Lu Huan’s gaze landed on the medical record with an indifferent tone, “Explain.”
Relieved, Zhong Bingqi began, “It’s actually the young master…”
In a sudden flash of realization, Yu Baihan’s eyes brightened. Was Zhong Bingqi, the medical staff, about to betray him to protect himself?
Without hesitation, he rushed forward and placed his hand in front of the medical record, turning to face Lu Huan. He cut off Zhong Bingqi’s words, stating firmly, “Nothing happened.”
Lu Huan raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
Zhong Bingqi, who had just been relieved, was now panicking. He thought, “What are you doing now?”
In front of the curtain, the three of them stood in silence. Lu Huan sighed and decided to take charge. He grabbed Yu Baihan with one hand, took the medical record with the other, and opened it under his gaze.
The pages turned with a soft rustle.
As the lines of clear text met his eyes, Lu Huan’s expression grew more solemn. He read the final line.
Closing the medical record, Lu Huan turned to look at Yu Baihan. Their eyes met.
A single word, “prohibition,” was written in Lu Huan’s eyes, a final judgment.
Yu Baihan’s heart sank as he realized that the fun was over; “Drama” was gone.
In the somber atmosphere, a meek voice piped up from the side, “Can I go now?”
Both Yu Baihan and Lu Huan turned to look at Zhong Bingqi.
Zhong Bingqi, still clinging to the wall, appeared somewhat ghostly. He maintained a polite smile on his face, doing his best to uphold his last shred of dignity.
Both of them remained silent, unsure of how to respond.
Lu Huan stepped aside.
Zhong Bingqi straightened his attire, nodded politely, and left without hesitation.
Yu Baihan watched him exit with unsteady steps.
When Zhong Bingqi reached the door, he turned around, casting a meaningful glance at them, and said, “I once heard a piece of advice when I entered this profession. Advising others to study medicine… Well, never mind.”
Zhong Bingqi forced a bitter smile, as if mocking himself, and added, “I chose this profession myself.”
Having said his piece, he left without further delay.
“…”
In his white attire, Zhong Bingqi disappeared through the door.
Yu Baihan tugged at Lu Huan’s sleeve and asked cautiously, “Lu Huan, was I too harsh on Zhong’s medical staff?”
Lu Huan replied softly, “You should feel bad for him.”
“Ah…” Yu Baihan hung his head, somewhat embarrassed, and then suddenly felt a pinch on his cheek. He was surprised by Lu Huan’s gesture.
Lu Huan stared at him for a few seconds, his expression becoming stern. He pinched Yu Baihan’s cheek firmly and said, “Refrain from being impudent for at least half a month. Do you understand?”
Half a month!? Yu Baihan was taken aback.
Lu Huan seemed to contemplate his words before saying, “I… once… uh… three times… twice. How much is fine?”
Yu Baihan’s expression changed as he didn’t like the implications of this statement. He tried to take it back. “Wait, I didn’t mean it that way!”
Lu Huan stared at him for a few seconds and then gently placed the rebellious radish back in its pit, patting the loose soil over it. He advised, “Get some exercise.”
Yu Baihan slowly relented, saying, “Alright.”
…
It’s dinner time.
As they take their seats, they notice that the table is filled with nourishing dishes prepared according to Zhong Bingqi’s recipe.
Uncle Feng cheerfully introduces the spread of dishes, casting caring glances at Yu Baihan, saying, “Master Baihan, come on~”
Yu Baihan raises an eyebrow, looking at the dishes before him. The intention of nourishment is evident, seemingly mocking his earlier unnecessary actions.
While he observes the table, he hears Lu Huan’s soft laughter beside him.
The voice is gentle but quickly catches Yu Baihan’s attention. He turns his head, squinting slightly.
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It seems like Classmate Lu has lost some of his usual points.
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When Lu Huan returns from his shower, he lifts the quilt to climb into bed. Yu Baihan, who has been apart for five days, immediately snuggles into the familiar embrace.
Lu Huan reaches out to hold him, turns off the light, and lies down.
After five days without intimacy, Yu Baihan is now enveloped in a comforting warmth, smelling the faint scent of shower gel on Lu Huan’s skin. He can’t resist rubbing his cheeks against it.
The warmth and rhythm of their breaths blend together.
Lu Huan lowers his head, pressing his lips gently against Yu Baihan’s soft, black hair. He reaches out to touch his Adam’s apple, asking, “What have you been up to while I was away?”
Yu Baihan’s fingers trace Lu Huan’s Adam’s apple, which trembles slightly. He squeezes it and says, “What about trust in our relationship?”
Lu Huan pats him on the back, “Trust can be fragile, like glass.”
Yu Baihan: “…”
After a two-second pause, he quietly opens his mouth and gently nibbles on the Adam’s apple in front of him. His lips leave moist and hot kisses on it.
A muffled moan escapes from above.
Disheveled breaths fall on Yu Baihan’s hair, and Lu Huan’s arms behind him tighten gradually.
After a while, Lu Huan suddenly stops, turns over, and lies back on the bed. He reaches out to pull Yu Baihan into his arms.
He holds him tightly, and pats his back, and intimacy comes to an end.
Yu Baihan:?
He emerges from Lu Huan’s embrace and asks, “What are you doing?”
Lu Huan closes his eyes and replies, “Sleep.”
Yu Baihan:?
“What do you mean, sleep, when there’s still fire to quench?”
He reaches out to open Lu Huan’s closed eyelids, expressing his dissatisfaction. “Yu Baihan hasn’t…”
“I must remind you, don’t I?”
Lu Huan opens his eyes and gazes at him with a look that says ‘judgment.’ His eyes are burning, yet he remains restrained.
Yu Baihan:…
The restless radish is planted back in its pit.
Lu Huan holds him close and exhales a hot breath. “Stop being naughty and go to sleep.”
“Okay.” Yu Baihan buries himself in Lu Huan’s warm embrace for a while, gradually easing his desires, and closes his eyes reluctantly.
He mumbles, “Good night, abstinent Lu Huan.”
“…”
Lu Huan pinches his neck lightly. “Good night, cheeky Bai Han.”
Yu Baihan: …
—
The “abstinence” period stipulated by Lu Huan is half a month.
After three or four days of being on a vegetarian diet, Lu Huan persuaded Yu Baihan to exercise. After a few days, the once vigorous Yu Baihan gradually lost his energy.
On the morning of the fifth day, as Lu Huan was getting dressed after his shower, he suddenly felt arms wrapped around his waist.
Yu Baihan nestled behind him and took a deep breath.
Lu Huan turned to look at the furry head behind him and inquired, “What’s on your mind?”
A muffled voice responded, “Absorbing Yang Qi.”
Lu Huan chuckled softly, “Are you a spiritual radish?”
Yu Baihan arched from behind him, his eyes full of accusations.
Lu Huan paused for a moment, then carried him back to the bed and sat down, saying, “I’ll have Zhong Bingqi visit you once a week and follow the doctor’s advice.”
Yu Baihan looked surprised, “He didn’t resign?”
“…” Lu Huan explained, “I pay him well.”
Yu Baihan understood: He was just here for the money.
Just as he contemplated the power of money, a warm palm began rubbing his neck. A rush of electric sensations shot through him, and Yu Baihan raised his head slightly, trembling with desire, and asked, “Huh?”
Lu Huan lowered his head, rubbing him, and then leaned in to kiss his lips.
Their entangled ties hung between them, and their dark suit trousers knelt on the edge of the bed, creating a few neat creases.
With his heart pounding, Yu Baihan hugged Lu Huan’s shoulders.
Lost in the moment, he could sense the desire from Lu Huan that matched his own.
After a while, Lu Huan got up and exhaled deeply.
His calm and composed face was now flushed with desire. His lips were slightly pursed, and he reached out to adjust his belt.
Yu Baihan opened his eyes and saw the disheveled belt. His face turned red, and he asked, “Should I help you with that?”
Lu Huan took a deep breath. “No need.”
Before Yu Baihan could speak, Lu Huan questioned, “If we continue, can you restrain yourself?”
Yu Baihan tried to suppress his desires. He shifted away from the edge of the bed:
Even helping Lu Huan felt like too much.
Lu Huan glanced at him, then headed for the bathroom.
After more than 20 minutes, he emerged with cold water on his face and his clothes neatly arranged. “I’m heading out.”
Yu Baihan waved, torn between desire and frustration, and said, “Goodbye.”
The bedroom door clicked shut.
Yu Baihan rolled over on the bed, bitterly calculating: How many days are left!
…
After lunch, he continued reading.
His phone vibrated, and he received a message from He Yue on WeChat.
[He Yue]: Long time no see, would you like to come to the club? [winking emoji]
Considering that exercising at home had been rather dull for the past few days, Yu Baihan thought for a moment and then replied.
[Yu Er]: [OK] See you in the afternoon.
Before he left, he messaged Lu Huan.
Lu Huan replied with “OK” and mentioned that he would pick him up when he finished work.
Yu Baihan changed his clothes and had Hua Wu take him to the club.
He arrived at the club at two o’clock.
He Yue was practicing archery on the sidelines. When she spotted Yu Baihan, she set her bow and arrow aside and waved. “Come on in!”
Several familiar club members turned their heads, asking, “Baihan is here?”
Yu Baihan greeted them, and saw a few curious and inquisitive faces. He collected his equipment and walked over to He Yue’s side, asking, “Have you recruited new members?”
He Yue nodded, “Freshmen who just enrolled this year. You can officially join us next year when you enroll.”
Yu Baihan clasped his hands together, “I’ll keep that in mind.”
After some pleasantries, he turned to begin his practice.
After a while, Yu Baihan was able to consistently hit the bullseye without any difficulty. His lean, pale forearms flexed slightly during each shot, with graceful and fluid movements.
His bright, focused eyes remained fixed beyond the quivering bowstring.
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
After a few consecutive bullseye, Yu Baihan set down the bow and arrow, his dark hair brushing over his eyebrows, and his pale lips curved into a satisfied smile.
He felt the curious gazes from the sidelines, and He Yue, adopting a casual tone, remarked, “Did you all see that? Just like our senior Baihan.”
Yu Baihan turned to see He Yue pointing at him and demonstrating for the new members.
The freshmen watched in amazement and admiration, and He Yue eventually waved them back to their practice, saying, “Okay, okay, don’t just stand there staring at him.”
“……”
After guiding the new students to their practice areas, He Yue approached Yu Baihan with a happy smile. “Bringing you here was definitely the right call. You can see how the freshmen immediately gained so much energy.”
Yu Baihan squinted slightly, “So it’s not because you miss…”
He Yue playfully nudged him, “Oh, of course, I called you here because I haven’t seen you in a while, and I missed you!”
Yu Baihan generously forgave her, saying, “Alright.”
However, the advertising effect was indeed quite significant.
Thanks to Yu Baihan’s impressive archery demonstration in the club, none of the newcomers left early. They all adjusted their postures and practiced while stealing glances at Yu Baihan.
Around half-past five, Yu Baihan decided to stop.
Anticipating that Lu Huan would come to pick him up, he put away his equipment and sat on a rest chair by the door to wait. He also sent a message to Lu Huan.
[Yu Er]: Finished! [radish emoji.jpg]
Despite sending the message, several minutes passed without a reply from Lu Huan.
Yu Baihan stared at the radish emoji on the screen.
After practicing all afternoon, he was drenched in sweat, feeling like a dehydrated radish. With the lack of indulgence and moisture over the past few days, he truly felt like a withered radish.
As he continued to stare at his phone, he decided to turn off the screen.
Right after he did, He Yue approached and sat next to him, inquiring, “Are you okay? Why do you look so deflated?”
Yu Baihan downplayed it, “It might be due to the intense exercise.”
He Yue then changed the topic, “It would be great if you could become an official member of our club. Having you in a promotional video would definitely attract a lot of new members.”
Yu Baihan made a light-hearted promise, “I’ll do a photo shoot for you once I join the club next year.”
He Yue was thrilled with the deal, “Great! It’s a promise.”
After a brief pause, she moistened her lower lip and cautiously asked, “Then, could Senior Lu Huan also make an appearance?”
“In the promotional video?”
“Yeah, would that be possible?”
Yu Baihan fell into deep thought:
Is Lu Huan really the right person for a promotional video?
Video data might be the bane of Lu Huan’s existence…
Perhaps because the tired, dehydrated carrot couldn’t think straight, Yu Baihan’s face appeared pale at that moment, and his eyelashes drooped as if he had fallen asleep.
Unable to contain herself, He Yue patted him and asked, “Why are you feeling so down? Does this mean Senior Lu can’t do it?”
Yu Baihan was a bit taken aback.
He hesitated in refusing for Lu Huan. “Well, it might not be suitable.”
While he was speaking, the door beside him suddenly opened with a “click”!
Yu Baihan turned around and looked up, locking eyes with Lu Huan, his expression pleading for hydration.
Lu Huan gazed at him with lowered eyes:???
Yu Baihan:?
After a moment, he realized what had just happened: … Oh.
Poor deprived radish, exercising without reward…
Thank you so much
This chapter appears to be a repost of the previous chapter.
Fixed!
Chapter 60 and 61 seem to be duplicates. Please fix. Thanks ^-^
Fixed! Thanks for telling me <3