Jiang Shang and Ye Xingchen (2)

"Eh-hem…"

"Senior, senior…"

The sick man kept coughing, and the other one, obviously ineloquent, just kept calling him. His eyes were bloodshot like that of a rabbit, which easily showed that the man coughing in his arms was really important to him.

"What's wrong with him? What's his disease?" Yun Che squatted down and reached his hand out.

"Don't touch him." Before Yun Che's fingers could reach the forehead of the diseased man, the other man roared in a low voice, unconsciously tightening his arms holding him.

"Well, fine. You don't need to be angry."

Withdrawing his hand stiffly, Yun Che curled his lips and said: "I just want to say that I have a younger sister, a medical student before the doomsday. Maybe she can treat his disease." If it were not for their second-level crystal nucleus, Yun Che was disinclined to find so much trouble for himself. Yet currently, a no-attribute second-level crystal nucleus was precious enough for all the troubles.

"What do you want?"

Staring at Yun Che with his red eyes for a long time, the man said in a low and hoarse voice.

"Your crystal nucleus." Yun Che said, without beating around the bush. The man nodded calmly, as if having thought as far as that. His insistence on 10 kilograms of rice was actually driven by his desire to seek treatment for his senior. Now that they had offered to treat his senior, it was meaningless for him to keep the crystal nucleus.

"Let's go. Our car is parked outside the Superfunction Association. We have to walk there." Yun Che said and turned around.

"My senior, Ye Xingchen. Me, Jiang Shang." The man spoke in the most concise way, which posed quite a comprehension challenge to those not intelligent enough. With his back to them, Yun Che waved his hand as an answer. He bent down and picked Chenchen up, saying: "Let's call it a day now. Next time I will take you somewhere else for fun."

"Sure." Chenchen answered sensibly. He knew his uncle had something to deal with, so that he contained his reluctance to leave the barter bazaar, only with two bright eyes showing his yearn for the lively and busy crowds.

"Hoho… you argute munchkin." Rubbing his hair, Yun Che shook his head helplessly. Noticing no motions behind him, Yun Che couldn't help turning around in curiosity: "You two have developed feelings with this place and are reluctant to leave?"

"What?" Jiang Shang seemed perplexed, as if just withdrawing himself from deep thoughts. He looked at them doubtfully for a while and stammered: "Haven't you…heard about our names?" Yun Che's ignorance of their names was really beyond his expectation. He himself could be obscure, but his senior was once a nationally prominent superstar in this Country, with his name known to everyone including very young children. How could this man keep a poker face to their names?

"So I am supposed to know your names?" Yun Che blinked his eyes, also perplexed. He shouldn't be blamed for this. On one hand, he was originally indifferent to this kind of news. On the other hand, he had lived in the doomsday for four years before he was reincarnated back to this life, so that it was highly likely that he had forgotten their names even though he had once heard about them.

"Eh-hem…my bro Che, you really need to watch more TV if you don't have enough common sense. They are public figures just like Xiu Jie, the one reduced to tears by you. By the way, compared with them, Xiu Jie is only a rising start just starting to attract more public attention. You must have lived in the mountains before, otherwise how come that you don't know the name of Ye Xingchen?"

Zhou Zeyu leaned over and whispered to Yun Che, unable to hide despise in his words. He realized their identities the moment Jiang Shang spoke out their names. Yun Che raised his eyebrows and said: "So what? How is this relevant to me?"

What was special with stars? In the doomsday, everyone must put up a desperate fight to live on. No, they might be different from others. Gorgeous bodies without power and strengths would reduce them to sex slaves of others, which was definitely worse than the destiny of ordinary people. No one else all over the country could be luckier than Xiu Jie. The current situation of Ye Xingchen and Jiang Shang had proved this statement.

"Er…You are the most awesome one!" Zhou Zeyu thumbed up to Yun Che and surrendered to him in his heart. With Yun Che speaking so frankly, what else could he say?

"Eh-hem…" The cough continued. Unwilling to waste time to respond to Zhou Zeyu's criticism-attracting way of speaking, Yun Che turned back and handed Jiang Shang the bottle of spring water from his pocket: "Feed him some water. It might help."

Yun Che didn't need an accompaniment of coughing on the way back. Besides, most diseases could spread to others through droplets, which was no big deal to them strong men, but posed high risks to Chenchen, although this little boy's superfunction had strengthened.

Taking over the bottle in silence, Jiang Shang didn't directly pour water into the sick man's mouth. He unscrewed the lid, took a sip without swallowing, and fed water to this man directly from his mouth. After several sips, Ye Xingchen, who kept coughing before, calmed down in quietness, though still in a coma with hard breaths.

"Thank you!" Jiang Shang said, revealing a shy and reserved smile. Yet his face was covered with so much filth, which rendered his smile indiscernible to others.

"Don't thank me. I just don't want him to infect Chenchen." Yun Che said, turning away. Jiang Shang, again reduced speechless by his stunning reply, came back to earth in a short moment. He easily carried up Ye Xingchen horizontally and caught up with them with his dashing long legs. Soon they left the barter bazaar together. What they didn't know was that the moment they stepped out of the barter bazaar the two soldiers guarding the entrance and exit of the bazaar let out a long sigh of relief exaggeratedly. They secretly rejoiced that these potential trouble-makers finally left. They were now free from bitter worries that they might stir up trouble and make them reproached by their superiors.