Chapter 32: Monopolize
The three men who were originally sitting upright couldn’t sit still the moment they saw the two tugging and pulling like this. They stood up simultaneously and yanked Lin Shiyu off him.
Fu Xingjian pinched his arm with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Can’t walk anymore?”
Lin Shiyu hissed, his red eyes drooping listlessly. “Ah Yu, they pinched me.”
The smile at the corner of Fu Xingjian’s lips froze.
Wen Yuhuai looked at the group with a tired heart, never having been so speechless.
“Don’t bully the patient!”
After speaking, he turned back, picked up the thermal container from the entryway cabinet, and launched a tirade at the three: “You just watched him burn up into this state? Not a single person took care of him? What if he burns his brain out!”
Song Xingmian said somewhat aggrievedly, “We didn’t. We urged him several times just now to go to the hospital first. He refused to go; he insisted on waiting for you at home.”
After speaking, his gaze fell on the food container in Wen Yuhuai’s hand. “To keep him company while waiting for you, we haven’t eaten either.”
Wen Yuhuai: “…”
Fortunately, he had asked Auntie Chen to pack more; otherwise, there really wouldn’t be enough to share.
Gu Yanxiu sensibly went to the kitchen to get a few bowls and took the thermal container from Wen Yuhuai to start serving the porridge. As he served, he said, “I think Shiyu’s condition isn’t too good either. Let’s send him to the hospital quickly after finishing the porridge.”
Wen Yuhuai turned his head to look at the person lying weakly on the sofa and nodded in agreement. “Okay.”
The group ate porridge quietly. A certain sick person on the sofa looked at them eagerly, his gaze landing on Wen Yuhuai again. His voice was hoarse and pitiful: “Ah Yu, I want to eat too.”
Wen Yuhuai was sitting right next to him. Hearing this, he helped him up and stuffed a bowl of porridge and a spoon into his hands. “Eat. After eating, we go to the hospital.”
Lin Shiyu’s hand shook weakly a few times, acting as if he couldn’t even hold the bowl steady.
Wen Yuhuai frowned and clicked his tongue again, taking the bowl from his hand. “Leave it. I’ll feed you after I finish eating.”
Lin Shiyu’s eyes curved, and he lay back contentedly.
The others paused their movements of drinking porridge subconsciously upon hearing this. Immediately, with great tacit understanding, they sped up. By the time Wen Yuhuai finished his porridge, someone had already beaten him to it and picked up Lin Shiyu’s porridge.
Gu Yanxiu moved the spoon toward Lin Shiyu’s mouth, looking back at Wen Yuhuai. “I’ll feed him. Ah Yu, you rest a bit first.”
Wen Yuhuai was happy to be at leisure and accepted the proposal with peace of mind. “Then I’ll trouble you.”
Lin Shiyu wasn’t happy.
Gu Yanxiu fed him one spoonful after another—no, it couldn’t be called feeding; it should be called pouring. He didn’t care at all whether he could finish it. In no time, his face turned red from holding it in.
“Give… give me…”
Gu Yanxiu smiled without humor. “Don’t be willful when you’re sick. We’ll take you to the hospital after you finish the porridge.”
Lin Shiyu tearfully drank a bowl of porridge personally fed by his “good brother.” He was sweating from urgency by the time he finished.
Using this time, Wen Yuhuai found a thermometer and antipyretics. He habitually raised his hand to touch his forehead. Fortunately, the temperature wasn’t as high as he imagined.
Just as his hand was about to leave his forehead, it was held down by a large hand.
“Ah Yu, touch it a bit more. I feel so terrible.”
With one sentence, goosebumps rose all over Wen Yuhuai’s body.
He withdrew his hand ruthlessly, rubbed his arm, acting as if he couldn’t stand it. “Speak properly. Don’t act cute.”
“Besides, if you feel terrible, go to the hospital to see a doctor. My touching is useless.”
“……”
In the end, the group went to the hospital together.
At the hospital, the temperature was taken again. It wasn’t high, exactly thirty-eight degrees. But remembering how miserable he was at home, Wen Yuhuai still urged the nurse to put him on an IV drip.
After the IV was set up, Lin Shiyu lifted his eyes to look at the others, speaking with consideration: “I’ll be here for a while. You guys go back first; it’s enough to have Ah Yu accompany me.”
Not a single person moved. Fu Xingjian even pulled a chair to sit by the bed, looking like he would stay with him until the end of time. The corner of his mouth hooked up slightly, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes: “It’s fine to go back, but I happen to be free to accompany you in the hospital today.”
“……”
Lin Shiyu leaned against the headboard expressionlessly, looking like he had nothing left to live for.
Wen Yuhuai didn’t understand the confrontation between them. Seeing him like this, he thought he was uncomfortable somewhere, so he touched his forehead with the back of his hand again. “What’s wrong? Feeling uncomfortable somewhere?”
Lin Shiyu looked up, his gaze locking firmly onto that cold white wrist. perhaps self-control worsened when people were sick; he had to use all his strength to restrain himself from kissing it on the spot.
Only when that hand left his forehead did he withdraw his gaze reluctantly, shaking his head gently, his voice hoarse and low. “Nothing. A bit thirsty.”
There happened to be hot water on the bedside table. Wen Yuhuai poured him a cup. He wanted to hand it to him, but remembering how he couldn’t even hold a bowl during the meal and afraid he would spill water on himself, he simply fed it to his lips. “Drink.”
Lin Shiyu seemed unable to recover from this sudden surprise falling from the sky. He looked at him blankly, only subconsciously opening his mouth when the rim of the cup touched his lips.
Wen Yuhuai lifted his hand slightly, and Lin Shiyu was forced to tilt his head back slightly. His Adam’s apple bobbed as a cup of water was fed down.
“Drink more?”
Lin Shiyu finally came back to his senses. The corners of his eyes tilted upward slightly, and a faint blush rose on his face. He stared at him with eyes full of longing. “Drink.”
Wen Yuhuai’s heart skipped a beat under this gaze. He felt he wasn’t looking at water, but using the pretext of water to look at him.
He looked away from his line of sight and lowered his head to pour water. This time, the feeding was much rougher, like pouring it straight down. Fortunately, Lin Shiyu reacted fast enough, so the water didn’t spill on him, but some still overflowed from the corner of his lips, flowing down his chin, over his Adam’s apple, and finally disappearing below his collarbone.
“Ah Yu…” Lin Shiyu’s voice carried a trace of resentment.
Wen Yuhuai apologized drily and casually pulled a tissue to wipe it for him. His fingertips lightly grazed his Adam’s apple, and Lin Shiyu’s gaze darkened instantly.
His body tensed subconsciously, and the legs under the quilt bent up, tenting the blanket to hide a certain unpresentable reaction.
Wen Yuhuai didn’t notice anything unusual. He threw the tissue into the trash can beside him and sat down on the edge of the bed, his back leaning right against his bent legs.
Lin Shiyu closed his eyes as if enduring.
He really couldn’t hold it back anymore. It was uncomfortably hard. If he kept leaning on him like this, he would have to maintain this posture until the infusion ended.
He wanted, really wanted to hold the person in his arms, trap him underneath, and do everything he wanted to do.
To watch that beautiful face dyed with panic and astonishment, yet powerless to escape.
Thinking of this, his gaze darkened again. Pity, it wasn’t the time yet. He had to become strong first to get rid of the others spying on the treasure, so he could completely monopolize him.
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