Chapter 27: It Will Scar
A high mahogany bed with exquisite carvings, the dark red velvet bed canopy draped down three sides.
The thick velvet shielded the bright, daylight-like lights of the room, creating a small, safe, and private space.
In that private space, a young man with black hair was fast asleep. He slept quietly, lying on his side on a soft white pillow, his fine black hair scattered on the pillow, obscuring his handsome brows and eyes. One hand was clenched into a fist by his face.
A large white bandage covered most of his cheek.
Perhaps the wound on his face hurt, or perhaps he was uncomfortable somewhere under the covers; his pale lips were slightly pouted in a childish way, emitting a fragile sound like a young animal whimpering, as if in pain, or perhaps just whining in distress.
To be honest, the sound wasn’t loud. Even if someone were lying next to him, they might not hear it clearly.
But this faint, almost inaudible sound interrupted the conversation in the outer room of the suite.
Yan Gui Xing, sitting on the embroidered sofa, stood up abruptly. The neckline of his soft, loose, misty blue, open-collared silk shirt was askew, revealing his left collarbone and a bit of his shoulder.
Achi, who also heard the faint sound due to his high spiritual power, exchanged a glance with the elegantly dressed man in a white coat, high ponytail, and rimless glasses sitting on the opposite sofa.
The man stood up gracefully; his glasses reflected a bright light, obscuring his eyes. His thin lips curved into a refined and gentle smile as he tilted his head towards Achi.
He invited, “Deputy, shall we?”
Achi, already stressed, saw his military doctor’s expression and knew he was up to no good; his stomach ached.
He didn’t want to join the excitement, especially when the person in question was his boss’s current sweetheart. One more glance, and the unpredictable boss might hold a grudge.
If he could, he would have turned and left.
But his boss hadn’t told him to leave, and he had already messed things up, causing his boss’s lover to be seriously injured. He didn’t dare do anything to anger his boss.
Living was hard, but better than being dead.
Achi stood up, avoiding looking at his military doctor, adhering to the principle of staying away from cunning foxes to avoid being tricked.
Gongsun wasn’t angry at being ignored. He put his hands in the large pockets of his white coat, approaching Achi and walking side-by-side with him.
Seeing Yan Gui Xing walking towards the bed, he gently bumped Achi’s shoulder and whispered, “Speaking of which, this is the first time I’ve seen the boss so anxious. Deputy, does the boss like this kid?”
Achi subconsciously nodded, thinking, “Of course he likes him! You didn’t see how angry the boss was when he was hitting those guys.”
One punch knocked them unconscious; it was clean and efficient. Aren’t they still in your ward?
But halfway through nodding, Achi realized something was wrong. He turned to look at Gongsun, whose smile seemed to have widened slightly, but on closer inspection, it seemed unchanged.
Achi gulped, whispering a warning, “I didn’t gossip about the boss, Doctor, don’t go spreading rumors.”
Gongsun neither nodded nor shook his head. His beautiful, somewhat mischievous peach blossom eyes, behind his glasses, looked at Achi meaningfully before walking faster towards Yan Gui Xing.
Yan Gui Xing sat on the embroidered round chair by the bed, watching the sleeping Mu Mu, his lake-green eyes showing an unexpected calmness and gentleness.
Gongsun had only taken two steps behind him when he heard him calmly ask, “Why isn’t he awake yet?”
Gongsun seemed surprised by this question, which he considered foolish, blinking his eyes before answering.
A second later, he blinked twice quickly, his eyes showing excitement and curiosity.
Taking advantage of Yan Gui Xing’s back being turned and the cover of his glasses, his gaze freely roamed between Yan Gui Xing and Mu Mu, nestled in the soft bedcovers.
“I gave the young master an anesthetic injection while treating his wounds to prevent pain. He should wake up tomorrow morning.”
Yan Gui Xing turned his head slightly towards Gongsun, but didn’t turn around completely, his gaze still fixed on Mu Mu’s bandaged cheek. His calm tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction.
“If it was just anesthesia, shouldn’t he wake up before tomorrow morning?”
Gongsun shrugged indifferently, “I didn’t expect the young master to be intolerant to T5 anesthetic. The dose that’s perfectly fine for ordinary people was a bit much for him.”
Achi turned to look at Gongsun in shock. He really couldn’t understand how he could say something so terrifying with such a calm tone; wasn’t he afraid of the boss beating him?
Oh! The boss wouldn’t. Achi smiled. The boss was very tolerant of Gongsun, unlike him, who got slapped or kicked immediately.
Yan Gui Xing furrowed his brows slightly, calmly asking, “Will there be any effects?”
Gongsun, who had been observing Yan Gui Xing’s attitude towards the injured boy since he saw him, was certain Yan Gui Xing liked the kid just seconds ago but now wasn’t so sure after hearing his tone.
He lowered his head to adjust his glasses, saying, “It’s nothing, he’ll just sleep a little longer.”
Of course, his brain might also be affected; he might become a little slower. However, this was an extreme case of overdosing. Gongsun was confident in his expertise and believed that such a low-level accident wouldn’t happen, so he didn’t mention it.
It was because Gongsun didn’t say anything that he didn’t know that Mu Mu had suffered a severe head injury, that he was already a little slow-witted, and his reaction was slow. This led to him, in his future interactions with Mu Mu, mistaking Mu Mu’s unusual behavior for a result of his own mistake and becoming less confident in his professional skills.
Yan Gui Xing nodded and then asked, “What about his face? Will it scar?”
Gongsun, seeing that Yan Gui Xing had finally gotten to the point, brightened up. His gaze went past Yan Gui Xing and landed on Mu Mu’s face.
“Theoretically speaking, with a wound like that, it will scar.” He deliberately paused, waiting to hear Yan Gui Xing’s response.
Would he order Achi to throw this disfigured child out now, or would he keep him?
Their boss was a face-lover. His past lovers all had faces that were as good-looking as his own.
This was the point that Gongsun found strange. When he treated Mu Mu’s wounds, he also cleaned the undamaged half of his face.
Well, the undamaged side of the kid’s face couldn’t compare to Yan Gui Xing’s previous lovers, let alone Yan Gui Xing himself.
Also, the kid was deaf and lame, thin as a rail, looking malnourished.
Gongsun couldn’t understand how their boss’s taste had changed so quickly.
Moreover, the boss’s urgent expression as he carried the child and the stained white shirt showed that the child held a high position in Yan Gui Xing’s heart.
So, Yan Gui Xing liked an imperfect, disabled child?
Gongsun, who idolized Yan Gui Xing, couldn’t understand it, and the more he couldn’t understand it, the more curious he became, the more he wanted to figure out the truth, which led to his repeated probing of Achi and Yan Gui Xing.
He wanted to glean some truth from Yan Gui Xing’s answers, but Yan Gui Xing only uttered a noncommittal “Oh,” indicating he had understood.
Tortured by curiosity, Gongsun almost wanted to spin in place. Just as he was thinking about probing further, Achi, who had been standing silently in the background, spoke.
“Doctor, can the Xiao Ting therapy device remove scars?”
Gongsun could hear the flattery in Achi’s voice. He glared at Achi, cursing him in his heart for being meddlesome, but reluctantly replied, “Yes, after the scabs fall off, Xiao Ting therapy can be used.”
Achi, standing to the side, saw Yan Gui Xing’s furrowed brows relax, and he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his flattery had worked, and he had a high chance of “reducing his sentence” with Yan Gui Xing.
As for whether his flattery had ruined Gongsun’s “curiosity plan,” Achi didn’t care.
The old saying goes, “Let your friends die, but not yourself.” At this point, his own life was more important than Gongsun’s curiosity.
After getting the answer he wanted, Yan Gui Xing leaned towards the bed, propping himself up with his left elbow, and using his right hand to play with Mu Mu’s soft black hair.
The awkward posture made both Achi and Gongsun feel back pain, but Yan Gui Xing himself found it comfortable, playing with the soft hair until it became a bird’s nest.
Since Yan Gui Xing didn’t leave, Achi and Gongsun didn’t dare to leave either. They stood behind Yan Gui Xing, accompanying him as he interacted with his sleeping lover.
Achi was too embarrassed to look directly and only dared to look down at the blue-and-pink patterned carpet. Gongsun, however, watched Yan Gui Xing and Mu Mu’s interaction intently, comparing it to Yan Gui Xing’s interactions with his past lovers.
After about half an hour, Yan Gui Xing stood up, unfastening his brain computer. Catching sight of Achi standing with his head down like he was confessing, and Gongsun with a smile on his face, he remembered that there were two people in his bedroom.
He looked at them impatiently and asked, “Why are you still standing here? Do you want to sleep with me tonight?”
What a bold remark! Achi looked up in shock, his tiger eyes wide, looking at Yan Gui Xing in terror.
Gongsun’s expression showed a hint of eagerness, but he only thought about it before obediently leaving with Achi.
As they left the villa and parted ways in the yard, Gongsun finally remembered his business. He stopped Achi, hugging his shoulders and asking, “By the way, what are you going to do with the red-haired guy in my place? You can’t keep him there forever.”
Achi hadn’t received any punishment from Yan Gui Xing, and he felt uneasy.
Now being questioned by Gongsun, Achi was also annoyed, his face darkening, his brows furrowed into a knot. His already fierce face was even more intimidating.
“I won’t leave him there. I’ll have Shaxia take him away later. Let’s put him in the basement first and see what the boss says tomorrow.”
【Author’s Note】: Achi: I’m going crazy! The boss wants me to sleep with him?! (Screaming like a prairie dog)
Gongsun: The boss wants to favor me? That’s not impossible.