The Big Boss' Medicine 11

The soft hair of the youth behind him brushed against his earlobe as he leaned closer, the usually insignificant tickling sensation now amplified many times, as if it could make one lose their mind.

His back, pressed against the youth, was nearly stiff, muscles taut and unable to move an inch.

"...Not cold."

After who knows how long, Yan Shen finally heard these two words squeezed out from his throat, only they sounded terribly hoarse.

Hearing his voice hoarse beyond recognition, Su Duan immediately became alert. He reached out from behind to touch Yan Shen's cheek, feeling his forehead, and asked, "Did you catch a cold?"

His body was so cool, he must have just taken a cold shower. Although he had warmed up a bit now from being held, the long time in the bathroom earlier must have had an impact.

Su Duan was a bit anxious. Taking a cold shower could easily lead to catching a cold and fever, especially since Yan Shen was already sick now. Adding another illness would be even more troublesome.

His fingertips finally touched Yan Shen's forehead, feeling the abnormal heat emanating from it. Su Duan frowned and said, "Your forehead is burning up, you probably have a fever. Go see a doctor."

"...No fever."

Again a response squeezed out with difficulty. Yan Shen felt he could barely hold on any longer.

Su Duan touched his neck and arms hanging by his sides, finding them all radiating abnormal heat. His mood couldn't help but turn more solemn.

"You really have a fever, be good and listen." The usually soft-spoken youth's voice rarely revealed a hint of dominance as he reasoned with him seriously.

The unwell Yan Shen: "..."

Su Duan moved his body away a bit, using his slender fingers to tug at Yan Shen's wrist while shifting his body to the side, looking ready to get out of bed. "Let's go see a doctor."

Yan Shen reflexively grabbed Su Duan's wrist, not letting him get up from the bed.

The pajamas were too loose, there was no way to hide his arousal. As long as Su Duan came to the front, he would see the "evidence" at a glance.

"...What's wrong with you?" The youth who was pulled back to sit on the bed sounded a bit huffy now, seeming to have a big issue with him being sick yet insisting on not seeing a doctor.

Is he angry...

Yan Shen's already tense mood grew even heavier. As the youth struggled to free his wrist from his grasp, it was as if a string in his mind finally snapped.

Not knowing what he was thinking in that instant, gripping the thin wrist in his hand, Yan Shen pressed it towards his front.

Su Duan: "..."

For a moment, the bedroom fell into an eerie silence.

Su Duan was actually a bit dazed. It took him a while after his hand was pressed down to react to why Yan Shen's body was so hot.

Perhaps because in the previous worlds, the process of being pollinated by his lover had always been so natural, until now in Su Duan's mind, there was nothing embarrassing about pollination.

So he was making a fuss because of this...

Now that he brought his hand over, did he want him to help get the pollen out?

Su Duan blinked, starting to recall his previous experiences doing this sort of thing.

He remembered it wasn't very difficult.

......

Now that it was pressed down, perhaps out of a mentality of going for broke, Yan Shen wasn't so nervous anymore.

A nearly absurd excitement and pleasure surged in his mind. Yan Shen rubbed the youth's equally slender back of the hand with his thumb, gaze falling on the youth's bent knuckles as the corners of his lips curved up slightly. He asked hoarsely, "Why so quiet now?"

Wasn't he still daring to scold him just now? How come one touch and he's obedient?

Su Duan snapped out of his recollection. "..."

Su Duan cooperatively: "...Yip."

"..." Yan Shen's throat tightened from his little mouse-like squeak, instantly on the verge of losing control again. His hand gripping the youth's wrist tightened, involuntarily pressing the youth's hand down.

Suddenly, Yan Shen hurriedly let go, inhaling sharply. "..."

Under the indirect force, Mr. Yan experienced quite profound pain for a moment.

Su Duan was also startled. After his hand was released, it hovered blankly in the air for a while before tentatively reaching over to rest on Yan Shen's inner thigh. He asked softly, "...Are you okay?"

As he spoke, his other hand tried to tug at Yan Shen's robe, intending to worriedly check.

After all, flowers were very delicate. Never mind not being able to pollinate, he was worried Yan Shen's little flower had some issue.

However, Yan Shen seemed to sense his intention. Su Duan had barely touched the robe when his hand was pulled away by its owner.

"Did I hurt you?" Su Duan asked even more quietly, his paw caught for who knows which time.

Yan Shen's mind: "..."

Of course it hurt, but he couldn't tell if his body hurt more or his head at the moment.

After taking a moment, Yan Shen calmly said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

In fact, the pain was only momentary. His body was still very resilient. After that jolt passed, it was no longer so unbearable.

...In fact, because of Su Duan's hand resting on his leg, he was starting to get agitated again.

Su Duan felt very guilty, his hand on the man's leg moving slightly.

Although Yan Shen had used his hand to press down, strictly speaking, the one who directly harmed Yan Shen's little flower was still him.

Crawling a couple steps on his knees, Su Duan shifted next to Yan Shen. He leaned close, observing for a long while with lowered eyes, only seeing a slight bulge. With a layer of dark pajamas in the way, he couldn't tell the situation at all. He asked in a barely audible voice, "Want me to rub it for you?"

When he used to be in pain from injuries, the man rubbing it for him would make it much better. Him rubbing it for the man should work the same.

Yan Shen: "..."

In any case, for Mr. Yan, this was probably quite a turbulent night.

The only thing to be thankful for was probably that, because he had suffered some unforgettable trauma earlier, even during his episode, Mr. Yan found some calm and restrained himself, only letting the little hamster rub it for him before holding him and sleeping with peace of mind.

......

Because they had dallied until late the previous night, going to bed quite late, Su Duan unsurprisingly overslept the next morning.

When he opened his eyes, it was already late morning. The warm sunlight penetrated through the already opened curtains. The shade-loving little herb spirit rolled a couple of times to the side in a daze, moving himself to a position where the sunlight couldn't reach, before slowly starting to get up.

It was already eleven o'clock. Yan Shen wasn't there, but a set of clothes suitable for his size was thoughtfully placed at the corner of the bed.

After asking the system and learning that the man was working in the study, Su Duan self-reliantly put on the clothes the man had prepared for him. Yawning, he crawled out of bed.

Slowly putting on his shoes, Su Duan's line of sight swept over the few small medicine bottles on the bedside table.

Hmm?

Pausing for a moment, Su Duan propped himself up and picked up the medicine bottles to take a look. He discovered they were the medicines the doctor at the clinic had prescribed for Yan Shen yesterday.

And apparently, these few bottles of medicine had already been opened.