He had a fever.

When Chu Yi heard Cui Yi tell him that the thermometer showed 38.4 degrees, he was stunned at first, and then felt a little like laughing.

Mockingly.

Would he be the first person in the world to get a fever from shock?

"Use this to bring down the fever first," the nurse handed him an ice pack, "if it doesn't come down, take some fever medicine."

"Thank you." Chu Yi took the ice pack very embarrassedly and held it on his forehead.

"Why don't you go back and rest tonight," Cui Yi said, "I'll ask around and request a caregiver..."

"No," Chu Yi was startled and hurriedly shook his head, "No no no no no."

Cui Yi looked at him and laughed, "Are you stuttering or emphasizing?"

"Emphasizing," Chu Yi said, "I'm fine."

It was already very late, and it would definitely be impossible to find a caregiver. If he went back to sleep, then only Cui Yi could stay here to keep watch. The man was a busy lawyer, spinning like a top every day.

Besides, let alone that he just had a fever now, even if he was about to faint right now, he wouldn't want to leave.

Fever was indeed not a big deal for him. He had never gone to the hospital for any illness, be it colds, fevers, coughs, or even injuries from being beaten.

Grandma had a magic medicine - painkillers.

No matter what the problem was, headache, stomachache, cold, inflammation or injury, as long as there was any pain in the body, grandma would give him a painkiller. Whether it worked or not, no one would care after taking it.

When Aunt found out, she strongly opposed it, but grandma was a very opinionated person, so opposition was useless. In the end, aunt used the reason "taking too much will turn you into an idiot and no one will take care of you" to stop grandma from continuing to stuff him with painkillers.

But they still wouldn't go to the hospital, he usually relied on self-healing.

Like today's fever, he wouldn't take it seriously at all. At most, he would have a fever for a couple of days and then it would be almost over. Besides, he wasn't sick anywhere today, just scared.

Anxious.

Saying he was anxious could save a bit of face.

The door of the observation room was closed and nothing could be seen. Chu Yi would still go over and shake it every minute, stand for a while and then come back to sit down.

There should be other patients inside, and a few people were sitting on the chairs next to him. A woman kept covering her face with a handkerchief and crying.

Chu Yi was already unsettled, seeing her like this, he simply couldn't sit still at all. As soon as his butt touched the chair, he wanted to stand up.

"Yan Hang said you haven't encountered anything like this before," Cui Yi said, "looks like it's really true."

"I'm going out, for a walk now, just one round." Chu Yi said.

"Go ahead." Cui Yi smiled.

Chu Yi sat still without moving.

"Why aren't you going?" Cui Yi said.

"I'm saying, this kind of words, doesn't count when it comes out." Chu Yi said.

Cui Yi smiled without saying anything.

Chu Yi took out his phone and looked at the time, "Uncle Cui, you should go back, it's very late."

"I'll stay a little longer," Cui Yi also looked at his phone, "if I leave, you little kid won't be able to handle things if something comes up."

"You can come see him tomorrow," Chu Yi said, "there's nothing major now, just stunned."

Cui Yi smiled and patted his shoulder.

After Cui Yi left, Chu Yi continued to be dazed in the corridor.

He didn't know how long Yan Hang would have to lie in the observation room. The doctors and nurses walking back and forth all looked very busy, and he didn't have the nerve to ask anyone.

But he didn't feel tired or sleepy, and the fever didn't seem to have any effect on him either. There was no difficulty in continuing to be dazed here.

He was a bit worried about Yan Hang though.

Was Yan Hang awake now or asleep?

Had the anesthesia worn off?

Would the wound hurt?

If the wound hurt, would Yan Hang, who always had insomnia, be even more unable to sleep, just lying there with many tubes and lines on his body, unable to turn over... it would be very uncomfortable.

Chu Yi sighed.

Chu Yi wasn't clear when Yan Hang came out of the observation room, anyway it was a long time, many hours.

He followed the nurse and busied around, sending Yan Hang back to the ward.

It was probably because Cui Yi had made arrangements, or paid extra money, but Yan Hang was staying in a very high-end double room. The two beds were quite far apart, and with the curtain drawn in the middle, they basically wouldn't disturb each other.

"The doctor will come for rounds at seven o'clock," the nurse said, "let him rest now, if there's anything, ring the bell to call us."

"Okay." Chu Yi nodded.

After the nurse closed the door and left the ward, Chu Yi took a chair next to him, gently placed it by the bed, sat down and stared at Yan Hang.

Only at this moment did he finally fully relax, feeling a slight soreness in his waist.

Yan Hang should be asleep, with his eyes closed. He only opened his eyes slightly to look when he was pushed to the ward to change beds just now, and then continued to sleep.

Chu Yi propped his chin and looked at his face without moving.

His hair was a bit messy, his lips were a bit pale, and there was still a tube in his nose, which looked distressing, but he was still very handsome.

Yan Hang was just that handsome.

Chu Yi smiled.

He hadn't been in a daze for long like this when the doctor came for rounds. Only then did Chu Yi come back to his senses, and a whole night had passed in the operating room and observation room.

"He can't drink water now. If the patient is thirsty, just moisten with a cotton swab," the doctor instructed, "the gastric tube has to be inserted for the next two days, and can only be removed after the intestinal peristalsis is fully restored. After removal, he can eat some liquid and semi-liquid foods."

"Okay." Chu Yi listened attentively, afraid of missing a single word.

If he was this attentive when he needed to go to class, he would definitely be able to get into a key high school.

Around eight o'clock, Yan Hang woke up. His eyes still looked a bit dazed, but his condition was okay. He smiled at Chu Yi.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Yi asked.

"It's alright." Yan Hang said, his voice a bit hoarse, seeming to have some difficulty speaking.

"Are you thirsty?" Chu Yi asked again, "The doctor said you can drink cotton..."

Yan Hang didn't say anything, closed his eyes and started laughing. After laughing for less than two seconds, he frowned again, probably because the wound hurt when pulled.

"With a cotton swab dipped in water," Chu Yi corrected himself, and sighed again, "With such a low sense of humor, what can we do."

"Give me one." Yan Hang said.

Chu Yi poured a glass of water, dipped a cotton swab and wiped it on his lips. Just as he was about to take it away, Yan Hang took the cotton swab head in his mouth and sipped the water off it.

Poor thing.

Chu Yi felt very distressed and dipped another one for him.

"I want to wash my face," Yan Hang said, "It's too uncomfortable on my face."

"Oh." Chu Yi responded, and remembered that if he was to be hospitalized, he would have to go back and get his daily necessities.

This was a very difficult decision for him. He didn't want to leave the hospital for a single step now, let alone the hospital, he didn't even want to leave the ward.

"Go buy it." Yan Hang said.

"Okay." Chu Yi nodded.

He didn't know if Yan Hang could see what he was thinking, so he pointed out a way. If it were normal times, Chu Yi would definitely think it was too wasteful. Not long ago, Yan Hang had just bought a bunch of towels, toothbrushes, toothpaste and whatnot... But this time, he didn't even think about it and immediately took the money and went out.

There was a supermarket right at the entrance of the hospital, with everything you need to eat and use.

Chu Yi didn't even look closely at the prices. He took towels, toothbrushes and whatnot, and even grabbed a pack of wet wipes that he had never bought before. It was quite expensive, a small pack cost 12 yuan, while Yan Hang's large can only cost 10 yuan.

When he returned to the ward, Cui Yi had come over and was standing in front of the hospital bed yawning.

"Uncle Cui." Chu Yi greeted.

"Look at your complexion," Cui Yi sighed as soon as he saw him, "Has the fever gone down?"

"I don't know." Chu Yi said.

Cui Yi reached out and touched his forehead, "If it doesn't go down by noon, go take a fever reducer."

"Oh." Chu Yi took the towel and went to the bathroom. While rubbing the towel, he took a look at his own face.

It looked pretty bad, not even as good as Yan Hang's complexion, probably because he didn't sleep.

When wiping Yan Hang's face, Yan Hang looked at him and said in a low voice, "Go back and sleep for a while."

"Can't sleep." Chu Yi carefully wiped Yan Hang's face gently. Yan Hang looked quite tender, and he was always afraid of rubbing his skin off if he used too much force, and he was also afraid of unsteadily touching the tubes on his face.

Nasogastric tube.

The nasogastric tube actually went in through the nose, just thinking about it felt uncomfortable.

"Looking at your complexion, people who don't know would think you were the one stabbed." Yan Hang said.

"You think you look good?" Chu Yi said, "If you livestream now, I guarantee the yachts won't even be gifted, they'll directly send you money on Alipay."

"That miserable?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Very miserable," Chu Yi thought about it and sighed again, "Can't livestream, the phone screen is shattered too."

"Just in time to get a new one." Yan Hang said.

"Rich guy." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang's spirit was still good, but not for long. After a short while, he became a bit dazed again.

"I have to go to the office, still have a bunch of things to do," Cui Yi said, "I've asked someone to help contact a caregiver. They may only come in the afternoon. After they arrive, you can go to the side and sleep for a while."

"Mm." Chu Yi nodded.

"I'll come over again after I finish my work in the afternoon." Cui Yi said.

"It's nothing much," Chu Yi said, "I can handle it."

"Such a big tone," Cui Yi said, "Then you handle it. If you can't handle it, tell me."

"Okay." Chu Yi scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

That pile of things yesterday, without Cui Yi, he didn't even know what he could have done.

Fortunately there was Cui Yi.

He always felt that he was much more capable than before, and had more guts. He could handle many things. But when he really encountered something, he realized that he was still as useless as before.

He sat down on the chair and leaned against the wall with a sigh.

Tomorrow was the day he had agreed with his dormmates to go hiking and play on the cable car. When Zhou Chunyang sent a message to confirm with him, he could only refuse.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chunyang called him, "Didn't you say it was fine?"

"Suddenly something came up," Chu Yi didn't know what to say, "Didn't know beforehand."

"Then tomorrow it will just be me, Xiaoyang and Wu Xu, the three of us," Zhou Chunyang sighed, "They said they wanted to bring girls, I'm doomed."

"You bring a guy." Chu Yi said.

Zhou Chunyang laughed, "Where do I bring one from? Finally found someone I like but can't make a move."

Chu Yi didn't say anything.

"Alright, I'll go be a third wheel tomorrow," Zhou Chunyang said, "Let's go out and play again when everyone else is back at school."

"Mm." Chu Yi responded, and after responding, he hesitated a bit. He might not have time right away after the holiday ends, he still had to take time off to take care of Yan Hang.

He didn't know if he should tell Zhou Chunyang now.

"What's wrong," Zhou Chunyang probably heard that his tone was off, "Feeling down?"

"I may have to take a few days off," Chu Yi said, "Something came up."

"...Did something happen to you?" Zhou Chunyang asked, "If there's something, tell me. Xiaoyang and I can help."

"No need," Chu Yi said, "Small matter."

"Is it..." Zhou Chunyang started, but didn't continue, "Anyway, if you need help, just say so."

"Mm." Chu Yi smiled.

The other patient in the ward was very quiet, sleeping all the time, from morning to night. Even when awake, there was no sound, probably some serious illness.

In comparison, Yan Hang's condition was much better. During the day, he was in a daze, half asleep and half awake. At night, he was basically clear-headed, just couldn't move.

The doctor also told him not to move, only to lie down.

"Later when the caregiver comes, have them wipe my body," Yan Hang sighed, "I feel like my body is covered in a shell, uncomfortable."

Have the caregiver wipe the body when they come?

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment.

"I'll wipe." He stood up.

"You?" Yan Hang looked at him, seeming a bit hesitant.

Chu Yi didn't say anything. With Yan Hang's hesitation, he suddenly wanted to bend down and crawl under the hospital bed.

From the time Yan Hang woke up this morning until now, the whole day, the two of them had not mentioned yesterday's matter. Yan Hang probably didn't have the energy, and he didn't dare to bring it up.

The bit of courage he had mustered up yesterday had already dissipated after saying "I like you". Let alone Yan Hang being hurt due to his words, even if he wasn't hurt, he didn't even dare to recall the scene at that time.

Now with Yan Hang's momentary hesitation, he immediately chickened out.

Was it because Yan Hang knew about his thoughts, so he was a bit resistant to the contact of wiping his body?

But he had already said it, how could he take it back?

Chu Yi stood by the bed in a daze.

"Then you do it." Yan Hang said.

"Huh?" Chu Yi looked at him.

"What," Yan Hang also looked at him, "regretting it after one second?"

"No." Chu Yi quickly ran into the bathroom, wrung out the towel and brought it out.

"Actually it doesn't matter," Yan Hang lifted the blanket off his body, "you haven't slept for two days and a night..."

Hearing this, Chu Yi's heart felt sour, and he turned his head, afraid that he would accidentally wipe his tears again.

So wimpy.

"I'm afraid you'll bury your head in my wound." Yan Hang said.

Chu Yi was stunned for a moment, then laughed and carefully studied the hospital gown Yan Hang was wearing.

Quite a retro style, surprisingly tied with strings.

"This clothing is not sci-, scientific," Chu Yi untied the knots one by one, "what if an id-, idiot, ties a dead knot."

Yan Hang laughed without speaking and sighed.

"Does the wound hu-, hurt?" Chu Yi asked.

"Just say less," Yan Hang said, "it won't hurt if you don't laugh."

Chu Yi pursed his lips and didn't make a sound.

After pulling open Yan Hang's clothes, he frowned.

He originally thought that Yan Hang's injuries were just the knife wound on his waist and a cut on his hand, but now he realized there were more than that. There were three more places covered with gauze, which should all be knife wounds underneath.

There were also some uncovered abrasions.

"How..." Chu Yi was holding the towel and didn't know where to wipe, "so many injuries."

"These are nothing," Yan Hang said, "they'll heal in a few days."

"That person," Chu Yi frowned and slowly wiped his chest, "I could have ca-, caught him."

"Yes, definitely," Yan Hang said, "our Brother Dog, could knock him down with one punch."

Chu Yi didn't speak. After wiping his chest, he wiped along Yan Hang's arms. Seeing the thick gauze wrapped around his hand, he couldn't help but ask: "What happened to your ha-, hand... did you grab the knife?"

"If I didn't grab it, the knife would have stabbed all the way in," Yan Hang said, "then I probably wouldn't even be able to speak now."

Chu Yi fell silent.

He wanted to know what happened at the time, wanted to know how Yan Hang got injured, but after asking, he still felt he shouldn't ask.

There weren't many places to wipe on Yan Hang's body. Wiping the chest, three small wounds on both sides of the ribs, and a large piece of gauze on the waist and beside the belly. In short, there really weren't many areas that could be wiped on the front.

When wiping the belly, he pulled the blanket down a bit. The pants of the hospital gown were also tied, and Yan Hang had just had surgery, so they weren't tied. With this pull, the blanket and the waistband were pulled down together.

Only then did Chu Yi realize that a patient after surgery... had no underwear.

He froze while holding the towel.

With his pull, Yan Hang's entire lower abdomen was exposed, firm and flat, and he even felt that from the corner of his eye he could vaguely...

"Hey," Yan Hang reached over and pulled up his pants, "it would be awkward if someone came in."

Chu Yi quickly helped him pull up his pants.

"I'll go wr-, wr-, wr-, wring..." Chu Yi didn't know if he was too nervous or too embarrassed or too... He gave up on continuing to speak and directly turned and went into the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, he turned on the faucet. While wringing the towel, he was shocked that he could be so shameless to this extent.

In the hospital, in the ward, facing Yan Hang who was injured all over, he actually got hard after only glancing at his lower abdomen, without even clearly seeing the area below.

In this instant, besides shock, he couldn't find other words to describe his feelings.

Fortunately, his body still had some rationality left. After he slowly finished wringing the towel, this reaction that made him vaguely feel disgraceful subsided.

He took the wrung towel and returned to the bedside.

"Wipe my back." Yan Hang said.

"Mm." Chu Yi carefully pushed Yan Hang to the side without the waist injury.

The situation on the back was still okay, with no injuries, only a small bruise. Chu Yi wiped it very carefully, then slowly supported Yan Hang's back to let him lie flat.

"Much more comfortable." Yan Hang closed his eyes.

Chu Yi put away the towel and sat back on the bedside, staring at the floor in a daze.

After coming back to his senses from the previous shock, he slowly started to feel a bit depressed, then unhappy, and then a bit angry at himself.

He didn't know what was wrong with him.

Even if he liked Yan Hang, it shouldn't be like this, right?

What kind of problem did he have?

It's not like he's really a dog!

Even if he was a dog, it's still autumn, why is he so anxious to go into heat?

"Go eat something." Yan Hang said.

"No appetite." Chu Yi said in a muffled voice.

"You didn't eat at noon either," Yan Hang turned his head to look at him, "not eating, not drinking, not sleeping?"

"Cultivating immortality." Chu Yi said.

Yan Hang laughed a couple times and sighed again: "Don't talk anymore."

"Then I'll go eat a bit," Chu Yi said, "you rest for a while?"

"Mm." Yan Hang nodded.

Only after dipping a cotton swab in some water for him did Chu Yi leave the ward.

He really had no appetite. From yesterday until now, his entire body seemed to have gone numb. He didn't feel tired, didn't feel sleepy, and nothing felt uncomfortable. It was probably because his physical condition was too good.

But he was unwilling to let Yan Hang worry about whether he had eaten or not at this time. He planned to go out and buy a small bread or cake to eat a few bites.

There was a bakery at the door. The cream puff Cui Yi brought him yesterday was probably bought from this shop, and it tasted quite good.

He went into the shop and looked around. He originally wanted to buy a bigger one, but found that even the small ones from yesterday cost twelve yuan each.

If it weren't for being in a hurry and wanting to return to the ward quickly, wild horses couldn't drag him to spend twelve yuan to buy a small cream puff.

He carried this cream puff all the way back to the hospital room without being able to bring himself to eat it. However, just before entering the room, he suddenly remembered that Yan Hang had nothing to eat right now, and it would be too cruel to bring this in.

He stood in the corridor, finished the cream puff, then wiped his mouth before entering the hospital room.

Yan Hang had his eyes closed and head turned to the side, looking like he was asleep.

Chu Yi walked over very quietly to check, picked up the chair and gently placed it by the bedside before sitting down.

At this time, there were quite a few people out in the corridor as the hospital meal delivery cart had arrived, with many people walking back and forth to get their food.

But it was still quite peaceful inside the room. Chu Yi could even hear Yan Hang's slow breathing.

He lay his head on the edge of the bed, resting on his arms, looking at Yan Hang's hand placed by his side.

Yan Hang's left hand was uninjured, but right now it had a needle inserted, looking especially heart-wrenching.

After lying like this for a short while, he felt a bit sleepy and yawned. He sat up again, as there was still medicine in the IV drip and he was afraid of falling asleep and missing it.

After sitting for a bit longer, his back started aching. Perhaps after two days without rest, he was finally starting to not be able to hold up? He lay his head on the edge of the bed again.

He continued staring at Yan Hang's hand.

Yan Hang seemed to be in a deep sleep, but his fingers would occasionally move slightly.

He wasn't sure if this was because having the needle in his hand was uncomfortable, but each time a finger moved, he would reach over and lightly tap the fingertip, as if to comfort it.

Yan Hang's hands were truly beautiful.

As the finger curled slightly once more, he leaned forward and very gently touched his lips to the fingertip.