Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse was still filled with different people singing and dancing every night. Since that night, Liu Cheng would visit Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse every day to see An Xiaoyan.
He did nothing, just ordered a glass of wine and watched from afar how An Xiaoyan would accompany the guests to drink. He knew that what he had done was in vain. When he was in the university, An Xiaoyan looked gentle. In fact, he was more stubborn than anyone else. Anything that he had fixed his mind on was hard to change.
An Xiaoyan was still drinking wine on the stage. Many people flocked to the clubhouse because of him. Everyone knew that Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse had someone in particular who was especially willing to drink. He never refused to drink as long as someone was willing to spend money.
It was the seventh time that Liu Cheng spent his evenings at the clubhouse. He rushed over after work for seven days consecutively. He saw everything from An Xiaoyan's first drink to the point of him getting drunk.
This evening was especially crowded. It was said that an influential man was present. When Liu Cheng heard the news, he was worried.
An Xiaoyan, you can't drink any more. How long can your body withstand this kind of sacrifice?
"Make way, make way." Several bodyguards separated the crowd, and a bald man of about forty years old emerged from behind the bodyguards.
Liu Cheng did not know who that person was, thus he was probably not from the medical industry. Looking at the dressing of the person, he should be a business tycoon. His flamboyant entrance in Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse meant that he was not someone to be provoked.
Zheng San went up to the stage and his bodyguard cleared the crowd within one meter. He then raised his head and chest with his hands behind his back.
"I heard you can drink a lot?"
At the first sight of Zheng San, An Xiaoyan recognized that he was present on the night when Gu Jun told him to strip.
Is he here under Gu Jun's order to humiliate me? Or did he come on his own accord?
"As long as your order is expensive enough, I can drink it."
For the first time, someone dared to make such a wild remark. Zheng San reached out to touch his shiny bald head and hooked his finger with An Xiaoyan. A waiter stooped beside him and presented him with the wine menu.
Zheng San did not even look at the menu and said, "Bring me a carton of your most expensive wine."
When the waiter heard that, he jogged excitedly to place the order. With so many wines sold at a time, his bonus for this month would definitely be good. At the same time, he envied An Xiaoyan on the stage. If he could drink as much as An Xiaoyan, he would probably be rich by now.
A box of Louis XIII was lifted onto the stage, and everyone was shocked.
He is just a male hostess. He need not make such a big sacrifice. President Zheng is such a high spender.
Looking from afar, Liu Cheng saw the label on the box read "Louis XIII, 40% concentration". To down such high concentration wine was suicidal. Judging by An Xiaoyan's drunken appearance, he would not notice the high alcohol concentration of the wine. Liu Cheng was anxious. He had to find ways to stop An Xiaoyan as this would be life-threatening!
Liu Cheng wanted to make his way through the crowd, but there were too many people in the room waiting to watch a good show and nobody would give way. Liu Cheng just managed to squeeze in and was ousted out again. Standing on the periphery, he watched the bottles of wine opened and lined neatly on the table.
"As long as he finishes drinking these wines today, I, Zheng San, will give one million dollars, ok?" Zheng San shouted into the loudspeaker, and rousing cheers could be heard.
Liu Cheng desperately made his way in again. The crowd surged forward as if they were doped. Liu Cheng watched as An Xiaoyan picked up a bottle of wine and poured it directly into his mouth. Everything around him felt as if they have disappeared at this moment and he could not hear the screams. Liu Cheng placed all his attention on the bottle of wine.
One bottle after another, An Xiaoyan drank it without feeling as if the strong liquor had turned into plain water in his mouth.
"Come on, come on!" By the fourth bottle, An Xiaoyan could hardly stand still and his hands began to shake. Half of the bottle of wine slipped from his mouth. Zheng San obviously did not want to be on the losing end, so he told his bodyguard to hold the wine bottle and ensure that was no spillage.
Just after downing the fifth bottle, An Xiaoyan's body dropped to the ground like falling leaves during autumn. No one in the room had expected that.
Zheng San kicked An Xiaoyan with his feet and An Xiaoyan was unresponsive. With so many people watching him, Zheng San began to panic. No matter how much privilege he had, he was not allowed to create trouble in the Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse as it was backed up by the mafia. He was just a mere businessman!
Zheng San lowered his head and gestured hurriedly to his bodyguards. Several bodyguards responded and slipped away with Zheng San.
A bold man under the stage went up to check on An Xiaoyan's breathing. He stretched out his hand and retracted, then cried out with a trembling voice, "Dead!"
As soon as the crowd heard that someone was dead, the crowd dispersed in order to shirk any responsibility with regards to this, especially those who had been asking An Xiaoyan to drink.
A large crowd of people rushed out. Only Liu Cheng ran the opposite direction, into the room and onto the stage. In less than five minutes, the whole room was empty. Liu Cheng's legs trembled as he stepped onto the stage. He did not believe that Yan Zi would leave like this. His hand rested on An Xiaoyan's wrist and could not feel his pulse.
This is not true.
Liu Cheng forced himself to come down and pressed hard on An Xiaoyan's wrist to feel his pulse again. The thumping heart beat was especially prominent in the quiet room. Liu Cheng closed his eyes and felt his pulse. It seemed that An Xiaoyan had a weak pulse. There was hope!
Liu Cheng, with An Xiaoyan in his arms, ran out frantically. With his experience, he knew that An Xiaoyan would survive as long as he was treated in time.
His assistant waited in front of the Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse, every single day for a week.
Director Liu used to have an image of a good man and never spent his time outside drinking. Why is he coming here every day?
When he was deep in his thoughts, he saw his director running out of the clubhouse with a man in his arms. He quickly opened the car door for them.
"Drive back to the hospital quickly, and inform the emergency doctor to be ready!" Liu Cheng gasped and ordered. His hand was rested on An Xiaoyan, for fear that the weak pulse would disappear if he loosened his grip for a second.
His assistant did not know what had happened. The man in the director's arms was dressed in fancy clothes. He could not see the face of the man and could only concentrate on driving.
"Faster, drive faster!" Liu Cheng urged.
The assistant saw the car's dashboard displaying 120 yards, gritted his teeth and floored the accelerator pedal. He knew how important every second was in an emergency.
The emergency team of Hua Kang Hospital had been waiting at the entrance for them to arrive. The assistant stepped on the accelerator when he reached the entrance and the car jerked forward. Liu Cheng, paying no mind to this, grabbed An Xiaoyan and got out of the car.
"Perform gastric lavage on him quickly."
As soon as the emergency doctor approached, he could smell a strong scent of liquor.
How much wine did he drink? How could he drink himself to this state?
Nurses and doctors rushed An Xiaoyan into the intensive care unit's operation room and connected the medical equipment for examination. Liu Cheng was pacing up and down the corridor outside. He could even smell the alcohol from the corridor.
The nurses from the other departments greeted Liu Cheng politely but he did not hear them at all. He had been wondering whether An Xiaoyan would survive or not. Recalling what happened at the Night Charm Luxurious Clubhouse, he clenched his fist and hit the glass.
Gu Jun, you are so cruel. You will get your retribution one day.