Chatper 209 (1/2)

Only two days after returning to China, Pei Chenyang, who took the opportunity to spend time outside, was gathering with his friends before receiving the call, surrounded by good wine and beautiful women, so very comfortable.

However, a phone call disrupted Pei Chenyang's comfort.

"Nephew, what brought you here, and you even took the initiative to call me?" After finding a reason to go out, Pei Chenyang squeezed his phone, amazed.

"Uncle, I'm Song Weiyi, something happened to Pei Yibai, can you come over?"

With a pleading voice in anxiety, Pei Chenyang was stunned for three seconds.

After a while, he remembered this seemingly familiar voice, which seemed to come from his little niece.

After matching the voice with Song Weiyi, Pei Chenyang laughed even more. "So it's my nephew, what's the matter with calling my uncle at this time?"

"Could you please come over to Pei Yibai's apartment? There is really an urgent matter related to Pei Yibai."

What kind of medicine is sold in this gourd?

Although Pei Chenyang was very suspicious, he didn't delay, went back to the box and found a reason, then left.

When he was leaving, he was told fiercely by a group of friends that he was not loyal enough, and he hadn't finished the wine yet.

"It's really something. Today's account is on my head. You guys have fun. Come back another day, and I won't come back with you. That's it, let's go first."

On the way there, Pei Chenyang was still thinking about what Song Weiyi's so-called urgent matter was.

Could it be that the two of them, the young husband and wife, started fighting and asked me to try to break it up?

When he really arrived at Pei Yibai's apartment, Song Weiwei invited him into the bedroom aggressively, pointed at Pei Yibai and said, "He has a fever and is sick, and he doesn't want to go to the hospital."

Pei Chenyang, who hadn't had time to put away his footsteps, stopped in place immediately, his smile froze stiffly at the corner of his mouth.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and turned to Song Weiyi, "Is this the shitty thing you're talking about?"

"Uncle, Pei Yibai has had a fever for half a day, and taking antipyretics doesn't help. No matter how much I try to persuade him, I can't persuade him."

"So, you asked me to come over to persuade him?" Pei Chenyang had a dark face, why did he call him over for such a trivial matter?

There were no quarrels, fights, crying, quarrels, or hangings as imagined, but it turned out to be because of Pei Yibai, a little guy who didn't live up to expectations.

"You can't even persuade him, do you think he can listen to what I say?" Pei Chenyang asked back speechlessly.

Others may be fine, but go to the hospital...

Speaking of which, he had a particularly profound influence on this matter.

Because the two are similar in age, they naturally grew up together.

It's just that when Pei Yibai was eight years old, he was also hospitalized due to illness. It was the first time that he, the uncle, knew that his eldest nephew was afraid of injections.

That time, because of the injection, the whole hospital was in a commotion, and his eldest brother and sister-in-law were almost fainted.

Since then, Pei Chenyang has never seen his eldest nephew sick and hospitalized.

But I am still very sure in my heart, it must have a great relationship with the injection.

"No, uncle, you made a mistake. I didn't want you to come over to persuade him, but I need your help to carry him alone."

Pei Chenyang's smile froze again, "Carry him to the hospital? Little niece, do you think this is the right way?"

"There are priorities, what's wrong? Could it be that Pei Yibai is really going to be burned into a fool?" Song Weiwei gave him a blank look.