoyang. After Sang Chiyou opened the door and walked in, he gently pulled Jiang Chaoyang's arm, motioning him to wait.
"gentlemen."
The driver lowered his voice very low: "Mr. Sang hates being woken up when he's resting. Never call him when he has his eyes closed."
Jiang Chaoyang nodded, there wouldn't be a next time anyway.
The driver's tone was filled with fear. "Last time, there was a blind man who answered a phone call in the car, and Mr. Sang threw his phone out the window. That man was a high-ranking official."
Jiang Chaoyang: Holy crap.
He responded, "I remember."
If you fail to coax him to sleep, won’t you throw him out too?
Jiang Chaoyang walked into Sang Chiyou's villa. The house was originally big, but there were very few furnitures and there was no atmosphere of life at all.
Sang Chiyou seemed to have forgotten that there was a sleep specialist following him. He walked to the cabinet, picked up an unlabeled black medicine bottle, unscrewed it, poured out two white pills, and put them directly into his mouth.
Jiang Chaoyang glanced around and saw black medicine bottles placed everywhere, as if they were easily accessible.
Is it sleeping pills?
After taking the medicine, Sang Chiyou turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor without even looking at Jiang Chaoyang who was standing at the entrance. His figure quickly disappeared around the corner.
In the huge living room, only Jiang Chaoyang was left.
There is also a nanny who cleans the kitchen.
The nanny was a little surprised to see him. Jiang Chaoyang smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Sang... doesn't seem to need any help in getting him to sleep?"
Jiang Chaoyang himself felt that what he said was stupid. The effect of the pill was probably stronger than that of him as a salesman.
The nanny shook her head gently. "Please do as you please. Mr. Sang has brought you back. You can sit for a while or leave on your own."
Jiang Chaoyang rubbed his neck and asked curiously, "Did he take sleeping pills?"
Perhaps the question was too sensitive, but the nanny looked a little embarrassed, as if she was hesitant to speak. Seeing this, Jiang Chaoyang waved his hand and said, "I'm just asking casually."
After he finished speaking, he was about to leave when the nanny stopped him again.
"It's not something to be ashamed of. You can find it on the Internet anyway." The nanny sighed and said:
"Mr. Sang is an S-class alpha, but he became an S-class later in life."
Jiang Chaoyang was stunned. The nanny continued, "Mr. Sang is an only child. His family has high expectations for him, but Mr. Sang is just an ordinary alpha. He was forced to inject enhancers when he was a child."
"Enhancer?"
The nanny nodded: "This injection will take five years, just to make Mr. Sang an S-level."
The nanny's tone became more serious. "Besides, this enhancer is still a semi-finished product. The risks are extremely high. Every injection is like walking through the gates of hell. The mildest outcome is cerebral palsy, and the worst is death."
"Mr. Sang no longer needs injections after reaching S-rank, but he will need to take medication to maintain his S-rank. If he stops taking the medication, he will die because he is no longer able to live without it."
Jiang Chaoyang frowned when he heard this.
"The side effect of the medicine is drowsiness. Mr. Sang often falls asleep while walking." The nanny said regretfully:
"And you might never wake up after falling asleep."
"...will never wake up?" Jiang Chaoyang asked.
"Yes, so Mr. Sang often forces himself not to fall asleep, but the side effects of the medicine are too strong to resist, so he often closes his eyes."
Jiang Chaoyang was silent.
Instead of leaving, he came to the living room and sat down.
He took out his cell phone to check the time, and a piece of news popped up on the interface bar.
#Recently, the number of missing soothing alphas has increased again. Please be more vigilant and pay attention to those around you.#
Jiang Chaoyang just glanced at the content casually and turned off the phone.
The nanny washed the fruit and brought it over, but there was no one in the living room. She looked around and saw Jiang Chaoyang going up the stairs.
Jiang Chaoyang stood at the door and found that it was not closed. He hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed the door open.
Sang Chiyou had his back to the door, seemingly having just finished a shower. He was only wearing a pair of black trousers, with water droplets sliding down his broad back muscles, revealing his powerful explosive power.
He casually wiped his hair with a towel and lay down on the bed, as if he didn't care about the visitor at all.
The wet hair left a dark water mark on the pillowcase. Jiang Chaoyang walked in seeing this, but he didn't say the words to blow dry his hair before going to bed.
He stood there for a while, then began to rummage around, took out a hair dryer from the drawer, turned it on, and found that it was silent.
Jiang Chaoyang walked to the bed with a hair dryer and sat down. "Why don't you lift your head up a little? A wet pillow will easily give you a headache when you sleep."
Sang Chiyou's eyelids twitched, and he opened his eyes tiredly, his focus unfocused.
He said nothing, and slowly raised his head a little from the soaked pillow.
Jiang Chaoyang glanced at the clean pillow next to him. If he let Sang Chiyou use that pillow, he would probably be in trouble.
Jiang Chaoyang simply stretched out his arms, supported his neck and shoulders, and moved the wet head onto his thighs.
He didn't care whether his pants would get wet and turned on the hair dryer.
The warm and gentle wind blew down silently, and Jiang Chaoyang's fingers carefully played with Sang Chiyou's wet hair, allowing the warm wind to penetrate the hair evenly.
Occasionally he needed to turn his head, but Sang Chiyou didn't react at all and let Jiang Chaoyang adjust it.
Jiang Chaoyang stared at his profile.
Just consider it as a thank you for helping him avoid the SA agency.
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