Chapter Six: Fighting

  After a temporary hold on the Buddha's foot in the afternoon, Cong Ye became more and more skilled at controlling the hot flow in the meridians. Although he still couldn't do it with ease, as long as his attention was focused on the meridians, he could quickly guide the hot flow to where he needed it.

  "If those bastards come again tonight, let's use them as test subjects."

  Although he was muttering to himself, Cong Ye knew deep down that if they really clashed again at night, he would probably end up getting beaten up by the other person. Having learned a lesson from last time, Cong Ye had already made plans for next time - whenever he fought with someone again, he must protect his vital organs and absolutely not let them hit him in the brainstem, losing control over his body like what happened before.

  As the sun sets slowly, both of their hearts are a little nervous. Cong Ye didn't sit in the chair opposite Yan Qing Cheng, but instead chose to sit on the edge of the bed.

  "Sister-in-law, let's go out for dinner tonight, I'll treat."

  "You're the guest here, how can I let you pay?"

  "Then let's just eat at home."

  Yan Qingcheng raised her eyes and looked at Cong Ye after hearing his somewhat childish words.

  "Alright, you invited me so it's on you, let's go."

  Cong Ye stood up excitedly and looked at Yan Qingcheng, asking:

  "What does sister-in-law want to eat?"

  "Let's go out from the alley and turn right, there is a fast food restaurant nearby, let's eat there."

  Knowing it was to save money for herself, Cong Ye also knew that she couldn't waste the little money she had on her body, so she didn't refute and followed Yan Qingcheng out of the medical hall. As soon as Yan Qingcheng locked the door, the two walked side by side along the small alley. Just after turning around the corner, they suddenly ran into the five people who had been causing trouble at the medical hall for two consecutive days. It was still that elegant middle-aged man leading the group. Obviously, the other party had also seen Cong Ye and Yan Qingcheng.

  "Hey, going on a date? Hiding in a small house is more convenient?"

  A middle-aged man said in a strange tone, and one of the four people behind him spoke up:

  "Hey kid, you're recovering pretty well! Did that young widow give you a spiritual massage or something?"

  The more he spoke, the less it sounded like him. Cong Ye couldn't bear it anymore and had already forgotten what Yan Qingcheng had told him that morning. He took a step forward, blocking Yan Qingcheng behind him, and shouted loudly:

  "Shut your stinking mouth!"

  "Looks like your skin is itching again, brothers, scratch it for him."

  Feeling Yan Qingcheng was reaching out to pull herself, Cong Ye didn't turn back, but only used her arm to push Yan Qingcheng a little further away from her body, and then faced the four people who were rushing towards her. She secretly manipulated the hot flow in her meridians, concentrating it on her right fist, regardless of the fists and feet that the four people were directing at her, she suddenly punched out with all her might at one person in front of her. The crowd only heard two consecutive sounds:

  "Hmm."

  "Boom."

  The person in front of Cong Ye was actually punched by Cong Ye and flew out more than three meters, instantly lying on the ground and crying out in pain. Not only did the other three people who were surrounding Cong Ye stop in surprise, but even Yan Qingcheng behind him had his eyes wide open and his mouth agape in an "O" shape.

  Congye didn't care about the three people who were stunned, and once again punched another person with his fist. At the same time, he used his left foot as an axis and kicked the third person's shinbone with his right foot. These two moves were both Congye mobilizing the hot flow in his meridians to attack. The one who was hit by the punch flew out, but didn't suffer too much injury. On the other hand, the one who was kicked on the shinbone by Congye was standing on one leg, squatting there, and the sound coming from his mouth was no longer human.

  Congye just kicked the opponent, and vaguely seemed to hear a sound of bone fracture. Congye also knew the power of his own kick, and the sandy ground could kick out a footprint, let alone the delicate frontal bone.

  "You, you, ……"

  At this time, the middle-aged man who had been in a state of leisure all along, also known as Sun Mou, could no longer remain calm. Seeing Cong Ye's gaze, he immediately turned around and ran away. The only one among the four who was still standing on the ground also followed suit and ran off.

  Congye arrived in front of the person who was hugging his leg and screaming, and kicked again. Because Congye vaguely remembered that it was he who hit himself on the back of his head with a chair, almost making himself a useless person. This kick, however, Congye kicked him on the outside of his thigh, and instantly slid out more than a meter along the road surface. He was so scared by Congye that he didn't even dare to shout in pain.

  Just then, the two men who were knocked down by Congye's fist took advantage of the opportunity to get up, ignoring the pain in their bodies, and after a few steps, they turned into a small alley and disappeared into the night.

  "Congye, are you okay?"

  "Haha, sister-in-law, do I look like I'm in trouble? It's really refreshing."

  "What on earth happened? How did you suddenly become so skilled?"

  "I don't know either, it seems like after the brain stem injury healed, my body actually became more energetic."

  "Is it because of good fortune from misfortune? But what is the reason for this?"

  Cong Ye looked at Yan Qingcheng's serious thinking face and shook his head slightly, saying:

  "Sister-in-law, I'm hungry."

  "Ah, okay, let's go eat."

  As Yan Qingcheng walked in, Cong Ye discovered that it wasn't the fast food restaurant they had initially mentioned, but rather a medium-sized wine house. Turning around to look at Cong Ye, who was somewhat perplexed, Yan Qingcheng smiled and said:

  "Sister-in-law decided to reward our great hero."

  Under the hotel lights, Yan Qingcheng smiled slightly, and Cong Ye actually had a moment of daze, as if his heartbeat skipped a beat.

  "Alright, I'll treat you."

  "Alright, the hero will pay."

  The two of them chatted and laughed as they were led by the waiter to a seat in a corner.

  "Sir, madam, what would you like to eat?"

  Yan Qingcheng's hand, which had been reaching out to take the menu from the waiter, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a blush rose involuntarily to her cheeks.

  "You're wrong, it's my sister-in-law."

  "Sorry, sorry."

  "It's okay, you can go, we've ordered, and we'll call you again."

  Although Cong Ye explained in time, the blush on Yan Qingcheng's face couldn't be immediately erased, and she lowered her head to look at the menu to cover up her embarrassment.

  Next, on Yan Qingcheng's suggestion, each of them ordered two dishes they liked to eat and also asked for four bottles of beer. After pouring a cup for Cong Ye, Yan Qingcheng also poured one for herself.

  "Sister-in-law, do you drink too?"

  "Occasionally have a drink, today is happy, accompany Comrade Xiaoye to have a cup."

  Cong Ye was slightly startled, but he picked up his cup and downed it in one gulp. Yan Qingcheng only picked hers up and took a light sip before putting it back down, then refilled Cong Ye's cup again.

  "Sister-in-law, I'll do it myself."

  "You are the hero today. No matter what happens in the future, tonight you have finally released the pent-up anger that has been stuck in my heart for a long time. So, tonight I will serve you."

  After finishing speaking, Yan Qingcheng seemed to realize that there was something wrong with what she had just said, nodded and took a sip of beer, saying to Cong Ye:

  "Aren't you hungry? Eat quickly."

  The dinner was very enjoyable, especially for Yan Qingcheng. Cong Ye had already known Yan Qingcheng's real age, which was one year younger than Bi Zhi and eight years older than himself. This year, he was 21 years old, so Yan Qingcheng was already 29 years old. However, it seemed that time had left no mark on Yan Qingcheng's body. No matter how you looked at her, she seemed like a girl in her early twenties, especially tonight when she was lively and youthful. If someone said she was a 17 or 18-year-old girl, nobody would have doubted it.

  Congye had never had such an experience before, and after drinking a few bottles of beer, he already felt the effects of the alcohol. As the old saying goes: "Wine does not get drunk, people get drunk by themselves." In his daze, Congye even forgot that Yan Qingcheng was the late commander's lover, and the fact that she was his sister-in-law.

  "Cong Ye, is there something dirty on my face?"

  Yan Qingcheng wiped her face with a tissue while asking:

  "No, no."

  "Why do you always stare at me?"

  "Sister-in-law is too beautiful."

  Cong Ye spoke out in a sentence, and suddenly knew that he had said the wrong thing. He hastily picked up his wine glass and took a big mouthful. Perhaps it was because he drank too quickly, but unexpectedly he choked on it and immediately started coughing.

  "What's the hurry in drinking? No one is fighting with you for the wine."

  "I, I, ……"

  Yan Qingcheng didn't seem to have any abnormal reaction, and Cong Ye's heart finally relaxed. It wasn't that Yan Qingcheng hadn't reacted to Cong Ye's words, but rather she hadn't shown it. What woman doesn't like being praised for her beauty? However, just now, Cong Ye's words had a somewhat unusual tone, which exceeded the normal tone one should use when speaking to an older female relative. Yan Qingcheng's heart, which had been calm for nearly two years, couldn't help but flutter slightly.

  The atmosphere of dinner was always pleasant. After the two finished eating, it was already after 9 pm. On the way back, Cong Ye said to Yan Qingcheng:

  "Sister-in-law, I've already recovered physically and will no longer be staying at your place starting tomorrow."

  "How come you're so rich?"

  "I, I..."

  Every time Cong Ye met Yan Qingcheng's gaze, he would stutter and stumble over his words.

  From then on, neither of the two mentioned this matter again. However, Yan Qingcheng's words just now reminded Cong Ye that he wondered when Liu Bin would arrive home and hoped he could help him borrow some money. Once he got the money, he would immediately rent a storefront for his sister-in-law and reopen the medical clinic.

  "What's on your mind, Cong Ye?"

  "I think that tomorrow it would be better to go out onto the streets and take a look, see if we can find a suitable location to move the clinic to, so as to avoid being bothered by those people."

  "There are definitely places available, but all the houses along the street are very expensive and we can't afford to rent them."

  "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll take care of the money matters."

  Yan Qingcheng looked at Cong Ye and saw that Cong Ye's eyes were dodging back and forth, so she couldn't help but ask:

  "That day you asked for your phone book, was it because you wanted to borrow money from a fellow soldier?"

  "I, I, ……"

  Looking at the tangled leaves, Yan Qingcheng obviously already knew the answer.

  "Cong Ye, first, don't borrow money for me from comrades or others, second, don't tell other comrades of Xiao Zhi about my affairs. Can you do that?"

  Cong Ye was startled by Yan Qingcheng's suddenly stern tone and immediately said:

  "Sister-in-law, I won't tell anyone."

  "That's good. However, you haven't agreed to my first condition yet."

  "Sister-in-law, I want to reopen the clinic as soon as possible. Isn't Xiao Hui still waiting for living expenses?"

  "Cong Ye, listen to your sister's words, don't borrow money from others, even if it's borrowed for your sister, she won't use it. As for Xiao Hui's place, I'll think of a way."