Nightmare Assault

Chapter 341: Shame

“An Xuan?” Fatty gasped. Jiang Cheng was still drawing. An Xuan’s face consisted of lines so far. He needed to add more details, or else it would be inconvenient.

“Doctor,” Fatty said, “Isn’t he a Night Guardian? How could he be with Deep Red? Plus… he’s already dead.”

“Did you see him die?” Jiang Cheng asked. Fatty caught displeasure in his tone so he swallowed his reply. When the Doctor finished the drawing, Fatty whispered, “Didn’t You Qi trap him behind the door?” He licked his lips, “How… could he survive?”

“I didn’t say he was with Deep Red. I merely feel sad if someone as cunning as him is dead.” Jiang Cheng picked up the paper and placed it before his eyes.

Fatty nodded. “Doctor, you’re right. An Xuan is impressive. When I heard you described You Qi, I was…” Then, he remembered something, and he asked worriedly, “Doctor, you’re not trying to find An Xuan, are you?” Then, he added with concern, “Doctor, forgive me. Pi Wan might be able to locate someone like Chen Qiang, but An Xuan is a Night Guardian. Even though we don’t know how powerful the Night Guardians are, they appear stronger than Xia Meng’s group.” He swallowed nervously as he took in the office that was ransacked by Xia Meng’s people. “I don’t think we should play with fire.”

Jiang Cheng looked up. The serenity in his eyes unsettled Fatty. “Don’t worry.” Jiang Cheng shrugged, “I drew this out of sentimentality. Perhaps he’s already dead.”

Fatty sighed in relief. He poured himself a glass of water and gulped it down. He finally felt better.

“Go to bed.” Jiang Cheng stood up and stretched. Even though a day had passed in the real world, they had already been under a lot of tension for several days in the nightmare. Leaving the nightmare would only heal the traveller’s physical wounds. As for mental exhaustion, it would not be cured. Fatty could fall asleep when his head hit the pillow.

When he heard the Doctor, Fatty was assaulted by drowsiness. He rubbed his eyes and asked, “Doctor, nothing will happen tonight, right?”

Fatty thought about it and decided to move the couch before the Doctor’s bedroom door. He crawled onto the couch. From the Doctor’s angle, he could see a giant head at the door. Fatty hugged himself and slept peacefully.

The next morning, Fatty was woken up by the sunlight. He opened his eyes blurrily and noticed the mattress was empty. The Doctor was gone. He woke up instantly.

“Doctor!” Fatty couldn’t find him upstairs, so he rushed downstairs. He shouted as he ran down the stairs. “Doctor, where are you?”

As he landed, he saw the Doctor standing up from the ground. Jiang Cheng just finished a set of push-ups. He had seen the Doctor perform single-handed push-ups before. He admired the Doctor’s muscles.

“Doctor, you haven’t had breakfast, right?” Fatty asked.

“Yes.”

Fatty rolled his sleeves as he walked towards the kitchen. “Doctor, I’ll need to trouble you to wait a while. I’ll hit the toilet and then start cooking.”

Jiang Cheng washed his face and wiped his hands. He walked to the office table and switched on his computer. His fingers tapped the keyboard, creating a lot of noise.

“Hello.” Jiang Cheng answered a call.

“Doctor Jiang, it’s me!” Pi Wan’s passionate voice came from the phone. He was as energetic as ever. “Are you busy?”

“I’m at the office.”

“Great. I’ll be there soon,” Pi Wan said.

Jiang Cheng stared at the computer and added with emphasis, “I… just woke up.”

Then…

“This is such a coincidence!” Pi Wan chirped, “I also just woke up. I haven’t had my breakfast. Doctor Jiang, if it’s not too much trouble, I can prepare simple breakfasts for us…” He smiled. If Fatty were there, he could imagine what Pi Wan looked like.

“Some simple breakfast is fine.” Jiang Cheng continued typing and said off-handedly, “Just the usual.”

“Of course, Doctor Jiang,” Pi Wan answered swiftly.

“Wait!”

Just as Pi Wan wanted to end the call and get the hotel to prepare the food, he stopped and enquired respectfully, “Doctor Jiang, is there anything else?”

“Two sets,” Jiang Cheng ordered.

“Understood.” His aloofness was a stark contrast to Pi Wan’s zeal and enthusiasm.

Fatty had once given the Doctor advice to be kinder to his customers. After all, he was doing business. We had to make sure that the customers felt more at home…

Fatty stopped talking then. Because the Doctor lifted his head to stare at him. After sharing a look, Fatty went back to cleaning. Then, he went to the kitchen. He brushed the coffee cup the Doctor used the most until it glowed under the sun.

“Fatty,” Jiang Cheng shouted without raising his head.

Fatty poked his head out of the kitchen and blinked. “Doctor, did you call me?” Then, he wiped his hands on his old clothes.

“Don’t need to make breakfast. Pi Wan is coming over.” Jiang Cheng explained, “He bought too much breakfast. He wanted us to help him share the food.”

“Okay, Doctor.”

…

Fatty stared at the table of food. He was in a state of ‘where am I’? This was his first time… seeing someone have cheese lobster and steak for breakfast. Wasn’t that too heavy?

Pi Wan didn’t even take a bite. He smiled as he wore the one-time use gloves to deshell the seafood for the Doctor.

While Pi Wan went to answer a call, Fatty swallowed the lobster and asked, “Doctor, are you sure Brother Pi Wan got this breakfast for himself?”

“Yes.” Jiang Cheng swallowed the little lobster and took a bite out of a steamed bun. The butter filling leaked out.

“Can he alone finish two steaks, twelve buns, two fish noodle soups, a set of little lobsters, a plate of crab and three large lobsters?” He raised the lobster pincher that was larger than his hand.

Jiang Cheng took a sip of the tea and uttered, “That’s why I said he bought too much breakfast.”