Chapter 38 Chapter 38: How much suffering did I endure from being drunk?
Louis was really angry just now.
It's more like anger.
He was a person who tried not to cause trouble, but when he saw Perlans' pale face and miserable figure just now, he couldn't suppress his anger all of a sudden.
Louis couldn't explain how he felt.
Perrance was his benefactor and the lucky person who helped him.
Of course, he's a good guy too.
But.
like?
How can it be so easy to like someone?
But there is no doubt that Louis is a man who repays kindness.
No matter it is sincere or insincere, helping is helping, doing is doing. Moreover, in such matters, how can we tell whether it is true or false? A gentleman judges by deeds, not by the heart.
Louis bumped into someone in the corridor and apologized hurriedly. He immediately carried Perrance into the elevator to the underground garage and then took the aircraft home.
They originally planned to go to the hospital, but Perlans was very determined and refused to go to the hospital no matter what they said. He also said that he had medicine at home, so Louis had to take Perlans home first.
The aircraft had no lights on, leaving only a few faint rays of light struggling in the corners.
Perrance's face looked even paler in the dim light, like the first melted snow, revealing an unhealthy fragility. He curled up helplessly in Louis's broad chest, his body shaking violently with an unignorable tremor.
His hands were clutching Louis's clothes tightly, and his fingertips were white from the force.
“Hmm…”
Waves of cramp-like pain came from his abdomen, surging like a tide, causing Perlance to unconsciously hunch his body, his brows furrowed, and a trace of unbearable pain hung at the corners of his mouth.
At the same time, an indescribable feeling of nausea surged in his chest, almost suffocating Perlans, and a faint retching sound came from deep in his throat.
no.
Perrance gritted his teeth.
Seeing this, Louis quickly picked up his coat which was placed aside and carefully spread it under Perrance's body. He then gently tilted his head to one side to prevent him from vomiting.
Louis said softly:
"It's okay. If you really want to vomit, just vomit."
How could she really vomit in front of a male insect?
Not only is it disrespectful, it's also embarrassing.
But Perlans was really dizzy now. After drinking a high-concentration alcohol, he was attacked by Wenwaka's pheromones.
His stomach seemed to have become a battlefield ravaged by alcohol. Every inch of it was experiencing overwhelming pain, causing waves of protesting spasms. Each spasm was like cutting his internal organs with a sharp knife.
it hurts……
Perrance suddenly arched his body and pressed his hands tightly against his abdomen, trying to relieve the pain that almost broke him.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead like drizzle, dripped along his chin, soaked his clothes, and even the air was filled with a faint salty and damp smell.
The crystal blue eyes had lost their former luster, leaving only pain and helplessness.
His breathing was accompanied by violent cramps in his stomach, forcing him to grit his teeth. Perrance's face was as pale as paper, and his lips trembled from the long endurance.
The feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed him like a tide, leaving him alone in this endless darkness.
No……
Don't bear it alone.
Now he is not the only one around him.
Yes...you can ask for help...
However, Perrance was so used to bearing it alone that he didn't even know how to beg now.
Not to mention, he now has difficulty even speaking a complete sentence.
"It hurts... pheromones... give me some more pheromones..."
Perrance pleaded in a low, hoarse voice, tentatively.
If it were usual, he might not have lost his composure like this. Perance was willing to attribute the reason to the two glasses of wine today to hide his true feelings.
The headband that was originally tied in his hair was in a mess and no one knew where it went. Now his long silver hair was scattered on his shoulders like broken silver.
Louis was stunned.
He immediately realized that the teacher had also mentioned this in the afternoon.
In the Zerg, the soothing pheromones of males act like painkillers for females. High concentrations of soothing pheromones can calm the throbbing nerves.
Hearing this, Louis frowned. He hugged Perrance tightly and immediately released his pheromones.
The pheromones instantly and gently yet firmly penetrated into every inch of space, caressing every inch of Perrance's skin until it penetrated deep into the bone marrow and touched the nerves that were tense and throbbing with pain.
"Thank you, thank you—"
Perrance thanked him with difficulty. He had bitten his lip, leaving a deep tooth mark that was almost bleeding.
The pain that almost tore him apart seemed to be gently wrapped in a soft cocoon. The pain was no longer sharp, but turned into a bearable dull feeling.
The spasmodic body no longer trembled violently, but slowly relaxed with the soothing force. The tense body gradually loosened, just like the earth that had been dry for a long time and finally received moisture.
Are those two glasses of wine strong in alcohol?
Actually, no.
But Perrance felt drunk, or rather he wished he was drunk, because being drunk would give him an excuse to show weakness.
But Perance was still worried.
Instead, I feel even more sad.
The male insect's pheromone is like an addictive poison to him. This time he used the pheromone to get through the pain, but what about next time, and the next time?
Can it be like this every time?
The contract they signed was only for three months.
Because three months is the deadline for the preliminary production of the rigidity drug of Sin Chew Group.
Rather than relying on male insects, it is better to rely on drugs.
Even if there are side effects, even if the adaptability is low.
In the silence.
However, Louis felt that Pearlance was too thin. He felt so light in his arms that he could even feel his bones.
So thin.
How much suffering did he endure to become so thin?
——
Twenty minutes later.
Beach villa.
Almost as soon as he entered the house, the drunk Perrance struggled out of Louis' arms and staggered into the bathroom.
Then, there were bursts of painful, retching sounds coming from inside.
Louis didn't dare to delay, so he quickly boiled some hot water and searched through the drawers for medicine. After he was ready, he went to the bathroom to see Pearlance.
No need to guess,
Perlans definitely had a stomach problem. He vomited like this and yet he still drank alcohol. Louis could still smell the smell of alcohol on Perlans.
Stomach problems are simply a standard symptom for CEOs. Louis has worked with several clients in the past, and they all had some stomach problems to some extent.
However, his former boss, Mr. Jin, did not have that problem. Louis seriously doubted that Mr. Jin did not have a serious stomach problem. It was all because Mr. Jin had obsessive-compulsive disorder. He had to eat three meals a day at a fixed time and eat the same thing, without any change, just for balanced nutrition.
Don't pursue taste, just pursue health.
I have to say, it’s pretty cool.
The door of Purance's room was not closed, but was wide open. Louis knocked on the door, pushed it open, and saw Purance standing alone by the sink in the dim light of the mirror.
You can see it in the mirror.
Perrance was still vomiting.
He leaned forward, holding the edge of the sink tightly with both hands. With a spasm in the depths of his throat, he spat out the sour water in his mouth with difficulty. The sound was particularly harsh in the silent bathroom.
"Uh--cough..."
Although his stomach was empty, Perlans's retching did not stop, but became more violent, and his neck and ears turned red due to congestion.
Just then, Louis knocked gently on the bathroom door, holding a cup of steaming warm water in his hand.
"Boss, I'm coming in?"
Perrance was startled, covered his mouth and turned to look at Louis, the embarrassment and shame in his heart made him feel ashamed.
However, unexpectedly, the male insect's eyes were full of concern, without any disgust or impatience.
Really, not even a little bit of disgust.
How strange!
Perrance gave a wry smile.
His female father died early, and Perlans rarely felt the love of his family. Even his biological male father would dislike him for losing his composure in public, but this strange male insect would take great care of him.
Louis slowly approached Perrance, handed the warm water to his lips, and gently guided him to rinse his mouth.
Perrance blocked it with a single blow.
“…Don’t look.”
The voice was as thin as a mosquito, but full of pleading.
He tried to block Louis' sight with his body, not wanting him to see how vulnerable and miserable he was at the moment.
But Louis just smiled lightly, and his eyes contained so much understanding and tolerance.
"It's okay, it's okay."
Louis repeated.
And release more pheromones.
In the quiet atmosphere, pheromones seemed to turn into invisible gentle hands, gently brushing every inch of Perrance's skin, bringing an indescribable comfort.
It penetrated the walls of Perrance's defenses and reached the place where he was most vulnerable and in need of comfort.
Under the influence of this force, the physical pain seemed to no longer be so sharp and unbearable.
Is this... the pheromone of a male insect?
Perrance closed his eyes, thinking he was drunk, thinking it was the effect of the wine.
I can't resist it after all.
Louis saw that Perlans had rinsed his mouth, drunk water and taken medicine, and wanted to help Perlans back to the bed in the room. However, Perlans resisted, feeling that he was dirty and did not want to dirty the bed. He clung to Louis like a cat and refused to let go.
Louis looked at Perrance very sincerely:
"Boss, forgive me for being blunt, but you... don't still want to take a shower, do you? Can you really shower by yourself in your current state?"
If he hadn't supported Perlans, Perlans would have fallen to the ground with weak legs.
Hearing this, Perrance bit his lip awkwardly:
"...At least, change your clothes. Just change your clothes."
I thought the male insect would feel impatient, and even Perance himself felt that he was troublesome, but Louis always surprised Perance.
"good."
Louis said this very straightforwardly, put his arm around Perrance's waist, let Perrance lean on him, then walked to the side and opened the wardrobe beside the bed.
"Are pajamas okay? Which pajamas?"
"This one?"
Louis accurately found a long piece of clothing that looked most like pajamas from a pile of clothes that was not very large.
Perrance nodded weakly.
"yes."
"Change your clothes. Don't be afraid. Come, I'll help you take them off first."
Louis used the tone of coaxing a child, with unusual gentleness and patience.
He reached out and took off Perrance's suit jacket, then his vest, leaving him with only a shirt. The shirt was difficult to take off because there was a shirt clip underneath.
Reaching out and touching it, Perrance's trouser buttons were unbuttoned.
Perhaps because he was drunk, Perlans didn't even change his leather shoes and went straight into the bedroom wearing them.
If Perlans was awake, he would never do this because of his mysophobia.
"Sit on the bed first and take off your shoes."
Helping Perlans to sit on the bed, Louis held Perlans's changed clothes in his left arm. He knelt down in front of Perlans' bed and took off his shoes for him.
In the room, a soft and warm bright yellow light pours down from the chandelier above.
Perrance sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only a thin shirt, the material swaying gently with his light breathing.
His head was slightly lowered, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, covering his beautiful eyes and leaving only a hint of contemplation.
"Thanks."
Perrance repeated.
That night, Perrance didn't know how many times he thanked her.
"It's okay. It's my honor to help the boss."
Louis burst out laughing.
He half-knelt at Perrance's feet and took off his shoes for him.
Perrance moved his feet unconsciously, and Louis's slightly hot hand gently grasped his ankle.
The male insect's voice was low and full of helplessness:
"Boss, your socks are still on."
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