Chapter 830: Chapter 832 Drunkenness
Xiao Yifei said, “It’s okay, you don’t have to worry about . I don’t really care what others think of . I’ve never intended to offend them or anything. Things just happened this way, and I’m powerless, so I can only choose not to deal with it.”
Wang Ying saw that Xiao Yifei was so open-minded, so she had nothing to worry about anymore.
Xiao Yifei’s situation in the hospital is very passive right now. He just can’t understand why he, clearly relying on his skills to obtain what he has, attracts so much jealousy. But why doesn’t anyone seem to dislike Sun Xingyao? For this aspect of human nature, he feels really powerless. Human nature is always the most frightening.
Currently, in the hospital, those who have a relatively good relationship with Xiao Yifei are only the dean, Zheng Qiang, and Wang Ying. However, the relationships in the hospital are too complex, and there are many things he can’t tell them. Although he can talk to Tang Rong and Shi Miaomiao about these things, as a man, he feels embarrassed to discuss them with two young won. He feels it would be a loss of face.
He can say he doesn’t care, but Xiao Yifei is just an ordinary person with the Seven Emotions and Six Desires. He can pretend not to care about others’ jealousy and malicious slander, but he can’t truly be indifferent.
That evening, he finished up his work at the hospital early and arranged to have a drink with Zheng Qiang. Before drinking, the two of them engaged in a fake cheerful conversation about happy topics. After a couple of drinks, Zheng Qiang said, “Brother Xiao, you invited for a drink not just for the sake of drinking, right? I see you’ve been unhappy recently.”
“It’s nothing major, just the usual hospital stuff. You pretty much know what’s happened. I just don’t understand. I haven’t done anything bad, so why do people in the hospital dislike ? I’ve always thought of myself as a kind person,” Xiao Yifei said with grievance.
This was also the first ti he spoke of these matters in front of soone he considered a friend.
“Brother Xiao, from the first ti I saw you, I knew you’re a good person. I don’t have many virtues, but I’m good at judging people. So, don’t bla yourself. As an outsider speaking impartially, since you ca to this hospital, you haven’t offended anyone, not even done anything out of line.”
“Their repeated attempts to fra you and badmouthing you behind your back are purely out of jealousy. You know, most of the dical skills of everyone in this hospital are about the sa, and Sun Xingyao is only slightly better than the rest. In such a setting, everyone feels they are quite competent.”
“Without comparison, there’s no harm. Everyone in the hospital got along peacefully for several years. But suddenly, soone incredibly talented like you ca along, and your brilliance alone overshadows everyone else.”
“If such a person were far from them, they’d only admire because, subconsciously, they’d think such a person must be extraordinary. But since you’re so close to them and they’ve realized over ti you’re not much different, naturally, they feel jealous.”
“Brother Xiao, you should look on the bright side. Think about those great ancient figures, like Qu Yuan, Yue Fei, and others. They also faced jealousy because they were too excellent. Doesn’t this just prove from another perspective that you’re an impressive person?” Zheng Qiang, in his attempt to comfort Xiao Yifei, felt like he’d said everything he usually says in a week in just these ten minutes.
After he finished speaking, he realized that using Qu Yuan and Yue Fei as examples might not have been appropriate. But despite all he said, it seed like Xiao Yifei hadn’t absorbed much of it.
He realized that Xiao Yifei didn’t need others’ consolation; he just needed soone who could listen to him talk.
Xiao Yifei always gave him the impression of a gentleman, courteous and approachable. He had that kind of easy-going appearance that made people comfortable. Such a Xiao Yifei possibly always played the role of a listener in life, and moreover, he didn’t seem like soone with a strong desire to express himself.
In other words, he was well-shielded. Such people usually have gone through so unhappy experiences and thus lack a sense of security.
So how lonely must such a Xiao Yifei be? It’s not the kind of loneliness from having no friends or family; it’s the kind that can’t be spoken. Like that whale with a frequency of fifty-two hertz, its song so unique that it swims in loneliness, singing day and night, yet unable to find soone who understands it.
Xiao Yifei barely spoke, just silently drank, taking sip after sip. At first, he earnestly listened to Zheng Qiang’s comforting words, but then his mind went blank, and he thought of nothing, chanically repeating the act of drinking.
Zheng Qiang stopped talking too. He knew that words weren’t needed at this ti—companionship was what mattered. He needed to let Xiao Yifei know that he understood him.
Xiao Yifei’s alcohol tolerance wasn’t great, and before long, he got drunk, slumping over the table and mumbling sothing. Zheng Qiang leaned in to listen for a long ti, gathering that he was saying, “Grandpa, I won’t let you down. I will find the Biwei Silver Needle or sothing like that.”
Zheng Qiang thought that Xiao Yifei was probably dreaming. Biwei Silver Needle? I might as well be the Sea-Calming Needle! Zheng Qiang found it amusing, but he never imagined that in this world, the Biwei Divine Needle really did exist. Anyone who possessed it would truly beco the next Hua Tuo.
Xiao Yifei was too drunk to wake up, and since Zheng Qiang didn’t know where Xiao Yifei lived, he decided after so hesitation to take Xiao Yifei back to his place. He lived alone, and fortunately, there was an empty bed available. He hailed a taxi and took Xiao Yifei to his ho.
He laid Xiao Yifei on the bed, took off his shoes and outer clothes, wiped his face, covered him with a quilt, and then went back to his room to sleep.
The next morning, Xiao Yifei woke up early, suffering from a terrible headache that felt like an explosion. When he opened his eyes, he realized he wasn’t in his own room. Once he cleared his thoughts, he rembered that he had drunk with Zheng Qiang last night and then seed to have a long dream, one that included his grandfather, grandmother, and even his parents.
After lying there a little longer, he heard noises from outside, indicating Zheng Qiang was up. He got up, tidied up the bed ticulously, and then went out.
Seeing him co out, Zheng Qiang naturally said, “It’s still early, why don’t you sleep a bit more? I’ll call you when breakfast is ready. You must have a headache now; I’ll make so hangover soup for you.”
Xiao Yifei felt embarrassed. He had gotten drunk so defenselessly last night and hadn’t expected Zheng Qiang to take such good care of him. He was like a big brother, which made Xiao Yifei, who was usually the one taking care of others, feel quite unaccustod.
Zheng Peng and Zheng Qiang surely ca from the sa womb, no doubt about that. But if you had the chance to get to know them deeply, you wouldn’t believe they grew up as brothers. They are as different as night and day.
Zheng Qiang didn’t say much, but he was absolutely reliable. In anyone’s eyes, he was soone worth trusting. On the other hand, Zheng Peng was the opposite, full of talk but never putting his mind to anything right. They were two extres; one was so good, while the other, though not a criminally bad person, was a master of bullying others.
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