Chen Yingjie raised his hands and swore, "Really, Captain instructed that I can't smoke, I wouldn't dare to smoke even if you beat me to death."
Chen Huaying scrutinized him suspiciously, noticing he looked genuinely sincere with a hint of impatience, no different than usual. Plus, whatever Captain said, his brother always treated it like an imperial edict, so there was indeed some credibility.
"Hmph! I'll believe you for now, but if you dare to smoke, I'll go home and tell Grandpa."
"How could I! I'm already living on half a life, I wouldn't dare smoke even if you beat me to death." Chen Yingjie secretly breathed a sigh of relief, watched his sister leave, and sneakily stashed more cigarettes under his pillow.
Not only did he smoke, but he had even asked a friend for a pack to indulge when the nurses weren't around. Yingzi, this little girl, trying to play tricks on him, would need a few more decades to pull it off.
