The waiter with a smile on his face came running over with a big bounce.
Chu Feiyun threw five taels of silver on the table and said generously: "No need to look for it!"
He turned around and was about to go upstairs, but heard the waiter behind him shouting: "Please wait a moment, sir!"
"Anything else?"
"Sir, here is the key to your room, with the house number engraved on it!"
"Look at my brain, I have completely forgotten about this matter. Thank you very much!"
Chu Feiyun took the key and turned around again.
"Um, guest sir..."
The waiter was speechless.
"Is there anything else?"
The waiter smiled a little obscenely, "That's right, sir, the money you paid is three and a half less!"
"What? Three and a half are missing?"
"It costs four taels of silver to stay in the hotel, and four and a half taels of silver to eat here!"
"What? Didn't you say you don't need much money to eat?"
Chu Feiyun said angrily.
"Don't worry, sir. When I say it doesn't cost much, I mean ordinary meals, but your two pets ordered 'braised abalone', 'steamed shark's fin', 'dry-fried lobster', and 'braised bear paws'
'...and the two bottles of ten-year-old 'Shibupour' are the food and wine on the top floor of our store, so..."
Chu Feiyun finally understood why this guy was always giggling there. It turned out to be because he killed his fat sheep and threw it to the waiter for four taels of silver, but this time he didn't generously say that he didn't need to look for it.
In other words, it's not that he doesn't want to, but that he will be counting on this half a tael of silver in the next few days.
Chu Feiyun took the last half a tael of silver and carried Bai Ruolin and turned around and walked upstairs. Looking at his beautiful face that was already red, he said helplessly: "Is this guy still wearing rouge and gouache? How can a grown man do this?
It makes him smell good all over his body, and his body is also soft, and it looks like he hasn’t been exercised very much. Does he really have the strength of a sixth-level warrior or above?"
…
"Water, water...!"
Bai Ruolin closed her eyes and frowned, muttering.
Chu Feiyun held Bai Ruolin's neck with his left hand to raise her head slightly, and slowly poured the water from the corner of his mouth with his right hand.
"Why is it so hot? No, you actually have a fever. This wine is so strong?"
Chu Feiyun felt that his neck was a little hot, and when he touched his forehead, it was even hotter. He became extremely anxious and immediately asked the waiter to find a doctor.
When the doctor came, he simply took his pulse and prescribed some decoction. He said that he was only allergic to alcohol and that he had such a reaction. He would take some medicine and he would be fine in one night. In the end, the doctor charged him half a tael of silver.
The medical fees and medicine money were left.
And Chu Feiyun felt like he was about to cry. He was already penniless at this time. What should he do in the next few days? Will he still go hunting in the forest?
Chu Feiyun was very busy that night. Bai Ruolin kept asking for water and even vomited twice. The vomiting was all over their bodies and the whole room smelled of wine.
Helplessly, Chu Feiyun helped him up, pinched his nose with one hand and stretched out two fingers of his other hand to pull off the white brocade robe he was wearing, and then filled a basin of water to wipe his face.
He also changed his dirty clothes and put a wet towel on Bai Ruolin's forehead.
Then he remembered that he had no replacement clothes, and it seemed that Bai Ruolin didn't even bring any luggage, so he had no choice but to wash both of their clothes.
When he came back, he found that Bai Ruolin's fever hadn't subsided yet, so he put another wet towel on him. Originally, Chu Feiyun hadn't had much rest in the past few days, and he had been busy for such a long time, so he ended up lying unconsciously.
He fell asleep next to Bai Ruolin.
The next day...
"ah……!"
A scream that could pierce the clouds and split the night pierced the tranquility of the early morning.