Chapter 98 P - Sick

The cozy and relaxing weekend has passed, and back at school, another ordinary yet busy week begins. That's just how school life is—completely devoid of fun. Aside from wanting to blow up the school, there's nothing new to do.

Temperatures in the Jiangnan region are always unpredictable during seasonal transitions, fluctuating between 30 and 20 degrees Celsius. One day it can be summer, and the next it can be deep autumn.

With the flu outbreak, students in the class fell ill one after another, and the school clinic was overflowing with patients.

Chu Beiling, who rarely gets sick and is as strong and energetic as an ox, suddenly fell ill without warning.

In the past, they would get up an hour earlier to review their humanities studies. During this period, the high intensity of studying and drawing was really tough.

Xing Yu decided to let Chu Beiling sleep a little longer, so he didn't wake him and leaned against the railing, quietly memorizing vocabulary words.

Even after the reveille sounded, Chu Beiling still hadn't gotten up. Xing Yu reached out and patted him, but as soon as he touched Chu Beiling's back, he was burned by the scorching heat.

Xing Yu's heart sank, and he quickly touched the other man's forehead and then his own neck.

"Fanfan, wake up, you have a fever, let's go to the school clinic." After shaking him for a while without any response, Xing Yu stepped onto Chu Beiling's bed, helped him up, and gently patted his face: "Fanfan."

Still half asleep, Xu Tunan sat up, his brain not fully activated, and squinted at the two of them: "What's wrong?"

Xing Yu had never seen Chu Beiling so worried before. He remained relatively calm, and seeing that he couldn't wake her up, he quickly called Xu Tunan: "Tutu, come and help me."

By this time, Xu Tunan was fully awake and jumped to their bedside, asking, "What's going on?"

Xing Yu placed his finger on his pulse: "It should be a fever and fainting, but I... I'm not sure."

The two boys couldn't get a tall, long-legged boy down from the top bunk, but luckily the others woke up at that moment.

Xu Tunan called Ke Jincheng and Ni Wenxuan over to help, while he climbed up to the upper bunk to help Xing Yu.

Ni Wenxuan and Xue Ziang were the closest of friends. When he was pulled away by him, Xu Tunan was so angry that he cursed, "Damn it, what do you mean by this, class monitor?"

Xing Yu's attention was entirely on Chu Beiling, and he didn't want to waste any more words: "You go down, I'll try to carry you down."

Xu Tunan gritted his teeth, got out of bed, and planned to settle accounts with Xue Ziang after dealing with Chu Beiling's matter.

Xing Yu reached through Chu Beiling's limbs, lifted him up horizontally, and knelt down to move towards the railing.

The bunk beds in the school were cramped and the space to move around was small. The two people standing below spread their arms to protect each other, afraid that they would both fall off the bed if they were not careful.

Ke Jincheng: "Ayu, be careful."

Xing Yu: "You guys take this."

Xu Tunan: "Don't worry, you won't fall."

At this moment, Chu Beiling suddenly started coughing, coughing fiercely and violently, and trembling violently. Xing Yu was startled and quickly carried him back.

Chu Beiling pointed to her throat, then grabbed Xing Yu's collar and babbled for a long time without uttering a single word. Instead, she coughed even more violently because of his words, producing physiological tears and turning her whole body red.

"Don't speak yet," Xing Yu said. "Tutu, could you please bring me my water cup?"

Xu Tunan quickly went to the desk, grabbed a water cup, and handed it to him.

Chu Beiling took several gulps of water and finally stopped coughing, but the flush and tear stains on her face did not completely fade.

Xing Yu asked, "Can you get down?"

His head felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. After a moment's reaction, Chu Beiling nodded and said, "Yes, it should be fine." His voice was hoarse and weak.

Xing Yu: "Get up, let's go to the infirmary."

After confirming that everything was alright, Xu Tunan and Ke Jincheng went to wash up. Chu Beiling turned over and stepped onto the middle staircase, but his leg gave way and he missed a step. Xing Yu caught him and made sure his foot touched the ground before letting go.

Xing Yu got out of bed and said to Xue Ziang, "Class monitor, could you please arrange for us to have early morning self-study? Thank you."

When Xue Ziang woke up in the morning, he felt dizzy. He knew he also had a fever, so he said coldly, "Ni Wenxuan and I also need to go to the infirmary. You two go find the vice class monitor."

Upon hearing this, Xing Yu sent a message to the deputy squad leader.

The deputy squad leader quickly replied: 【Okay.】

Xing Yu put away his phone, turned around, and disappeared: "Chu Beiling."

Ke Jincheng came out of the restroom: "He's brushing his teeth."

He could barely stand, yet he still had the energy to tidy himself up. Xing Yu felt both amused and helpless, and went to the restroom to catch him.

Perhaps because it was so early in the morning, sick students who wanted to skip class wouldn't come at this time. Therefore, at this time, the school clinic only had the four of them from their dormitory.

Teacher Liu took their temperatures and confirmed that there were no drug allergies. She said, "Sit over here and let's do a skin test first."

Chu Beiling discussed with Teacher Liu: "Can we skip the injection?!"

“Your fever has reached 41.2 degrees Celsius; you must get a fever-reducing injection,” said Teacher Liu.

Chu Beiling made a desperate attempt: "Can't I take medicine instead of injections?"

Teacher Liu handed me a fever reducer: "Take this fever reducer first."

Before Chu Beiling could even get excited, Teacher Liu announced, "You need to take the fever reducer and you need the injection. You can't escape either of them."

"..." he said plaintively, "Teacher, why do you talk without taking a breath?"

Teacher Liu had a deep memory of him. She glanced at him and smiled: "You child, it doesn't matter that you're covered in bumps from falling, and you don't care that much about your face allergy. You even bargained with me when you had a high fever, but you got really worried when you hurt your hand. How adorable you are."

Chu Beiling muttered, "I'm an artist, so of course my hands are the most important."

Teacher Liu said, "What did you say?"

Xing Yu chimed in from the side, "Listen to the teacher, don't be stubborn."

Chu Beiling pouted: "Fine, let's fight then."

Seeing his heroic appearance, Teacher Liu couldn't help but smile and took his hand, saying, "I'll be gentle."

The moment the alcohol swab touched his skin, Chu Beiling's Adam's apple bobbed. "Teacher, I..."

The next second, a pair of icy hands covered his eyes, blocking his vision.

Once the slight pain subsided, Xing Yu released his grip.

Chu Beiling lowered her eyes, her hand holding a small bump left from the skin test.

Teacher Liu said with a smile, "Look how good your classmate is. He knows you're afraid of injections, so he even covered your eyes."

How could Chu Beiling admit that? "No, no, who's afraid of injections?" He looked up at Xing Yu: "I'm not afraid, I just can't sit still."

The morning sunlight streamed through the half-open blinds, casting long, thin streaks of light into the disinfectant-scented room.

Xing Yu's eyes held flickering light. "Hmm, you're not afraid, you just can't sit still."

It would have been better not to say anything at all.

Chu Beiling turned his face away in embarrassment, refusing to look at Xing Yu. It was really embarrassing that he, a grown man, was afraid of injections.

After waiting for more than ten minutes and confirming that everything was fine, Chu Beiling started an IV drip, which took three bottles and would last for three days. He felt like he should just find a block of tofu and smash his head against it.

Xing Yu told him, "I'm going back to the classroom now. If it's not ready by noon, I'll come and bring you lunch."

Chu Beiling nodded obediently: "Okay."

Xing Yu and Ni Wenxuan, who had accompanied him, left, leaving only him and Xue Ziang in the infusion area of ​​the infirmary.

During the long IV drip, Chu Beiling was quite bored, so she took out her phone and started drawing. Xue Ziang, who was next to her, had his head down and was chatting with someone.

Their relationship was so-so, and since they were both busy with their own things, they only chatted briefly about asking for leave and then didn't say anything more.

Around noon, Xing Yu brought over lunch and ate with him: "Are you feeling better?"

Chu Beiling nodded, then shook her head: "Much better."

After receiving two large IV drips, he now desperately needs to go to the restroom, and the urge is becoming increasingly intense.

Chu Beiling hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist his physical desires. He tugged at Xing Yu's sleeve and said, "Could you... come with me to the restroom?"

The air froze for a moment, then Xing Yu stood up, picked up his medicine bottle, and said, "Let's go."

With an IV in one hand, Chu Beiling found it difficult to move around. When he got to the restroom, the feeling of being unable to move freely made him extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

Although he and Xing Yu were very close and did many intimate things, that was when they were emotionally charged.

Even in front of him... Chu Beiling still felt ashamed.

An unspeakable shame.

Just then, Xing Yu casually asked, "Do you need any help?"

Chu Beiling exploded like a firework, scattering and falling in all directions, leaving a complete mess.

"No, no need, I can manage on my own," Chu Beiling said stiffly for a moment, then in a voice barely above a mosquito's buzz, "Don't look, turn around."

Xing Yu's laughter was muffled, emanating a nonchalant air from his chest: "Really not needed? You can do it with one hand!"

He should have been fine if he hadn't laughed, because his laughter made Chu Beiling even more embarrassed: "No, no need, I can, you, you, you turn around."

"Oh, if you don't want to look, then don't." Xing Yu chuckled and turned his face away.

Chu Beiling gritted her teeth in shame and anger, and stomped on his foot: "Shut up."

This guy was incredibly wicked; his chest trembled slightly as he laughed: "Alright, alright, I'll shut up."

Working with one hand was indeed not very flexible; the fabric was stuck at his hip bone, and his embarrassed and struggling shadow was reflected in the white tiles. He could also hear Xing Yu's lazy laughter, as if he was deliberately waiting for him to speak.

Chu Beiling wanted to crawl into a hole; it was too embarrassing, utterly too embarrassing.

Pulling it down is easy, but pulling it up is difficult.

After satisfying his physical needs, Chu Beiling couldn't get it done no matter what he did. He vented his anger by pulling on his pants and even kicked the cubicle door, but nothing worked.

"Have you laughed enough?" Chu Beiling gritted his teeth.

Xing Yu said slowly, "No boyfriend perks, and I'm not even allowed to laugh?!"

Chu Beiling gritted her teeth, so angry that she wanted to pounce on Xing Yu and bite him ten or eight times, but then she thought that if she pounced on him, her pants would fall down, which would be even more embarrassing. So she could only hold her breath and fight wits with the fabric.

As a result, the fabric stuck on my hip bone didn't move at all, and instead rubbed against my skin until it turned red.

Xing Yu stopped pretending and laughed even more unrestrainedly with his back to him.

"Xing Yu!!" Chu Beiling broke down: "If you laugh again, get out of here."

Xing Yu then turned around with a smile, wrapped his arm around Chu Beiling's back, and deliberately lingered his fingertips on Chu Beiling's waist for two seconds before hooking his waistband: "Who was it that said one hand was enough?"

"Damn it," Chu Beiling nudged him with his elbow, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."

Xing Yu easily dodged, then pulled up his pants for him and mischievously patted his buttocks lightly: "The service fee is collected."

Chu Beiling was about to explode with anger and was about to curse when Xing Yu covered her lips: "Don't swear."

"..."

Back at the school clinic, Chu Beiling hung up immediately, not even reacting when Xing Yu put a blueberry-flavored lollipop in his mouth.

Xing Yu poked his cheek: "Have a candy to cool down."

Chu Beiling remained expressionless and mechanically uttered a few words: "The number you dialed is not in service area, please try again later."

Xing Yu chuckled softly, "You're so adorable."

Chu Beiling continued repeating, "The other party is busy, please don't call again... Sorry, the phone you are calling is not in service area."

Xing Yu pulled him to a secluded corner and placed a light kiss on his lips: "Now, is there a signal?"

Chu Beiling's ears instantly turned red, and she kicked him, saying, "In broad daylight, you..."

Xing Yu easily dodged the question, his smile deepening: "Looks like it's connected."

Chu Beiling: "..."