ASSHKHME Chapter 128
by VolareChapter 128: Needs a Lot of Love
March in New York is entering spring, the temperature has just warmed up, but it still carries a bit of piercing cold.
The professor assigned a new practical project, and Chen Zhuo, as the team leader, had to coordinate the overall situation.
He left early and returned late every day, so busy that he didn’t even have time for a nap.
In addition, it was the peak season for colds due to the changing weather. Unfortunately, he caught one, and his temperature soared to 39 degrees Celsius, scaring Yang Fan into calling an ambulance.
Dazed with fever, Chen Zhuo grabbed his wrist and weakly said, “Don’t! An ambulance ride costs over a thousand American dollars, like robbery. I’m fine, just get me some antipyretic medicine.”
Not only are the medical procedures complicated abroad, but the medical expenses are also extremely expensive. Even with medical insurance, it’s still a considerable expense. An ambulance is even more outrageously priced. These international students usually endure minor ailments as much as they can, and only go to the hospital when they really can’t bear it anymore.
Yang Fan slapped his forehead and quickly went to find antipyretic medicine. “Zhuo’er, will you be okay just taking medicine?”
Chen Zhuo swallowed the medicine with warm water, feeling cold all over, and curled up in the quilt, “I have a good constitution, it’s not a big problem, I’ll sleep for a while.”
Being in a foreign country, everything is inconvenient. Yang Fan didn’t dare to go out and stayed in the dormitory to watch over Chen Zhuo, checking his temperature from time to time.
The phone next to Chen Zhuo’s pillow kept popping up with messages, and Yang Fan glanced at them. They were all from Xie Yu.
Chen Zhuo hadn’t had time to tell Xie Yu about his illness. Before Yang Fan could call Xie Yu, Xie Yu’s call came first: “Hey, Fanzi, where’s Xiao Zhuo’er? Why hasn’t he replied to my messages?”
Yang Fan touched Chen Zhuo’s forehead with the back of his hand, the temperature didn’t seem to have gone down. “Your wife has a fever, I don’t know if it’s a cold or the flu. He just took an antipyretic pill, and he’s sleeping now.”
When Xie Yu heard this, he became anxious. “How high is the fever?”
Yang Fan said, “Thirty-nine degrees. He took the medicine half an hour ago, and he still feels very hot.”
“It’s already thirty-nine degrees and you still haven’t taken him to the hospital? And you’re still touching him,” Xie Yu paced back and forth in the living room, frowning. “It’s troublesome to see a doctor in New York, but keep an eye on him. I’ll have Qi Zi bring a doctor over. Feed him some water, call him, don’t let the fever make him faint.”
The lump wrapped in the quilt moved, Chen Zhuo’s eyes were teary from the fever. He reached out, took Yang Fan’s phone, “I’m not fainting. Your voice woke me up even across the Pacific Ocean… I’m fine, I can handle it.”
Xie Yu ruffled his hair. “Handle my ass! Honestly wait in the dormitory, drink more water. I’ll book the earliest flight to see you.”
The next afternoon, Chen Zhuo, who was lying on the bed in a private hospital receiving an IV drip, opened his eyes and saw Xie Yu sitting by the bed.
He had just recovered from the fever, his mind was still a little unclear, and he had just woken up, so he had a bit of a spoiled tone. “Husband, why are you here?”
Yang Fan, a single straight man who was peeling an apple in the ward, was so frightened that he trembled. God, Jesus, is this still his roommate whose mouth is more poisonous than a heartbreak grass? The filter shattered all over the floor.
This was too much for a straightforward Northeastern guy to handle. Yang Fan couldn’t wait to plug his ears with cotton, and coughed heavily twice to indicate that there were other people in the room, and please, you two gay men, pay attention to the impact.
Xie Yu turned to look at him.
Yang Fan understood, took a bite of the apple, and exaggeratedly said, “Oh, I suddenly remembered that my architectural model is not finished yet, Zhuo’er, I’m leaving first.”
Chen Zhuo was only focused on looking at Xie Yu and really forgot about this good brother who was accompanying him. Remembering what he had just said, he was very embarrassed. “Thank you for your trouble, Fanzi. I’ll treat you to dinner when I get back.”
Yang Fan waved his hand, “Hey, good brothers don’t say such polite things. I’m leaving, goodbye.”
Only the two of them were left in the single room. Chen Zhuo looked at the dark circles under Xie Yu’s eyes with heartache. “Didn’t you sleep all night? I’m fine. I’m not a child. It’s just a fever, and you came all the way here.”
Xie Yu pinched Chen Zhuo’s cheek. “I slept on the plane. You had a fever of thirty-nine degrees and you say you’re fine? It can be fatal if it’s serious.”
Chen Zhuo immediately pulled up the quilt to cover his mouth and nose, and cautiously said, “I don’t have the flu, do I? Don’t get so close to me, or you’ll get infected.”
The pair of deep black eyes under Xie Yu’s sharp brow bones were tinged with a smile. He pulled down Chen Zhuo’s quilt and covered him well, then lowered his head and touched his lips. “It’s just a common seasonal cold, it’s not contagious. You’ll be fine after the IV drip.”
Only then did Chen Zhuo feel relieved. He held Xie Yu’s hand and was very touched.
More than 15,000 kilometers, the plane has to fly for thirteen hours, and he just took a nap, and Xie Yu appeared in front of him.
This not only requires a lot of money, but also requires a lot, a lot of love.
Xie Yu took his temperature, and it had returned to normal. “I found you a new house, very close to your school. Before I go back to China, I will also find a cook for you. You honestly move in.”
Chen Zhuo was surprised. “Ah? Why did you suddenly find me a house? I really don’t need it. I’ve already adapted to the environment here.”
Xie Yu reached out and flicked his forehead, pretending to be angry. “You don’t need it? I heard Yang Fan say that you’ve been eating very little these days. It’s because you’re not getting enough nutrition that you get a cold so easily. The flesh on your face is gone. You’re so busy every day, and if you don’t eat well, how can your body handle it? Do you want me to fly back and forth every day? Let me worry less.”
Chen Zhuo moved his lips, “But…”
Xie Yu interrupted him, “But what? Don’t say but. You’re now my parents’ approved daughter-in-law. Besides, aren’t my parents’ money my money? Although Ning Ning took half of it, it’s more than enough to support you. Since I have the ability to let you live better, and you’re still suffering here, how can I feel comfortable?”
Xie Yu squeezed Chen Zhuo’s palm and said softly, “Be good, eat well, take care of your body, so I can rest assured, okay?”
Chen Zhuo was immersed in Xie Yu’s extraordinarily gentle voice. “Okay then, I’ll share the money I earn with you in the future.”
“What do you mean share with me?” Capitalist Little Xie raised his eyebrows. “Do you still want to keep some for yourself as private money?”
Chen Zhuo laughed. “I’ll give it all to you, okay?”
Xie Yu curled his lips. “That’s more like it.”
On the first day of his discharge from the hospital, Chen Zhuo went through the check-out procedures and moved his luggage into the residence arranged by Xie Yu.
Yang Fan benefited from him and also moved, living a good life where he could eat three Chinese meals a day.
He was moved to tears and said that he would definitely warmly support this great group of gay men.
Chen Zhuo said, thank you, but it’s not necessary.
People can’t live without eating and sleeping. With delicious food, Chen Zhuo felt particularly energetic even when staying up late to draw.
Chen Zhuo’s team’s work won another award, and his personal design works also achieved good results, and received olive branches from many well-known companies, inviting him to develop in their companies after graduation, all of which were politely rejected by Chen Zhuo.
Chen Zhuo will not stay, he will return to his little island.