Drunken Mistake

DM 08

"I've called Qing Jie. She suggested that you take your hu...hus band to the emergency room. She will try to attend to him personally," Wen Ning informed. 

Wei Wuxian rolled his eyes. "Why are you giving so much emphasis to a drunkards word? He was just teasing me. I am his housekeeper, not a housewife," Wei Wuxian explained and looked to Xue Yang with a meaningful nod. "Did you come in a car?" he asked. 

"Yes of course. I'll drive you. Meet me at the door," he said. 

"Let me help you carry him," Wen Ning suggested. 

"No need. I can manage. We're the same size," Wei Wuxian assured. When he lifted Lan Wangji he realized that he had ran his mouth. Lan Wangji was heavy and well built. However, he wasn't completely unconscious but running a high fever. As Wei Wuxian made his way to the door however, his path was cut of by someone. 

"Where do you think you are taking him?" The young man with the spiked and dyed hair and eyebrow piercing asked. Wei Wuxian took a second look and was startled. It was as if he was looking at a younger version of himself. 

"Who are you?" Wei Wuxian asked, half knowing the answer. This must be Lan Wangji's bunny. 

"My name is Mo Xuanyu. Where are you taking President Lan?" he asked. 

"President Lan? What is he the president of?" Wei Wuxian asked in confusion. 

"You don't know who you are carrying?" Mo Xuanyu exclaimed in surprise. 

"He is Lan Wangji and he is my husband. That is all I need to know," he stated. 

"Your hu...hu....ha ha ha. Are you sure?" Mo Xuanyu laughed. 

"Why are you laughing?" Wei Wuxian asked, feeling offended. But suddenly Mo Xuanyu's expression changed and he turned on his tail and left. A few moments later Xue Yang parked his car in front of them. 

"Was that Mo Xuanyu?" he asked. 

Wei Wuxian nodded. 

"What did he say?" Xue Yang asked. 

"He isn't as simple as Wangji thinks. You need to watch out for him," Wei Wuxian warned. 

"Well, he has you for that. Let's get him to the doctor first," Xue Yang insisted. 

***

"It's not an allergic reaction. However, your friend was drugged," Wen Qing informed those in the room. "I can keep him on a drip and try to control his temperature but you may as well have a better luck at home and by giving him an ice bath," she suggested. Lan Wangji lay on his bed, an icepack on his head. Several pieces of wash cloth, soaked in lukewarm water piled on a bowl beside him. Dr. Wen Qing sat in a chair beside the bed and frowned. 

"We were at the Dafan Bar. You think someone would dare to roofie the Hanguangjun in Wen Ning's bar?" Wei Wuxian asked.

"Wait, Hanguangjun, the corporate hotshot lawyer?" Wen Qing exclaimed.

"That's one of his identities," Xue Yang replied.

Wen Qing turned to look at the other handsome guy in the room. "You were drinking with him, right?" She pointed out.

"I work for him and I'm also his best friend. I was drinking with him. We ordered two drinks. He downed both. So, I could be the victim as well," Xue Yang pointed out.

"And you are?" Wen Qing asked.

"I am the CEO of Y-Tech," Xue Yang said with pride.

"What?" Wei Wuxian exclaimed. "Then why do you work as Lan Wangji's assistant?"