TSBIR Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Fever

Song Yichen was worried that Shen Xingyang would develop a fever due to his injuries, so he stayed by Shen Xingyang’s side.

Sure enough, Shen Xingyang developed a high fever in the evening.

Song Yichen gave him medicine, but Shen Xingyang was still delirious, constantly calling out for Shen Jinjue, and occasionally a few calls for Song Yichen.

Song Yichen was quite surprised to hear his name from Shen Xingyang’s lips.

“Shen Xingyang, if you were awake, I wish you would call my name too.”

Song Yichen touched Shen Xingyang’s forehead, and only relaxed and lay down next to Shen Xingyang after confirming that it wasn’t that hot anymore.

“It’s not like I’m taking advantage of you, I’m just afraid you’ll burn your brain out.”

After Song Yichen finished speaking, he got into Shen Xingyang’s quilt without any psychological pressure, and naturally hugged the feverish Shen Xingyang into his arms.

The next day, Shen Xingyang was so thirsty that he woke up early. He moved his body, wanting to get a drink of water.

As a result, he suddenly felt something pressing against him from behind, and the hand around his waist was holding him very tightly. Only then did he realize that he was being held in Song Yichen’s arms.

His whole body was tightly held by Song Yichen, and something hard was pressing against his lower back. Because he was held so tightly, he could clearly feel the heat from behind.

Shen Xingyang’s face flushed red, and he wanted to pry Song Yichen’s hand away. As a result, Song Yichen seemed to wake up. Shen Xingyang panicked a little, but Song Yichen just moved, pulling Shen Xingyang’s waist even closer to himself, and uncomfortably rubbed his lower back.

“Don’t move.”

Shen Xingyang suddenly pushed Song Yichen away, his entire face as red as something cooked. He hurriedly got out of bed.

Song Yichen was now fully awake and realized what had happened, and immediately felt extremely embarrassed.

“That…I can explain.”

Shen Xingyang glanced at him, not saying anything, as if waiting for his explanation.

As a result, Song Yichen racked his brains, but couldn’t think of any explanation, and could only helplessly scratch his hair.

“Sorry, I don’t know how it happened… I’m not usually like this, no, that’s not right…”

Song Yichen wanted to slap himself, why did it feel like he was making it worse.

The redness on Shen Xingyang’s face hadn’t faded, and when he heard Song Yichen’s words, his entire ears turned red.

“It’s…it’s okay, normal physiological phenomenon, I can understand. I’ll go wash up first, you can sleep a little longer!”

Shen Xingyang almost ran into the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and didn’t react for a long time.

He recalled last night, when Song Yichen had gotten into his bed.

He couldn’t remember. Shen Xingyang irritably patted his aching forehead: “Forget it, I don’t want to think about it.”

Song Yichen lowered his head irritably. Although he knew how much he liked Shen Xingyang, it shouldn’t be to the point that he couldn’t even control this, right!

Song Yichen, you useless thing, you’re embarrassing yourself!

Song Yichen pinched the bridge of his nose. He dared to swear that he had never encountered such an embarrassing thing. Why was he acting like a hooligan?

During breakfast, the atmosphere between the two was extremely awkward. Shen Xingyang didn’t even dare to look up at Song Yichen.

Song Yichen couldn’t stand this awkward scene anymore and coughed.

“Does your injury still hurt?”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Shen Xingyang thought of his injury, and then of this morning. Fortunately, Song Yichen didn’t touch his back, otherwise he would have cried out in pain, making it even more awkward.

“That’s good.”

After saying this, the two fell silent again.

It wasn’t until Shen Xingyang left for the company first that Song Yichen couldn’t eat anymore. He really overestimated himself, actually thinking of lying in the same bed with Shen Xingyang.

Now it’s good, Shen Xingyang probably doesn’t even want to talk to him anymore. He wondered what Shen Xingyang would think of him in his heart.

“Bro, what did you say? You’re withdrawing Shen Jinyu’s medical team?”

Gu Ze couldn’t believe it. The Song family and the Shen family had been cooperating for so many years. How could they suddenly withdraw Shen Jinyu’s medical team? Weren’t they afraid that people would come knocking on their door?

Song Yichen was too lazy to pay attention to the flustered Gu Ze and was still sorting out the messy pile of documents on his desk.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Gu Ze asked suspiciously. Shen Jinyu rarely returned to Mu City, so the two shouldn’t have any grudges.

Song Yichen’s eyes darkened. He looked displeased whenever he heard that name.

“Can’t I hate stupidity? Ignoring his own younger brother, but attacking his own younger brother for the sake of a mistress’s son. I wouldn’t feel comfortable entrusting the medical team to someone like that.”

He was indeed stupid. Shen Jinlin was obviously a brainless idiot. How could anyone believe that he had secured those contracts for the Shen Corporation?

He even wholeheartedly believed that Shen Xingyang used shady means to frame Shen Jinlin. With Shen Jinlin’s brain, he would jump into a pit as soon as it was dug for him. Was there even a need to painstakingly plot against him?

It was Shen Jinlin who drugged Shen Xingyang, wanting Shen Xingyang to die. Who was more disgusting? It seemed only Shen Jinyu didn’t know.

No wonder the two were so close. They were both equally brainless.

“What? Shen Jinyu attacked Shen Xingyang? How did he Shen Xingyang?”

Gu Ze looked puzzled, but he was also quite shocked that his always calm and collected cousin would make some irrational decisions for the sake of others.

You must know, Song Yichen always prioritized interests and the Song family. Withdrawing Shen Jinyu’s medical team, the Shen family couldn’t possibly not blame them.

“What’s it to you? I’m busy. If you have nothing to do, go out and don’t be idle all day long.”

Song Yichen only felt annoyed. If Gu Ze had half of Song Qingyang’s awareness, he wouldn’t have to watch over Gu Ze every day. It’s not like he was very free.

“No, bro, let’s not talk about this. Let’s talk about the progress of your relationship with Shen Xingyang. Have you confessed?”

It was fine if he didn’t say this, but as soon as he said this, Song Yichen was filled with irritability. After what happened this morning, Shen Xingyang’s impression of him was probably even worse.

“Bro, you have to say it early, otherwise if this continues, you’ll really become good brothers and good friends. You can’t hesitate any longer.”

Gu Ze was extremely anxious. Now, Song Yichen was the only one around him who was still single. Look at Song Qingyang, his child was already so old, but Song Yichen, as his older brother, was still single.

“It’s not the time yet.”

Song Yichen frowned and said perfunctorily, appearing a little guilty.

“Bro, don’t make excuses. You’re just afraid that Shen Xingyang will ignore you after you say it. The current Shen Xingyang is not the little white rabbit he used to be in front of you. If he doesn’t like you, he’ll probably really reject you.”

Gu Ze directly said the worries in Song Yichen’s heart. Song Yichen’s thoughts were guessed, and he was speechless.

“But bro, how old is Shen Xingyang? Not even twenty-five! Take a look at you, you’re almost thirty! Will people still be able to stand you by then?”

“Gu Ze.”

Song Yichen gritted his teeth and called out Gu Ze’s name, looking at Gu Ze with a dangerous smile.

Gu Ze realized what he had just said and quickly covered his mouth.

“Bro, I was just talking nonsense, don’t mind it.”

Gu Ze said, fearing that Song Yichen would hit him, and quickly walked out, complaining about his thoughtless mouth as he walked.

Song Yichen frowned and thought about Shen Xingyang. It seemed that he was indeed a few years older than him. He was already twenty-eight. Would Shen Xingyang really dislike him for being old?

“It’s just four or five years older, right?”

Song Yichen muttered in a low voice, extremely unhappy. He was almost thirty. Now that he thought about it, he really couldn’t delay any longer. If he delayed any longer, he would be old.

It was originally nothing, but what if Shen Xingyang disliked him then? Song Yichen irritably pinched his aching temples.

How was he also starting to have age anxiety? It was all Gu Ze’s fault. That mouth couldn’t say a single pleasant thing.