Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The British Embassy finally gave up on the enmity with Pei Yinnian, which meant giving up on the gold bar transaction.

Chu Wu used the excuse that the warlords had seized Wan Canghong's property to search his house thoroughly, and put 50% of the property into the state account, for which he was praised for a long time by his father, Marshal Chu.

The remaining five points were divided into two-thirds and three-thirds with Pei Yinnian.

Even if only 30% fell into Pei Yinnian's hands, it was still a considerable sum, more than enough to cover the amount used to purchase the pharmaceutical factory.

Therefore, this time when Pei Yinnian got the pharmaceutical factory, he not only did not spend a penny, but also made a 20% profit.

Moreover, he solidified his reputation as a patriotic businessman by confronting the British Embassy and ensuring the safety of medicines for the people of Peking.

Unlike in the original plot where Xiao Bofeng used Pei Yiqing to cause trouble, things are now on the right track.

When we returned that night, it happened to be another moonless night, and the sky was so dark that there was not a trace of light.

Pei Yiqing jumped down from the front row to light the way for his brother. Turning back, he saw Jinchen carrying his brother horizontally and walking quickly inside.

"Brother! What's wrong with you?" Pei Yiqing hurriedly caught up and asked behind them.

"Call the doctor."

Jinchen shouted loudly, and Pei Yinnian, who was in his arms, looked pale and had a splitting headache.

"Oh, okay!"

Pei Yiqing pulled the housekeeper who followed him over and said, "Quick, go call the doctor. My brother must be having a headache again."

The master bedroom on the second floor of the western-style building.

Jinchen carried the person to the bed and was about to get up to get medicine, but Pei Yinnian grabbed his collar tightly. He only heard a few mumblings asking where he was going.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm just going to get you some painkillers."

Jinchen half-knelt on the bed, stroking Pei Yinnian's sweaty forehead with his palm, and kissed the corners of his eyes and lips with endless tenderness and comfort.

Pei Yinnian, who is usually aloof and self-restrained, is now acting like a spoiled brat.

He held Jinchen's hand and whispered, "Don't take medicine."

"Just stay here with me, it will only be a while."

It's hard to tell whether it was a beg or an order, but it was definitely not the tone one would use when sober.

Jinchen simply hugged him again, half leaning against the head of the bed and pulling the quilt over Pei Yinnian, "Okay, I won't leave."

He gently pressed Pei Yinnian's brows and traced his eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips.

"I'm sorry." Pei Yinnian suddenly said again, opening his painful eyes and looking at Jinchen with an imperceptible subtle apology.

"What……"

Jinchen didn't react for a moment, thinking that his wife was confused because of the pain. He put his arms around Pei Yinnian's waist, hugged him close to her, and patted his back gently.

"Don't talk nonsense, you have nothing to be sorry for."

Pei Yinnian, however, held onto Jinchen's shoulders tightly and rested his chin on them. He waited until the pain in his head eased a little before he spoke in a muffled voice.

"Aren't you angry that I didn't go to the theater today?"

Jin Chen thought about it and kissed Pei Yinnian on the face, "A little bit."

"I'm not blaming you for not coming, I just don't want to be kept in the dark."

Pei Yinnian listened carefully, looked up to observe Jinchen's expression, nodded after a while, his breathing trembling slightly.

He buried himself in Jinchen's arms, unable to resist the continuous pain. The invisible pressure spread from his nerves to his eyeballs, so heavy that he saw things as if through a veil.

"Brother! Sister-in-law, the doctor is here."

Pei Yiqing rushed in without even having time to change his clothes, followed by a doctor carrying a tin medicine box, who was specifically there to treat Pei Yinnian.

As soon as he came in, the doctor handed Pei Yinnian some water and a strong painkiller, which was also a foreign drug from the West.

Jinchen picked up a long stack of instructions and read them for a few seconds, then asked in a muffled voice, "With so many side effects, you only take painkillers every time?"

"I can't do anything about it." The doctor noticed Jin Chen's identity and complained, "You don't know that Patriarch Pei doesn't want others to know that he has a weakness, so he refuses to boil Chinese medicine to drink. Originally... he could recover slowly by drinking Chinese medicine."

In the final analysis, it was because Pei Yin had been physically weak when he was young and had never recovered. Now he had to support the entire Pei family, and he was tense all day long, which caused his headaches.

Jin Chen's knuckles trembled slightly, and he continued to gently rub Pei Yinnian's head, "Starting tomorrow, boil some medicine for him to drink, and tell others that I'm sick and need to recuperate."

"There are more Western medicines for headaches than just painkillers. If you don't have any in Peking, go to Ningcheng or Hucheng to find one."

The doctor sighed, "There are some in Beiping too, but Master Pei didn't dare to take them before. But I've heard good news too. From now on, the medicine in Beiping will be clean."

He said no more. Seeing Pei Yinnian take the painkillers, he took out a few more boxes from the medicine box and said he would write a prescription for him tomorrow.

Pei Yiqing saw the doctor off and said, "I won't bother you anymore. Go to bed early."

When leaving, Pei Yiqing looked at the two people hugging each other with confusion and complexity.

How does it feel...

My sister-in-law is not weak at all at this time.

After the doctor left, the room became quiet again. Pei Yinnian, perhaps feeling a little guilty, buried his head in Jinchen's arms without looking up.

At this time, Jinchen pinched Pei Yinnian's face and said, "You refuse to take medicine, so you have a headache."

Pei Yinnian raised his eyes and glared at him, which clearly showed how courageous he was.

"Still glaring at me." Jin Chen hummed and kissed his lips, "Mr. Pei, who is famous throughout Peking and is a powerful figure, is actually afraid of taking medicine."

"If you keep talking nonsense, go out and sleep." Pei Yinnian still glared at him, but not only did he not have any momentum at all, his eyes looked like he was acting like a spoiled child.

Jinchen was not afraid at all, "Then I'll go out. It's late at night and the dew is heavy. I'm not afraid of my brother sleeping alone..."

Before he could finish his words, Pei Yinnian hugged him tightly around the waist. Jinchen couldn't help laughing and lowered his head to touch his skin.

"I was just bluffing you. How could I bear to do that?"

Pei Yinnian stared at him, his heart seemed to be overflowing with broken green plum juice, flowing through his limbs, sour and sweet, with an indescribable throbbing.

He took a deep breath and buried his head in the crook of Jinchen's neck, allowing himself to be powerless and weak at this moment.

"I'm sweating," Pei Yinnian said, a little disgusted with himself. He grabbed Jinchen's collar and trembled slightly, "Take me to wash it off."

Jinchen raised his eyebrows and pecked his eyes lightly, extremely gently.

"It's my pleasure, brother."

Calling him brother at this critical moment, Pei Yinnian was hesitant to speak, and his ears turned red in advance.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 53! 】

[The villain's darkening value is detected -10, totaling 60! 】

Pei Yinnian was very sure that it was not the painkillers with side effects that worked this time, but Jinchen's company and massage.

...Of course, it could also be some kind of pain transfer.

In short, Pei Yinnian's severe headache, which had not been seen for a long time, was relieved in one night, and he snuggled in Jinchen's arms and closed his eyes to rest.

The room was illuminated by warm lights, and the carpet beside the bed was covered with a dark-colored Western rug. Two people were hugging each other on the bed, feeling warm and affectionate.

When he was drowsy, Pei Yinnian heard Jinchen whispering softly in his ear.

"Don't hide anything from me in the future."

"I'm not your weakness, I'm your backer."

When Jinchen said this, his tone was gentle yet serious.

Pei Yinnian's heart was throbbing. He half-opened his weary eyes and took the initiative to kiss his lips. "Okay, I promise you."