The noisy sound came from a distance. Chen Ju, lying on the hospital bed, felt his eyelashes tremble, then slowly opened his eyes, and saw a white ceiling, white sheets, and white curtains. He felt instantly a thick depression.
This is a hospital. How did he end up in the hospital? He remembered that he was originally patrolling the shopping mall when he suddenly felt very unwell. A little boy bumped into him, and then he lost consciousness.
The uncle must have sent himself over. No, he had to leave.
Chen Ju immediately got up from the bed, and because he got up too quickly, his vision blurred for a moment. He clutched the sheets. It took a while to recover, but the pain in his body remained.
When he raised his hand, he spotted the IV needle on the back of his hand. Chen Ju’s heart sank. How much would this bottle of potion cost? Moreover, being the sole occupant of the ward would definitely make it even more expensive.
If he leaves now, it probably won’t cost too much.
Gritting his teeth, Chen Ju removed the IV needle from the back of his hand. He lifted up the quilt, attempting to get out of bed. Who knew that as soon as he took a step, the pain from his leg wound forced him to sit back down?
He pulled up his trouser leg, revealing a patch of bruised, purplish skin. It seemed he had hurt himself when he fainted. The pain wasn’t just in his leg; his waist and places too embarrassing to mention were also throbbing with a dull pain.
Suddenly, Chen Ju noticed the backpack on the nearby table. He quickly took the bag, unzipped a small compartment, and took out some medicine. In order to continue to go to work these past few days, he had to take two pills daily. There were only two pills left in the pack. He’d have to go out later and buy more from the pharmacy.
Chen Ju took two pills and was about to place them in his mouth when suddenly, the door clicked open. Jiang Zhou, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, stood before him.
He was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he saw Jiang Zhou striding over with a frown and anger in his eyes.
“What are you taking?!” Jiang Zhou forcefully knocked the medicine from Chen Ju’s hand to the ground. He hit it hard, causing Chen Ju’s hand to turn red instantly. Without waiting for Chen Ju to speak, he grabbed the medicine box and read the label clearly: Ibuprofen Tablets.
Chen Ju covered the back of his hand that had been painfully hit, looking fearfully at Jiang Zhou, whose face was showing displeasure. He didn’t dare pick up the medicine that had fallen on the ground, and said with a sense of grievance, “Just, just two pills left.”
Jiang Zhou held the medicine box and remained silent. After a while, he raised his eyes to look at Chen Ju and said, “Do you know what this medicine is?”
There was no expression on Jiang Zhou’s face, but his eyes made people feel scared. Chen Ju tightened his grip on his clothes and whispered, “I know, they are painkillers. After taking them, the pain will, will stop.”
“You knew and still took it?” Jiang Zhou’s tone was no longer calm as he stared intently at Chen Ju, his voice deepening. “You finished the entire box? Who allowed you to take them like that?”
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In order to convince Jiang Zhou not to be so angry, he continued: “Really, when I had a fever, taking it made my headache go away, and there’s also…”
“Enough, stop talking.” Jiang Zhou interrupted Chen Ju. His face darkened, and Chen Ju, after a glance, closed his mouth obediently, not daring to say another word.
Walking to the trash can, Jiang Zhou threw the medicine box in, and said with a cold face: “You are not allowed to take this again.”
“But, but …” If he doesn’t eat, his body will ache, and he can’t afford frequent hospital visits; medical expenses are too expensive, and he’s reluctant.
“No ‘buts’. If I find out, you know what the consequences are.” Jiang Zhou stated unequivocally.
Chen Ju held his clothes tightly and hesitated for a few seconds before nodding.
At this moment, Jiang Zhou noticed the needle marks on the back of Chen Ju’s hand and the IV needle that had been torn out. He frowned, his expression cooling as he stepped forward and grabbed Chen Ju’s hand, asking in a furrowed brow, “What have you done again?”
Chen Ju was startled by the sudden approach of Jiang Zhou. His body trembled, his eyes widening. Instinctively, he moved backward, hitting the back of his head on the cabinet behind him. The pain contorted his face.
Jiang Zhou’s gaze was dark. His other hand supported the back of Chen Ju’s head, gently pressing him closer. Displeased, he said: “So foolish, who told you to pull out the IV needle?”
The large hand on the back of the head was warm and dry, as if soothing the recently hurt area. From the time he woke up until now, Chen Ju finally felt the genuine pain, and a sour warmth surged from his nose to his eyes.
“I’m fine,” Chen Ju lowered his eyes, his eyelashes stained with a hint of moisture. “I don’t need to be hospitalized.”
Jiang Zhou stared at Chen Ju. The man’s face was pale, his chin was thin and pointed. The hospital clothes hung loosely on him, giving an empty, desolate impression.
“If it’s about medical costs, then don’t worry; I’ve covered it all.” Jiang Zhou spoke, his voice still cold and detached, as if the angry words he uttered earlier belonged to someone else.
Chen Ju raised his head, his round eyes filled with surprise and confusion. He hurriedly said: “No, it’s okay. I’m really fine. No, I don’t need to be hospitalized.”
“Chen Ju,” Jiang Zhou frowned. “I won’t say what I said a second time.”
“But it costs a lot of money, and I, I can’t afford it.” Chen Ju bit his lips, looking pitiful.
Jiang Zhou paused, and slid his hand down the back of Chen Ju’s head to the nape of his neck. Then, as if holding a small cat, he gripped it and said in a deep voice: “You don’t need to pay it back. After all, we signed a contract. During the validity period of the contract, I am responsible for your health.”
Chen Ju clenched his clothes, pursed his lips and hesitated for a few seconds. Then suddenly, he stood up, leaned over, and kissed Jiang Zhou on the face. He said with a blush, “Thank you.”
He knew it wasn’t enough, but he was now in the hospital. Due to his indulgence a few days ago, his body was still sore. If he did that kind of thing now, he would not be able to stand it. Moreover, he wasn’t allowed to take painkillers anymore.
Jiang Zhou didn’t move for a long time, and anxiety crept into Chen Ju’s heart. What should he do? Did he make a mistake? Jiang Zhou had mentioned he wouldn’t kiss someone he didn’t like…
“I, I’m sorry,” Chen Ju apologised hurriedly. “I didn’t kiss your lips. Is kissing the face also not allowed? I won’t do it next time… Uh!”
Jiang Zhou pinched the back of Chen Ju’s neck and kissed his chattering mouth.
Chen Ju stared with bewildered, wide eyes as Jiang Zhou’s handsome face drew near, so close that he could see the light brown mole at the corner of Jiang Zhou’s eye. His heart thumped wildly, so loudly that it seemed as if the whole room could hear it. Chen Ju’s pale face gradually turned red, until all the air in his lungs had been used up, suffocating to the point where he could hardly breathe. Only then did Jiang Zhou release his lips.
“Never been kissed? Don’t you know how to breathe through your nose?” Jiang Zhou opened his eyes and said unhappily. The kiss just now had added a touch of desire to his indifferent face, making it even more difficult to look away.
“No, I don’t know,” Chen Ju stared blankly at Jiang Zhou’s face, blushing. “I’ve only kissed you.”
The displeasure on Jiang Zhou’s face disappeared. His expression was obscure for a moment, and his dark eyes were like the surface of a lake with hidden currents, calm yet restless. He stared straight at Chen Ju as if wanting to anchor him.
Jiang Zhou’s expression made Chen Ju feel uneasy. Unsure if Jiang Zhou was angry or something else, he carefully held Jiang Zhou’s sleeve, trying to appease him. “I’m sorry, I, I will learn.”
“Learn from whom?” Jiang Zhou squinted his eyes, pulling the man closer to his arms. Their foreheads rested against each other, their breaths mingling, so they could feel each other’s breath. “I’ll teach you one more time. Don’t be so foolish next time.”
Before Chen Ju agreed, his mouth was sealed shut. He tightened Jiang Zhou’s clothes nervously and didn’t dare move. This time, Jiang Zhou’s was slow, gently swirling around the edges of Chen Ju’s lips.
‘Nose, breathe with your nose,’ Chen Juxin silently told himself, learning to inhale through his nose and then exhale. Because he exerted too much force, his nostrils flared greatly as he made a heavy breathing sound.
Jiang Zhou paused, biting Chen Ju’s lips. Opening his eyes, he lightly smiled. “How can you be so stupid?”
The bitten part of the lips tingled. Chen Ju’s ears turned red. He lowered his head and said ashamedly: “Sorry, yes, I’m just clumsy.”
Jiang Zhou gazed at Chen Ju, his fingers touching his red and soft earlobe. He kneaded it lightly. Seeing the man’s trembling body, he released his hand and said, “It’s good that you know. Behave and recuperate quietly in the hospital these days; no running around allowed.”
“I’m really fine …” Chen Ju wanted to refuse, but the look in Jiang Zhou’s eyes made him swallow the rest of his words.
Jiang Zhou called the doctor again to reattach the IV for Chen Ju. After it was done, the nurse criticized Chen Ju, advising him not to be so impulsive in the future, so that removing the IV without permission could lead to issues.
Chen Ju lowered his head, nodded in shame, and said sorry: “Yes, I’m sorry.”
Once the nurse left, only Chen Ju was left in the ward. Jiang Zhou had left when the nurse came in. Glancing at the vacant doorway, he realised he probably couldn’t go to work at the bar tonight and would need to request a leave from the boss.
As soon as he was about to reach out to get the bag, the door opened. He hurriedly retracted his hand, only to see Secretary Liu entering with a box in his hand.
Secretary Liu smiled and placed the box on the table. “How are you doing, Mr. Chen?” he asked. Opening it, a pleasant aroma filled the room. “It’s quite late; you must be hungry. Have some nutritious porridge; it’s good for your health.”
Chen Ju swallowed silently; indeed, he was hungry, and the porridge smelled so fragrant.
Secretary Liu put down the meal table by the bedside, and then brought the nutrition porridge: “The nutritionist said, you are fragile now, and you shouldn’t eat anything too complex. Tomorrow, before you’re discharged, he’ll come over for a comprehensive check-up and tailor a diet plan for you.”
Chen Ju was stunned; discharged tomorrow? That’s great; then he wouldn’t have to take too many days off.
Midway through eating, Jiang Zhou came back. Pulling out a chair, he sat down without speaking, quietly perusing a book, the name of which was indecipherable.
Chen Ju originally planned to call Yan Qiu after Secretary Liu left. However, even after finishing the porridge, when the nurse came over to change his IV drip, Jiang Zhou just sat there, showing no sign of wanting to leave.
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Thank you for reading🍊
It’s nice to finally see Jiang Zhou caring for Chen Ju ;;
Thank you for the update! ❤
Thank you for the chapter!
Better be treating him well from now on Jiang Zhou 😐
Not enough, you gotta pamper him more hmph
FINALLY! My baby getting the treatment he deserves 😤🫶💕💕💕