A half-open box of condoms laid forgotten on the floor.
Ye Fei’s eyes were hazed over, his skin flushed red. Several kiss marks littered his collarbone, and his thighs were still trembling. He was utterly spoiled; the visage of a wilted flower.
Yan Xiao turned his face and went in for a deep kiss.
His forelocks were utterly drenched in face, sticking onto his chiseled face. Several tooth marks could be found over his shoulder, and Ye Fei had left scratch marks over that tense yet smooth muscle. Yan Xiao’s eyes were furrowed, his body reeking of sexual satisfaction as he stared at Ye Fei with darkened eyes.
Ye Fei took some time to survey his husband, and eventually could not bear it anymore; he pushed Yan Xiao away. “You f*cking… want to kill me.”
“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao called his name with a calm and steady tone. He looked as if he were sitting in the office rather than lying on the bed. “Don’t swear.”
“You call this dirty?” Ye Fei raised his eyebrow and glanced at him with a half-smile, “Then pray tell me, what did President Yan just do?”
Yan Xiao looked down at him; before he grasped Ye Fei’s chin and dove in for another kiss.
“No more.” Ye Fei tilted his head to avoid the other’s lips, but it was in vain.
“Yan Xiao, scram…” His angry words were cut -off as they vanished between lips and teeth.
“Okay, okay,” Ye Fei was really afraid that it would set off another round of love-making. He took the opportunity to cling onto Yan Xiao’s shoulders and raised the white flag of surrender. “I’ve stopped, is this enough?”
Yan Xiao gently stroked his hair and kissed the corner of his lips before letting him go.
“Brother Yan,” Ye Fei took some time to recover before he indolently continued, “I want to take a bath.”
Even when he said that, he showed no inclination to get out of bed. Instead, he was carried into the bathroom by an obliging Yan Xiao.
When he came out, Ye Fei was sluggish and collapsed into his bed without a second thought. He did not even wait to change his bedsheets. Yan Xiao changed his sheets without a word, before he left his own room and followed Ye Fei into the latter’s.
When Yan Xiao came, Ye Fei felt a little movement and tucked himself into a comfortable posture, nestling into Yan Xiao’s arms. In that comfortable and large bed, the two people touched and entangled their legs, entwining their bodies together.
The next day, as soon as Ye Fei went to the company, Gu Ruijia caught him and insisted on taking pictures of him with his mobile phone.
Ye Fei posed, not forgetting to bait him, “Why, do you want to keep it as a family heirloom?”
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“Family heirloom your ass!” Gu Ruijia quickly took three shots before telling Ye Fei, “Do you think I love to see your face? It’s for promoting <<Super Time Redemption>>.”
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While <<Super Time Redemption>> was already having its own marketing team do its promotion, they had to do their part as the company producing the film. Though it was hard for Gu Ruijia to admit, there was something about Ye Fei’s face that appealed to the masses. Maybe a local tyrant would drop a ‘donation’ in order to exclusively screen their movie in some theaters for him.
Ye Fei shrugged. “It’s up to you.”
When Ye Fei turned on his computer, he deliberately glanced at the time in the upper right corner, only to realize that it was almost the end of the year. Before he knew it, he had been reborn for more than six months.
Though it was a short span of time, one-sixth of his remaining lifespan was gone. Ye Fei closed his eyes and did not know what to feel.
As he pondered, the phone in his pocket started to buzz. He whipped his phone out, and found that it was Yan Xiao. Ye Fei pressed to accept. “Brother Yan.”
“The genetic test results are out.” Yan Xiao spoke with a calm demeanor.
Ye Fei glanced at the busybody Gu Ruijia who was visibly eavesdropping, before standing up and walking out of the office. He found a corner where no one was around, and hummed, “Really?”
“There is no problem.” Yan Xiao stated matter-of-factly.
Generally speaking, four to six disease-causing genes will be tested for suspected ALS patients, or those with a family history of genetic disease. When Ye Fei had done his own check-up, all twenty-nine gene factors came up negative.
Although there are many susceptibility genes for ALS, even if all the pathogenic genes are negative, it does not mean that there is no possibility of getting the disease. However, combined with the results of the EMG, it can be concluded that he is in good health.
However, Ye Fei still insisted, “Though there is no problem now, there will definitely be in the future.”
His body was like the calm surface of the sea before a storm. Though it looked tranquil, there was a hidden turbulence underneath, ready to erupt at any time. In his last life, he had been given a shock upon seeing the results of the lumbar puncture. Ye Fei had been in regular health for the entire time, and did not even catch a cold during the flu season. How could he be suffering from ALS?
He went through the stages of denial, anger and despair before falling into acceptance.
“There will definitely be.” Yan Xiao repeated those four words thoughtfully.
“Brother Yan, believe me.” Ye Fei’s voice echoed in the empty corridor, lower than usual. “You’ll feel nauseous and start vomiting at first. Then, you’ll lose feeling in your four limbs, and can’t even stand up in the end.”
Ye Fei’s eyes were empty, his hand clenched unconsciously around his phone. “After that, you can’t even swallow. Or breathe.” His description was vivid, as though he had personally experienced it. Yan Xiao’s chest grew inexplicably tight at those bleak words, and he stood up to open the window.
“Don’t think about it.” He instructed Ye Fei. Ye Fei was taken aback by his tone, before he tearfully giggled and agreed.
In fact, he would never want to converse on such a depressing topic with Yan Xiao. Just as he was looking for another subject, Gu Ruijia approached him and told him the director Song Wen was looking for him urgently.
After talking to Yan Xiao, Ye Fei hung up and went to deal with company affairs.
Yan Xiao looked at the call log displayed, and prepared to consult Zhang Ningyuan, the director of Hedao Hospital, when his assistant knocked on the door and came in. “President Yan, we have found the information about Mr. Ye’s mother.”
He put a casefile on the desk, and displayed the information in it one by one. “I only found the time and hospital where she was diagnosed with ALS, but no diagnosis records.”
Fearing that Yan Xiao would attribute the lack of information to him, his assistant expounded, “The hospital will only keep the hospitalization records. President Ye’s mother was not hospitalized due to her ALS, thus I can’t find anything with regards to her diagnosis.”
ALS did not require hospitalization. Yan Xiao nodded, and picked up the records.
“This is the hospitalization record of President Ye’s mother a few days before her diagnosis. It should be a gastrointestinal problem. Look at the medical certificate, it says nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea.”
Yan Xiao’s eyes froze. During their conversation, Ye Fei had also said the words “nausea and vomiting” to him.
“But it’s a little strange,” the assistant pointed to the inscription on a piece of information, “President Yan, look, President Ye’s mother was treated for gastrointestinal treatment at Hedao Hospital; she stayed in the hospital for three days…”
He glanced at Yan Xiao’s face and saw that he had no intention of stopping him. “It stands to reason that the check for ALS should also be done at Hedao Hospital, so why did she go to Fengcheng University Affiliated Hospital for a subsequent check-up after she was discharged from Hedao?”
Yan Xiao had noticed this discrepancy. No matter how you looked at it, it was illogical. Fengcheng University Affiliated Hospital was a third-rate clinic at most; Hedao Hospital was more than a hundred times stronger. And it’s not like Ye Fei’s family could not afford better medical resources.
There was also another inconsistency; it took less than five months for Ye Fei’s mother to die from the point of diagnosis.
Ever since Ye Fei told him that he would get sick, Yan Xiao had studied ALS in private. While the five-year mortality rate of ALS is high, patients can basically survive for more than three years.
Five months, given that the Ye family was not short of money, was really too short. Inexplicably short. Yan Xiao read all the materials from beginning to end, before forwarding them to Zhang Ningyuan in the presence of the assistant.
“The initial symptoms of ALS?” Zhang Ningyuan did not expect Yan Xiao to ask such a question that he could find the answer with a quick search, and he repeated the question before declaring, “Most would experience weakened grips; a small number of people would feel their lower limbs being uncontrollable as well.”
“What else?”
“Muscle atrophy.” Zhang Ningyuan immediately said. This was not what Yan Xiao had intended to hear. He contemplated Zhang Ningyuan’s assertion before asking, “Will it cause stomach problems?”
“Huh?” Zhang Ningyuan shot back in disbelief, and immediately corrected his attitude, “No.”
ALS is a problem with the nervous system. What did it have to do with the digestive system? Zhang Ningyuan shook his head, thinking, this boss doesn’t have common sense.
“President Yan, I can assure you,” Zhang Ningyuan patted his chest, and professed, “This will never happen.”
Generally speaking, doctors were conservative when they talked. With Zhang Ningyuan’s statement, it was clear he was 100% positive. However, Zhang Ningyuan was afraid that Yan Xiao was unhappy with being refuted. Thus, he tried to make a joke about it. “For the digestive system and nervous system to have issues at the same time… Rather than ALS, it sounds more like heavy metal poisoning.”
“Signs of heavy metal poisoning include nausea, vomiting and diarrhea. The victims exhibit symptoms such as limb paralysis and limb weakness. While they do share similarities, a doctor can tell the difference.”
While Yan Xiao’s face continued to maintain its solemn expression, the pupils of his eyes dilated.
“Got it.” Yan Xiao thanked Zhang Ningyuan politely, and ended the call.
“Check on Ye Fei’s father’s social network for me.” Yan Xiao put away his phone, and calmly ordered the assistant. “Focus on his contacts at the Affiliated Hospital of Fengcheng University.”
His assistant was one who had seen big winds and waves. After hearing the call between his boss and the doctor, though his three views were shattered, he maintained an indifferent expression.
“Yes.” His assistant nodded, before bowing out of the office.
Yan Xiao lowered his head and scrutinized the documents again before pursing his lips.
When he conducted a background check on Ye Fei three years back, he found out about Father Ye’s bias for Ye Yao and his harshness against Ye Fei. However, Ye Fei still cared for the Ye family. Yan Xiao had done his best to suppress his discomfort and spent effort in buttressing up Dingyuan.
But the situation had changed.
Yan Xiao took out the little red book in his pocket and touched it lightly. Now he shared the same household as Ye Fei. With him around, no one else could bully Ye Fei.
Including his biological father and brother.
The author has something to say: About genetic testing for ALS, referred to MedWeb (Kangwang).
Thanks for the chapter. I called it looonnng ago
Wow. The Ye family is beyond trash and redemption. Yan xiao protect your precious hubby well!
I suspected poison from the beginning. His illness was simply toooo suspicious. Thanks for the chapter. Now I am wondering who did it. Was it the dad or stepmom who killed the mom and also YF🤔.
+1
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
I was sure that someting was off with this illness, but I didn’t thougt of poisoning for some reason~ Now, who did that? 🤔
Thank You for the new chapter (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) ♡
It sure looks a lot like old man Ye eliminated Ye Fei’s mother to get her money and remarry. Could he really have been planning to go after Yan Xiao’s fortune through Ye Fei next? So glad Ye Fei is not emotionally attached to his father and brother. If Yan Xiao’s on their trail they won’t be around much longer 😏.
Thanks ♡♡
This is why I get nervous when there is no autopsy. It’s become the norm since Covid to just brush off CoDs, at least in my country. Usually there’s nothing alarming in the circumstance, but you can never know.
Saw that poisoning from afar and I’m really glad it’s not ALS 😭
The real white eyed wolves all along were his biological family ( ｀皿´)ｷ!! How dare they frame Ye Fei, old hag Ye even poisoned his own wife that took him out the countryside??? Scum man pei pei pei
Hmmm I knew that the father-son pair had something to do with his death in the first life -_- normally, Ye Fei would probably notice something off and done research of the very disease that killed him, but his psychological shadow is too heavy for him to think straight😢
Also, just to clarify, ALS patients DO get stomach problems lol your digestive system is run by your nervous system, so they’re very much correlated;; though in terms of als, the problem if the lack digestive movements so vomiting is not a common symptoms
Well well.. I knew it. Those pests