TL: Hua
“Who was the one who fired the gun?” Ye Rongxu didn’t sleep but hugged him and asked in a low voice.
Qin Chaoyan came back to his senses instantly and explained, “Anton’s adopted son, very loyal to Anton and Xie Yunming.”
Speaking of this, he frowned and then continued, “When Xie Yunming was arrested, he happened to be away from Country E and escaped. I guessed that he would come to me, and I was always on guard, but I didn’t expect…”
Ye Rongxu knew that Anton was Xie Yunming’s butler, that is, the person who had been following Qin Chaoyan before. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but feel guilty: “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have suggested visiting the grave.”
Qin Chaoyan shook his head, held his hand tightly, and comforted him: “You can’t say that. He has a gun and hides in the dark. Unless I don’t go out, he will always have a chance to attack.”
After saying that, he was afraid that Ye Rongxu would think too much and changed the topic, “You should rest quickly. Don’t get sick.”
Ye Rongxu yawned, nodded, and soon fell asleep in his arms after relaxing.
The person in his arms closed his eyes gently; his delicate features could not hide his tired look, his eyelashes like a small fan cast a small shadow, making the light blue circle under his eyes particularly obvious.
He was born with good looks, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and extremely white skin, so even if he looked a little haggard, it was obvious that he was not decadent but more fragile and pitiful.
Qin Chaoyan looked at his dark circles and then the slightly dry lips, with heartache flashing in his eyes.
He had just woken up after the operation and was a little hungry. He should have eaten first, but he didn’t say a word, just hugged Ye Rongxu tightly and closed his eyes.
During this period, Ji Qingyu came in to visit and wanted to take Ye Rongxu to the bed in the lounge next door while he was asleep. As a result, he couldn’t help but be stunned when he saw him nestling in Qin Chaoyan’s arms, sleeping peacefully.
Qin Chaoyan opened his eyes and made a silent gesture to him.
Ji Qingyu understood and came in quietly, lowering his voice and asking, “Do you want me to take Xuxu away and bring you some food?”
Qin Chaoyan shook his head: “No need.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of hungry stomachs rang out in the ward.
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
Ji Qingyu: “…”
Ye Rongxu raised his head from Qin Chaoyan’s arms at this time and asked in a daze, “What’s wrong?”
“It’s okay, you continue to sleep.” Qin Chaoyan said gently.
“Qin Chaoyan is hungry…” Ji Qingyu explained at the same time.
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
Ji Qingyu: “…”
Ye Rongxu rubbed his eyes and climbed up from Qin Chaoyan’s arms. The sleepiness on his fair face had not yet dissipated. He remained disoriented for a moment, then, as if finally awake, spoke slowly: “I’m hungry too.”
Qin Chaoyan immediately changed his words: “Brother Ji, please help me get some midnight snacks.”
Ji Qingyu: “…” No, I should call you big bro instead. Thank you.
He shook his head and walked out of the ward.
After the midnight snacks were brought in, the two people on the bed ate head-to-head; the atmosphere was quite intimate.
Ji Qingyu, who was fed with dog food, still wanted to persuade Ye Rongxu to sleep next door but failed, so he had to leave.
The next day, Qin Chaoyan’s face had recovered 70% to 80% of the color, but Ye Rongxu fell ill.
He was overly anxious and tense yesterday. He didn’t eat much when he first arrived at the hospital and stayed up late. In addition, his body was weaker than normal people, and his immunity was poor, so before morning arrived, he had a low fever.
Qin Chaoyan hurriedly called a doctor to give him an IV drip. When he learned that Ye Rongxu didn’t eat much yesterday because of worry, he couldn’t help but say, “Don’t do this in the future. No matter what, your health is the most important. Aren’t you working hard to preserve your health? You have to take good care of yourself. I still want to…”
He paused, suddenly hugged Ye Rongxu tightly, and then whispered, “I still want to grow old with you and be together forever.”
Ye Rongxu was feeling sick and uncomfortable. Hearing this, his heart skipped a beat, but he still retorted with his weakened voice, “I’m fine to begin with. I’ve recovered a lot in the past three years. The doctor said I can live to the age of normal people’s aging, unless…”
Unless, like in the dream, Qin Chaoyan caught him, tortured him, and then pissed him off to death.
But with their current relationship, if that really happened, it shouldn’t be considered torture, right? He shouldn’t be as… angry as in the dream. No, he shouldn’t be pissed off to death.
Ye Rongxu was erratic and annoyed at times, and the more he thought about it, the more his eyes wandered. Because of the low fever, his face was already red, and now it was even redder, like a blooming crabapple flower, beautiful and gorgeous.
Noticing that Qin Chaoyan’s eyes had deepened, he coughed and changed his words; his voice was small and low: “I mean, unless you scare me a few more times like yesterday, I will definitely not short-liv…”
Before he finished the word “lived,” his lips were suddenly covered.
“Don’t say that.” Qin Chaoyan stopped him, then sighed, rubbed his head, and said, “The fever must be uncomfortable. Rest first.”
Ye Rongxu blinked and lay down obediently.
Perhaps thanks to the medicine, he fell asleep again after a while, but the fever still made him uncomfortable. In his dream, he couldn’t help frowning and humming in discomfort.
Qin Chaoyan tucked him in, and after a while, he hugged him through the quilt, kissed his delicate eyebrows and eyes, and whispered in a hoarse voice, “Xuxu, you will be healthy and live a long life.”
He will take good care of him in the future, supervise him to keep healthy, and prevent him from getting sick again.
Qin Chaoyan thought silently in his heart.
When Ji Qingyu and Lin Jiaojiao came in, they saw Ye Rongxu lying in the middle of the bed, covered with a tight quilt, and an IV drip hanging on the back of his thin white hand. And Qin Chaoyan, with his long arms and legs bent on the edge of the bed, from time to time would use a cup of water to moisten Ye Rongxu’s lips and use a towel to wipe Ye Rongxu’s sweat…
The two of them fell into silence. Who is injured, and who is the caregiver?
Oh, yes, the caregiver has fallen ill, but it’s not necessary for the injured to take care of him, right?
“How about I carry him to the next room?” Ji Qingyu suggested it again and then received a faint look from Qin Chaoyan, and then… nothing happened.
Ji Qingyu: “…” Okay, sorry for being nosy.
Anyway, the injured are quite happy being put into labor.
Ye Rongxu’s recuperation in the past three years has been very effective. In the past, it took him half a month to recover from a fever, but this time it took less than a week.
However, taking care of him became Qin Chaoyan’s habit, so he still pulled him to the ward and refused to let him leave.
At noon that day, Ye Rongxu ate with Qin Chaoyan in the ward as usual.
Qin Chaoyan held the bowl in his left hand and picked up the dishes with his right hand, but rather than eating for himself, he served Ye Rongxu.
Ye Rongxu said while eating, “I won’t stay in the ward tonight. Brother Qingyu said that my father is finally coming back. I also received a call from him from the embassy this morning, saying…”
Qin Chaoyan froze for a while, then said in a low voice, “My injury is not healed yet.”
Ye Rongxu felt strange and asked, “Didn’t the doctor say that you didn’t hurt your bones and it’s not serious? Why hasn’t it improved for so long?”
Qin Chaoyan quietly put down the bowl in his left hand and said hesitantly, “Maybe my immunity is poor; that’s why the recovery is slow.”
Ye Rongxu couldn’t believe what he just heard: “Your immunity is poor?”
Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand, hesitated, pinched Qin Chaoyan’s right arm, and then he blushed—the muscle lines are smooth and powerful.
Qin Chaoyan pretended to lower his left arm, while his gaze subtly shifted: “Anyway, my left hand still can’t be used, and the wound hasn’t healed.”
Ye Rongxu was in a dilemma when he heard this: “How about letting the bodyguard take care of you?”
Besides the fact that his father is coming back, when he stayed in the ward, he didn’t seem to take care of Qin Chaoyan much, but it’s the other way around.
Thinking about it, he suddenly felt guilty.
Qin Chaoyan was downcast: “Can’t you continue taking care of me?”
Ye Rongxu: “I…”
Qin Chaoyan: “My wound hurts at night, and I suffer from insomnia.”
Ye Rongxu: “Then…”
Qin Chaoyan: “When I cuddle with you in bed, it seems to ease it a bit.”
Ye Rongxu frowned; he is not a painkiller.
“I promise to just hold you and not bother you with anything else.”
Ye Rongxu: If you ask me to do something else, at least it will still look like I’m of help here taking care of people, not to be taken care of.
However, seeing Qin Chaoyan so depressed, he really couldn’t bear to refuse again, and after a while he said, “Well… okay.”
Then he emphasized, “Only for one more night.”
His father shouldn’t be back so soon, and sleeping together for another night shouldn’t be a problem…right?
Despite what he said, when he was lying down with Qin Chaoyan at night, he actually dreamed that he and Qin Chaoyan were caught by Ye Boxuan…in bed, causing him to gasp several times when he woke up.
Qin Chaoyan was awakened by the sound and hurriedly comforted him, asking, “What’s wrong?”
How could Ye Rongxu say that he dreamed of kissing the other party on the hospital bed? To make it worse, they were caught by Ye Boxuan.
He felt like being caught by his parents for having premature love, but the problem was that this wasn’t a premature love.
He shyly covered half of his face with the quilt and said in a muffled voice, “I’m fine.”
Qin Chaoyan looked skeptical, and seeing that he was really okay, he gently coaxed him back to sleep.
After that, he slept soundly. In the morning, when he was half asleep, Ye Rongxu heard someone knocking on the door, and then someone seemed to say, “Uncle,” here.”
It seemed to be Ji Qingyu’s voice… Wait!
Uncle?
Here?
Ye Rongxu was startled and woke up instantly, almost rolling off the bed.
Ji Qingyu and Qin Chaoyan were so scared that they reached out to grab him, but Ji Qingyu was too far away. Instead, Qin Chaoyan stretched out his left and right hands at the same time and pulled him back.
Ji Qingyu was alarmed and then said unhappily, “What are you panicking about? I was saying that Uncle is almost at the airport and will come to the hospital right away, but he hasn’t arrived here yet.”
Then he consoled him: “Anyway, what happened between you two was a misunderstanding. The matter with Xie Yunming was also settled. Just talk to Uncle normally. What are you afraid of? In fact, Uncle has been…”
Ye Rongxu seemed not to hear anything, blinked, and kept staring at Qin Chaoyan.
Qin Chaoyan also froze the moment he pulled him back, as if petrified.
Ji Qingyu was halfway through his speech when he finally realized that the atmosphere was not right. He looked around and asked hesitantly, “What’s wrong?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Rongxu’s eyes fell on Qin Chaoyan’s left arm that had just pulled him, and he asked, “Does it hurt?”
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
Ye Rongxu: “Isn’t your wound not healed yet?”
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
Ye Rongxu: “Poor immunity?”
Ye Rongxu: “Don’t have any strength?”
Ye Rongxu: “Can’t sleep at night because of the pain?”
Qin Chaoyan coughed lightly. His handsome face was a little unnatural, but he remained calm: “Yes… It hurts a bit, and it hasn’t fully recovered, but it may have recovered a little last night…”
“Medical miracle! Recovered overnight?” Ye Rongxu’s face was wooden.
Qin Chaoyan: “…”
“You continue to feel the pain.” Ye Rongxu pushed him away unhappily and stood up angrily, but the next second, he was grabbed back by the waist.
Qin Chaoyan could use both hands to exert strength at this time, holding his slender waist and coaxing an apology.
Ye Rongxu was very sensitive, and when the other party pinched his waist, he softened and fell back.
Having exhausted himself attempting to escape, the sudden contact with his sensitive waist, coupled with Qin Chaoyan’s breath near his ear, created an intense, ticklish sensation in his eardrums. His breathing becomes a little disordered, and his eyes are covered with a layer of mist.
Ji Qingyu had already turned around and left, but as soon as he opened the door of the ward, he saw a travel-worn figure standing outside the door.
Ji Qingyu froze when Ye Rongxu’s unsteady voice came from behind him: “Aren’t you still injured?”
It sounded angry, but the tone was inexplicably delicate.
Ji Qingyu was embarrassed and wanted to remind him, but he didn’t dare to turn around. He could only raise his voice and shout, “Uncle, why are you here? Didn’t you say that you would arrive at the airport in half an hour? I was just about to pick you up with Xuxu.”
In the ward, Ye Rongxu, who was being held in Qin Chaoyan’s arms, froze for a moment. He looked up at the door with a guilty conscience and a head full of disheveled hair.
Qin Chaoyan also froze. He raised his hand to quietly press down the hair on Ye Rongxu’s head and also looked at the door.
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