Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

Jiang Bingtian paused when he hung up the phone, was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm not familiar enough with your boss Ji to help him handle the company's affairs without authorization."

"But this—"

The other end of the phone paused, and sighed: "That's how it is, since it's inconvenient for you, sir, I'm not good at forcing others to make things difficult for me."

Jiang Bingtian responded lightly, and after finishing the call, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

Not long after, a car parked steadily under Ji Yihao's apartment.

Ignoring the occasional inquiring gazes from the chattering crowd, the 25-year-old man picked up the medicine box and walked quickly towards the apartment.

"Hey? From the looks of it, could it be that the young man is a family doctor?"

"I can't tell, but that young man is quite handsome, and I don't know if he is married."

"I said old grandson, don't you want to introduce your girl to others?" Passer-by A looked at the same gray-haired old man in front of him with deep meaning, and teased.

Hearing the laughter from around, the old man called Old Sun Tou blushed abnormally on his cheeks, stared at everyone with his eyes wide open, turned and left angrily.

But the man who was discussed by everyone looked at Jiang Bingtian with a face of surprise, and pointed at Ji Yihao with trembling fingers: "You mean, let me wake this person up?"

Jiang Bingtian gave the other party a look of 'you are not stupid', and added: "By the way, it is best to help him sober up, this guy drank a lot of mixed wine tonight, if I hadn't He was knocked out and couldn't bring him back."

"you you you--"

The man took a deep breath, and said calmly, "I knew it would be no good if you called me over so late, so hold him down for me so that he won't move around when the needle is inserted."

"Please don't doubt my strength. If you don't come, this guy may not wake up until noon tomorrow."

Even though he said so, Jiang Bingtian still stepped forward to help hold Ji Yihao's arm.

The man rolled his eyes, and skillfully gave the other a shot, then took out a snuff bottle and shook it under his nose.

Seeing the other party's fingers moving, the man packed up the medicine box and said: "It seems that I'm about to wake up, I'll go back to catch up on sleep first, and call me if there is any problem, but I may not answer."

Jiang Bingtian: "..." Is there any difference between what you said and what you didn't say?

"Hmm—" Ji Yihao groaned and opened his closed eyes in a different position.

Rubbing his aching neck, doubts flashed in Ji Yihao's eyes: "Bingtian? Why are you here?"

"You dragged me to drink and got yourself drunk. What's the matter? Is there any discomfort?" Jiang Bingtian looked at Ji Yihao, and saw that his face was normal, and the villain in his heart kept thinking.

"I don't know if it's a stiff neck, and my neck hurts a little." Ji Yihao took the water glass handed over by Jiang Bingtian and took a sip: "It's getting late, why don't you stay in the guest room overnight and leave tomorrow morning?"

"Next time. Someone called you just now and said that something happened to your company. Judging from his tone, it should be quite serious."

Hearing this, Ji Yihao frowned, took the phone and looked through the call log, and then dialed a number.

After a while, seeing the call connected, Ji Yihao directly asked, "How is the company's affairs going?"