Chapter 41: Could it Only be a Love-Hate Relationship?
Shen Yanzhou coaxed in Lin Yuan’s ear, “Don’t be nervous, baby. Ge will teach you!”
Lin Yuan felt ashamed and aggrieved, his face so red it looked as if it were dripping blood.
“Don’t be afraid. Ge will be as gentle as possible, okay?”
Feeling that Shen Yanzhou was practically boiling over, Lin Yuan was terrified.
“Ge, let’s… let’s just do it once, okay?”
Shen Yanzhou: “Okay, just once!”
“But in case I lose control, you know what to do.”
Lin Yuan nodded tremblingly.
“Baby, so good…”
…
In the latter half of the night, during the sixth time Shen Yanzhou “went mad,” he noticed something wrong with the person beneath him.
The boy’s body temperature was very high; his skin had an abnormal, scorching heat.
Furthermore, he seemed to be shivering slightly.
Shen Yanzhou stopped his movements, reaching out to feel his forehead.
His brows instantly knitted together.
He had a fever!
Shen Yanzhou hurried to get up, turning on the small bedside lamp.
He found Lin Yuan’s eyes tightly closed, his lips pale.
“Xiao Yuan, are you unwell?” he asked softly.
Lin Yuan let out a groggy “Mhm,” sounding like a delicate, sick kitten.
“Wait here, I’ll go find Uncle Chen!”
With that, Shen Yanzhou threw on his silk robe and strode out of the room.
He hurried downstairs, knocking on Uncle Chen’s door at the end of the corridor.
Uncle Chen rubbed his eyes as he opened the door. “Master, what happened?”
“Lin Yuan has a fever!” A look of panic appeared on Shen Yanzhou’s handsome face.
Uncle Chen frowned. “Oh! Don’t worry, Master. I’ll go get the medicine!”
With that, he turned and walked out of his room.
A moment later, Uncle Chen ran over carrying a small medical kit.
“Master, I’ve got the kit. Let’s go!” He was about to head upstairs.
Shen Yanzhou stopped him and said, “Give it to me.”
Uncle Chen was stunned.
The Master wanted to tend to the patient himself?
Could he?
Their Master had never served anyone in his life. Moreover, aside from his “Yang-heat affliction,” he almost never got sick.
Did he know how to take care of a sick Young Master?
However, seeing Shen Yanzhou’s determined attitude, Uncle Chen had no choice but to open the kit and take out a medicine bottle.
He gave detailed instructions.
“Master, this fever reducer is one tablet at a time. The interval between two doses must be no less than six hours.”
“Use warm water when taking the medicine.”
“Also, turn off the air conditioning in the room. He’ll sweat after taking the medicine; it wouldn’t be good if he caught a chill!”
Shen Yanzhou nodded and memorized each point, taking the bottle and running back upstairs.
Looking at his retreating back, Uncle Chen shook his head slightly.
Why bother!
The boy had just returned and hadn’t even fully recovered before the Master started tormenting him.
Now that he was sick, the Master was as anxious as a cat on a hot tin roof!
This master of his was truly “twisted”!
He was straightforward with others; if someone didn’t suit his fancy, he would just handle them brutally.
But what about the person who had entered his heart?
Could it only be a love-hate relationship?
Shen Yanzhou returned to the bedroom, turned off the AC first, and then poured a glass of warm water.
He walked to the bedside.
“Xiao Yuan, come, take the medicine.”
He gripped the boy’s shoulder and gently propped him up.
Lin Yuan had no strength to open his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.
Shen Yanzhou placed the tablet against his lips.
“Be good, open your mouth,” he coaxed.
Lin Yuan’s small mouth moved slightly, opening a tiny bit.
His tongue pulled the medicine in.
Shen Yanzhou brought the water to his lips and helped him wash it down.
“So cold…” Lin Yuan mumbled with his eyes closed, “Hold me…”
Hearing those two simple words, Shen Yanzhou felt as though a soft little hand had ruthlessly squeezed his heart.
He hurriedly set the glass on the nightstand and pulled the boy into his arms.
At this moment, the person in his embrace was as hot as a small ball of fire.
His body was still shivering slightly.
Shen Yanzhou felt a wave of panic in his heart.
He whispered into the boy’s ear, “Xiao Yuan, sleep. After taking the medicine, the fever will break soon. Ge is holding you.”
“Mhm.” Lin Yuan let out a low, soft hum.
Shen Yanzhou pulled the thin quilt up, wrapping the boy tightly.
He sat leaning against the headboard, holding him like that.
By the dim, soft light of the night lamp, he scrutinized the small person in his arms.
The handsome little face was flushed from the high temperature.
His long eyelashes trembled gently.
He looked just like a beautiful, dazzling, yet easily-broken glass lamp.
A deep sense of affection welled up from his heart.
He felt a bit of self-reproach.
Had he been too cruel to him?
He knew the boy’s lung infection had just cleared up.
Not only had he punished him severely, but he had also been insatiable and forceful in bed.
After the first time earlier, he hadn’t intended to let him go at all.
He couldn’t control himself; he wanted him, and wanted him more!
But the person beneath him was clearly scared and couldn’t take it.
After begging him to stop several times to no avail, the boy had begun to awkwardly but diligently kiss him, trying to calm him down.
But how could the little ditz know that the more he kissed him, the more crazed he became?
Shen Yanzhou sighed deeply.
He knew the boy didn’t understand anything, so why did he say such lies to trick him?
Was he too much of an animal?
Shen Yanzhou’s brows furrowed, his gaze fixed on Lin Yuan’s face without blinking.
Half an hour later, the medicine took effect, and Lin Yuan broke into a heavy sweat.
Shen Yanzhou used a bath towel to gently wipe him down.
The temperature seemed to have dropped a bit.
Shen Yanzhou let out a small sigh of relief.
However, not long after, his body temperature rose again.
After checking with a thermometer, Shen Yanzhou’s expression became quite poor.
38.9°C. The fever hadn’t broken!
Shen Yanzhou gently laid Lin Yuan on the bed and paced anxiously back and forth in the room.
Just then, a soft knock came from the door.
“Master, is Mr. Lin any better?”
It was Uncle Chen.
Shen Yanzhou walked to the door and opened it.
“The fever broke for a short while, but it’s rising again!” His face was full of tension.
Uncle Chen also frowned. “Should we… call a doctor?”
The Shen villa had its own private doctor.
However, Shen Yanzhou thought for a moment and decided to call Lu Huaiyuan instead.
He pulled out his phone and dialed the number.
“Huaiyuan, Lin Yuan has a fever. Can you come to the house right now?”
Lu Huaiyuan was currently on night shift at the hospital.
Hearing this, he let out a soft sigh.
“Alright.”
Twenty minutes later, a car drove into the courtyard.
Lu Huaiyuan walked in carrying his medical bag.
Uncle Chen greeted him, “Dr. Lu, thank you for the trouble! The Master is in the upstairs bedroom!”
Lu Huaiyuan nodded and followed Uncle Chen upstairs.
“Yanzhou.” Lu Huaiyuan knocked and entered the room.
Shen Yanzhou walked out from the inner room.
His expression was very grim.
“Sorry to disturb your rest, Huaiyuan, but I’m really anxious!”
Lu Huaiyuan waved his hand. “It’s fine.”
As he spoke, he put on his stethoscope and walked toward the large bed inside.
“His lung infection had cleared up. Logically, he shouldn’t have another fever!”
Lu Huaiyuan walked to the bedside.
He looked at Lin Yuan, who was wrapped tightly.
He moved to lift the quilt but stopped.
He turned to look at Shen Yanzhou. “Lift the quilt. I need to listen to his chest.”
Shen Yanzhou seemingly hesitated for a moment before finally lifting the quilt.
When Lu Huaiyuan reached over with the stethoscope, he was shocked to discover that Lin Yuan’s body was covered in red marks.
…
Lu Huaiyuan: “!!”
Translator’s Note: Dr. Lu Huaiyuan just walked into a crime scene! In Chinese “forced love” (強制愛) stories, there’s always a doctor friend who has to see the “results” of the Gong’s obsession. Shen Yanzhou’s “Yang-heat affliction” (陽熱之疾) is a typical cultivation/metaphysics trope where the character has too much internal “fire,” often making them more aggressive or passionate. Poor Dr. Lu, he’s basically the only sane person in this villa. Do you want to see how he reacts to Shen’s “handiwork”?
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