TSBIR Chapter 36
by VolareShen Xingyang looked at Song Yichen on top of him, feeling inexplicably nervous.
Song Yichen kissed him gently, telling him not to be afraid, and said all sorts of affectionate words, his movements extremely gentle.
Shen Xingyang had never felt that this kind of thing could be anything but torment; he looked at Song Yichen and felt like he was drowning in his gentleness.
Before it was over, Shen Xingyang’s mind was a blur when a ringtone, his favorite music, sounded.
He opened his eyes abruptly, and in an instant, those seductive scenes vanished.
Shen Xingyang gasped for breath, his face burning. He touched his hot face and ears.
Thinking of something, he opened the door and checked to make sure Song Yichen hadn’t woken up yet, then took off his medical wristband and went to the bathroom.
In the morning, Shen Xingyang was too guilty to look at Song Yichen and kept his head down while drinking his milk.
“Why did you take off your wristband this morning?”
Shen Xingyang choked on his milk and coughed for a long time before he recovered.
“Did you do something bad? Why are you so guilty?”
Song Yichen handed him a glass of warm water and asked with a smile.
“No, I just took it off to charge it.”
Shen Xingyang didn’t want Song Yichen to feed him; he took the water himself, turned his head, and took a sip.
Song Yichen seemed to accept his explanation, nodded, and didn’t say anything else.
Later, throughout the whole process, Song Yichen didn’t mention Shen Xingyang taking off his wristband, and Shen Xingyang thought it had passed.
“Xiao Qi is here to pick me up; I’m leaving now.”
Shen Xingyang put on his coat, ready to leave.
“Shen Xingyang.”
Song Yichen called out to him, stepped forward, and kissed Shen Xingyang before letting him go.
Not long after Shen Xingyang left, Song Yichen went to the hospital.
Mu Xun had seen the message in the group chat that night, but he was too busy to ask about it. He couldn’t let it go today.
He went to Song Yichen’s office as soon as he got off work. “Song, I heard you’re with Shen Xingyang.”
Song Yichen knew that as soon as he told Gu Ze, everyone would know.
But he was happy; he wanted everyone to know.
“Yeah.”
Mu Xun nodded, then coughed deliberately, pretending to be serious.
“Doctor Song, didn’t you say you were a professional? Who said you wouldn’t fall in love with your patients?”
Song Yichen suppressed a smile. How could these people remember his words so clearly? Were they deliberately trying to embarrass him?
Song Yichen rested his chin on his hand, looking nonchalant.
“What rule says doctors and patients can’t date? Since there’s no such rule, I’m still a professional.”
Mu Xun was shocked by Song Yichen’s ever-changing demeanor and gave him a look of disgust.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, our Director Song doesn’t even acknowledge his own words anymore. After falling in love, you’ve learned to lie through your teeth, haven’t you?”
Mu Xun teased Song Yichen with a smile. No one had ever said that doctors and patients couldn’t date.
It was Song Yichen himself who had made that remark in an attempt to distance himself from Shen Xingyang, and now he was denying it.
Men in love were indeed impressive; they even learned to change their faces.
Song Yichen thought for a moment and said seriously,
“The person who said that was the old Song Yichen. Go argue with the old Song Yichen; why are you bothering me?”
Song Yichen wished he could make all these people lose their memories and forget what he had said before.
How was he to know that he would come to love Shen Xingyang so much?
He should have been less absolute in his words before; this was retribution.
“Song, you’re really wasted being a doctor; you’re more suited to be a lawyer.”
Mu Xun was speechless. He never expected Song Yichen to be like this.
Mu Xun didn’t keep asking about it and left after saying a few words.
Song Yichen smiled, took out his phone, looked at the battery level of the wristband displayed on the screen, and shook his head.
“What to do if my boyfriend has a little secret?”
Shen Xingyang really couldn’t lie at all; he looked so guilty that it was obvious something was up.
But it was normal to have secrets, and Song Yichen wouldn’t give Shen Xingyang no space at all.
Thinking this, Song Yichen put his phone back down and continued working.
“Ayang, are you catching a cold again?”
Xiao Qi, following Shen Xingyang’s instructions, bought antipyretics. As he handed them to Shen Xingyang, he frowned and asked.
Shen Xingyang nodded helplessly. “A bit of a low fever.”
Sure enough, his body couldn’t handle even a little pleasure. It was the same in his previous life; every time Yin Yan spent the night with him, he would run a fever for a while.
This time, it was okay; it was just a common low fever. He was used to running fevers and didn’t feel particularly uncomfortable, just a little sleepy, which was still affecting his work.
If it hadn’t affected his work, he wouldn’t have bothered Xiao Qi to buy him medicine.
“I remember you used to have continuous low fevers all the time. I haven’t seen you have a low fever in a long time in the past six months.”
Shen Xingyang nodded. Yes, since Song Yichen took over his treatment, the frequency of his colds and fevers had decreased a lot.
He felt more energetic overall and felt that his work was going smoothly.
He received a call from Song Yichen before he even started lunch.
He almost forgot that the wristband would display his temperature; Song Yichen must have known he had a low fever.
“Song Yichen, I’m fine. I just took the medicine and I feel much better now.”
Before Song Yichen could speak, Shen Xingyang knew what he was going to say.
“Okay, don’t take medicine indiscriminately. Do you remember what I sent you before?”
Shen Xingyang’s body was unique, and he couldn’t take ordinary medicine casually. Shen Xingyang was also careless and didn’t care, taking whatever he wanted before.
This caused his illness to never improve. Yin Yan was also inconsiderate and let Shen Xingyang do as he pleased, no wonder various treatments were ineffective.
“I remember, I already took it.”
“Okay, don’t work overtime today; come home early.”
“Okay.”
Song Yichen hung up after instructing him. He knew that Shen Xingyang was a workaholic, and he definitely wouldn’t agree to take leave unless his illness was severe.
In the evening, Shen Xingyang did leave work early. Without saying a word, Song Yichen took him into the room and gave him a thermometer.
“Tell me, what did you do today when you took off your wristband?”
Shen Xingyang hadn’t taken out the thermometer yet. His face was flushed because of the fever, and also possibly because of Song Yichen’s words.
Seeing Shen Xingyang like this, Song Yichen was sure that he was right. He suppressed a smile and looked at Shen Xingyang.
“Shen Xingyang, you’re getting bold, aren’t you?”
Shen Xingyang wanted to find a hole to crawl into. Why was Song Yichen always so shrewd? He knew everything.
“Annoying! I don’t want to talk to you anymore; how do you know everything?”
Shen Xingyang covered his face; his lifelong reputation was ruined.
Knowing that he had teased him too much, Song Yichen quickly squatted down and took Shen Xingyang’s hand.
“That won’t do. You can’t just say you don’t want to talk anymore! Let me tell you, you can’t get rid of me.”
After Song Yichen said this, he pinched Shen Xingyang’s hot face, gently rubbed it; how could his boyfriend be so cute?
“Shen Xingyang, next time, just come to me directly. What are boyfriends for?”
Shen Xingyang looked at the gentle Song Yichen and felt even more embarrassed. Song Yichen was still sleeping at the time; he wasn’t crazy enough to wake Song Yichen up to help him.
“But you didn’t let me help you either.”
Hearing this, Song Yichen flicked Shen Xingyang’s forehead. “You know I wouldn’t bear to let you help me! Can our situations be the same? I have a sense of proportion, but what about you? Don’t you know your own body?”
“So stupid, even trying to steal a little pleasure like that. There better not be a next time, Shen Xingyang. You need to be aware of your responsibilities as a boyfriend.”
Song Yichen took his hand, lowered his head, and gently kissed it.
Shen Xingyang felt like he was struck by lightning; how could Song Yichen be so good at flirting?
“I understand.”
“The thermometer, let me see.”
Song Yichen felt that if this continued, Shen Xingyang would die of embarrassment. Sure enough, Shen Xingyang was completely blank in terms of relationships, as pure as could be.
Shen Xingyang felt as if he had been liberated and quickly took out the thermometer.
Song Yichen looked at it and nodded.
“It’s okay, just a little low fever. Take some medicine before bed later.”
“Okay.”
After Song Yichen finished speaking, he put the thermometer back and turned to look at Shen Xingyang.
“Shen Xingyang, no matter what, you can’t take off the wristband, or I’ll be very worried.”
This morning, as soon as he got up, he saw the notification on his phone saying that Shen Xingyang had taken off the wristband. Fortunately, he hadn’t taken it off for long before putting it back on.
It was okay when he was at home, but if Shen Xingyang took off the wristband outside, he would probably be worried to death.
If he took it off to charge, his phone would notify him, and Song Yichen would know.
“Okay, I’ll remember.”
Shen Xingyang agreed to Song Yichen without hesitation, looking very obedient. Song Yichen loved him like this and couldn’t help but go up and kiss his forehead again.
“Don’t tempt me.”
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