He Yuxiang took his medicine and went to work, with He Yuan and Chen Qing following him around, worried.
He Yuxiang stayed up until the early hours of the morning. Whether it was because he was young and had good stamina or a strong immune system, he felt better by the afternoon. He didn't take it seriously and continued to stay up all night. He developed a fever again and his head became dizzy.
When it was time for Chen Qing and He Yuan to go to work, they took a day off to accompany him to the hospital.
He Yuxiang leaned uncomfortably against his uncle, "It's so annoying, I don't want to get an IV drip."
Chen Qing: "Give me an injection in the buttocks first."
He Yuxiang was filled with shame and indignation: "I don't want to!"
Chen Qing nudged him: "The nurses are waiting for you. Don't dawdle and delay their work."
"Tell the doctor I don't want to get a shot in my butt." He Yuxiang was sick, and he became childish.
Chen Qing: "You didn't tell the doctor yourself just now, go quickly."
She grabbed He Yuxiang and handed him to the nurse, leaving He Yuxiang feeling extremely embarrassed.
Chen Qing and He Yuan stared at him like they were watching a show. He Yuxiang stormed in and hid in a corner where his aunt and uncle couldn't see him to get his injection in the buttocks.
The nurse held up the syringe, the curtain was half-drawn, and He Yuxiang stood frozen in the corner, his ears burning red.
He had already grown quite tall, and now, huddled in the narrow corner, he looked somewhat comical, and even a little pitiful.
He Yuxiang gripped the edge of the curtain tightly, his knuckles turning white, refusing to turn around.
"Pull your pants down a little." The nurse's voice was calm, clearly that of an experienced nurse who had seen all sorts of awkward patients.
He Yuxiang moved slowly, like in slow motion in a movie. When the cold disinfectant cotton ball touched his skin, he shuddered as if he had been electrocuted, and his muscles tensed up.
"Relax, the more tense you are, the more it will hurt." The nurse patted him.
He Yuxiang was far from relaxed. He didn't even know if he was hallucinating, but he vaguely heard his aunt's suppressed laughter and his uncle's deliberate throat clearing coming from outside the curtain.
He Yuxiang closed his eyes, wishing he could disappear on the spot.
He closed his eyes tightly the moment the needle went in, without uttering a sound.
After receiving the injection, he practically jumped as he straightened his clothes. When the curtain was suddenly pulled open, his face was covered in a layer of ice.
Without even glancing at Chen Qing and He Yuan, she walked straight out, her steps quick and long, as if she could leave the awkwardness of the past few minutes far behind.
"Hey, I still need an IV drip!" Chen Qing shouted from behind.
He Yuxiang paused, then reluctantly turned back, his face flushed, to get an IV drip.
Chen Qing and He Yuan sat on either side of him.
He Yuxiang leaned against his uncle and covered his face with his hand.
He Yuan couldn't understand why he was so shy. "Since you don't want to get a shot, take better care of your health in the future."
"Hmm," He Yuxiang replied in a barely audible voice.
"Auntie—"
A clear and sweet voice rang out.
He Yuxiang suddenly sat up straight, his awkward childlike demeanor completely gone, replaced by a cold and aloof expression, as if a bunch of people owed him eight million.
Chen Qing smiled and looked at Xiao He, "Why are you here?"
“My master has been having trouble sleeping lately, so I came to get her some medicine. What’s this, He Yuxiang?” Yang Yihe looked down at the syringe on the back of He Yuxiang’s hand.
Chen Qing: "He had a fever and was on an IV drip."
"Oh." Yang Yihe nodded. She had seen He Yuxiang leaning on her uncle from afar, like a child about to act spoiled.
That's pretty... childish.
He Yuxiang stared at her coldly: "What is it?"
Yang Yihe smiled and said, "It's nothing, but I think you're quite lucky. Even when you're sick, you can still act cute with your two elders."
He Yuxiang's face suddenly turned bright red.
Chen Qing covered her face and laughed, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
Yang Yihe: "Auntie and Uncle, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Chen Qing smiled and replied, "Okay, come over for dinner next time you have time."
"Okay." Yang Yihe rolled her eyes at He Yuxiang again before turning and leaving.
He Yuxiang closed his eyes in despair.
Chen Qing comforted her, "It's alright, it's really nothing. You're not even seventeen yet, it's normal to act spoiled with your parents, right?"
"I don't……"
"Fine, you don't have it."
"I'm going to sleep. Can you call the nurse for me?" He Yuxiang leaned back and pretended to doze off to avoid being laughed at by his aunt.
But he was truly ill, his body severely exhausted. At first, he managed to maintain a sliver of consciousness, his back stiff against the chair, trying to keep a barely perceptible distance from his uncle's shoulder. But gradually, the coolness of the medicine spread through his veins, bringing a strange soothing effect; his eyelids grew heavier, and his head began to nod uncontrollably. In the moment before his consciousness blurred, he struggled to adjust his position, but the next second, he was already leaning against his uncle.
He Yuan was talking to Chen Qing about who would get the medicine when he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. He paused, turned his head, and saw He Yuxiang's spiky hair resting on his shoulder.
He Yuxiang's breathing became long and even, but his brows were still slightly furrowed, as if he was still struggling with someone in his sleep, and his lips were tightly pursed.
Chen Qing noticed the sweat on his forehead, took out a tissue to wipe it off, and then went to get a small notebook to gently fan him, so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable while sleeping in the heat.
He Yuan also adjusted his sitting posture to make He Yuxiang more comfortable, moving very gently so as not to wake him.
Seeing his weak state, the couple felt a pang of heartache, their eyes filled with unbearable heartache.
As the IV drip was about to finish, the nurse came over with a tray, and Chen Qing asked the nurse to be gentle.
The nurse thought the child was afraid of needles, so she nodded knowingly.
When the cool touch of the alcohol swab landed on the back of his hand, He Yuxiang, who was asleep, stirred restlessly. He didn't open his eyes until the needle was neatly pulled out and a small piece of tape was applied. He just kept his brows tightly furrowed.
He Yuxiang reluctantly opened his eyes a crack when his aunt gently nudged him awake. His eyes were glazed over, and it seemed to take him a few seconds to realize where he was and who he was leaning on. He wasn't embarrassed; he just felt that he had slept very well and felt at ease.
Do I need to get more medication?
“Yes, you and your uncle can go.” Chen Qing went to return the notebook.
He Yuxiang noticed the thin notebook, his eyelashes fluttered, and he continued to follow his uncle to get the medicine. The family of three met at the hospital entrance and walked home together.
Pingping and Youyou were taken to the training base by Xiaoyu. Originally, Xiaoyu said she was there to take care of her brother, but the training base held a big ceremony to welcome her back, so she couldn't refuse. She could only take her younger brother and sister with her so that her aunt and uncle wouldn't have to worry about the family.
After returning home, He Yuxiang casually ate a couple of bites of the food Aunt Feng had prepared, took his medicine, and then went back to his room to sleep.
After he recovered, He Yuan returned to the capital, and Chen Qing finally went back to work. On her second day back, she uncovered the person who had been targeting her, and to her surprise, it turned out to be Liu Guangsheng! (End of Chapter)
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