Chapter 24: Enduring for Two Hours and Finally Backfires
After a while, Jiang Chaoyang touched his hair and found it was dry. He turned off the hair dryer and moved Sang Chiyou's head back on the pillow.
After completing all this, Jiang Chaoyang still did not leave. He hesitated for a moment, reached out and held Sang Chiyou's hand hanging by his side, mobilizing his pheromones.
Maybe pheromones could help.
Soon, Sang Chiyou's breathing became longer, as if he had fallen asleep.
After Jiang Chaoyang noticed the subtle changes, he continued to release pheromones continuously.
An hour later, Jiang Chaoyang began to feel slightly tired, which was normal exhaustion.
After an hour and a half, he felt more tired, but he could still hold on.
Just as the two-hour mark was approaching, an indescribable feeling of nausea rushed up his throat, accompanied by palpitations. Jiang Chaoyang let go of Sang Chiyou's hand and stumbled out.
He rushed to the sink and began to retch uncontrollably, but nothing came out.
Jiang Chaoyang leaned on the table and gasped for breath.
...What's going on?
Logically speaking, even if it takes a long time, it is just simple comfort and it is impossible for him to have an uncomfortable reaction.
Jiang Chaoyang noticed that his fingers supporting the table were shaking uncontrollably and was immediately stunned.
"Are you okay? Are you feeling unwell?" The nanny hurried over and stroked his back. "Why don't you go back?"
Jiang Chaoyang shook his head and asked, "Will he have any other reactions after falling asleep?"
The nanny was stunned for a moment and said, "No, but Mr. Sang has nightmares every time he sleeps. This is the effect of the side effect."
Jiang Chaoyang understood. He actually helped to bear the side effects of the medicine. No wonder he felt uncomfortable.
"I'm fine. I'll go upstairs first." Jiang Chaoyang suppressed the remaining nausea in his throat and walked back to Sang Chiyou's room.
Jiang Chaoyang stood beside the bed, looking down at the sleeping face, struggling in his heart.
Time passed minute by minute, Jiang Chaoyang sighed helplessly and sat down on the edge of the bed again.
This time he did not hold Sang Chiyou's hand, but instead lifted the hair in front of his forehead and placed his palm on his forehead.
...Forget it, let’s help the good guys to the end.
——The night is dark.
Sang Chiyou was awakened by an unprecedented sense of calmness.
There were no familiar nerve-wracking headaches or fatigue, no torture-like nightmares plaguing his consciousness.
He slowly opened his eyes, and his violet eyes were like clean gems, without a trace of grayness or haziness.
Sang Chiyou sat up, his movements smooth, without a trace of sluggishness or fatigue. He subconsciously raised his hand and gently brushed his forehead with his fingers.
How long has it been since I felt sober like this?
The nanny who was cleaning in the kitchen suddenly heard a noise. She stuck her head out and saw Sang Chiyou coming down the stairs.
"Mr. Sang?" the nanny asked in astonishment, "Why are you awake? At this hour..."
Mr. Sang usually doesn't get up at this time.
The nanny blinked hard and saw that Sang Chiyou's face was not tired at all, as if he had regained his energy. The nanny said quickly, "I'll heat up the food right away. Please wait."
Sang Chiyou glanced around, "Did he leave his phone number?"
The nanny shook her head: "No."
"But when the gentleman came downstairs, his face looked terrible. He was so pale that he was staggering and almost fell down the stairs."
Sang Chiyou's expression changed slightly.
"I wanted to help him when I saw him like that, but he said no and stayed to eat. But he vomited again while eating." The nanny felt distressed. "He left without even sitting down to rest. He left not long ago."
After the nanny finished speaking, she saw Sang Chiyou walk out the door.
Jiang Chaoyang was squatting on the curb at this time, supporting his head with one hand and holding a lighted mobile phone in the other, which showed that no driver had accepted the order.
Jiang Chaoyang looked hopeless.
This place is too remote and you can't get a taxi.
Jiang Chaoyang picked up a stone on the ground and threw it far away.
You can't use the sky as a blanket and the ground as a bed, right?
Jiang Chaoyang simply called Yan Yu and Yan Ji to come and pick him up. Just as he was looking through the address book, a hand suddenly reached out from above his head and grabbed his wrist.
Jiang Chaoyang thought it was a ghost and was so scared that his phone almost fell out of his hand.
He turned his head and prepared to stand up, but suddenly he felt dizzy. Just as he was about to fall, an arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him back.
Jiang Chaoyang raised his head in shock.
The man walked against the moonlight, the wind blew a few strands of hair, and the hair gently brushed across his purple eyes, which appeared a deep blue-purple hue due to the influence of the night. These eyes clearly reflected Jiang Chaoyang.
"Sangchiyou."
Jiang Chaoyang didn't react, "What?"
"My name."
"...Okay." Jiang Chaoyang tried to stand up and move away from Sang Chiyou's support, but his head kept hurting and his body shook uncontrollably.
Sang Chiyou did not let go, but tightened his arms to support him steadily.
"Stay here for one night," he said.
Jiang Chaoyang wanted to refuse, but his body rebelled, and a feeling of nausea and palpitations emerged.
The words of refusal came to his lips, but he was blocked by the exhaustion of his body. "Okay, but I can't walk now. Can you help me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Chaoyang felt the arm around his waist exert force, and then his feet instantly left the ground.
The view turned and Sang Chiyou picked him up.
"Fuck you..." Jiang Chaoyang was so shocked that he almost bit his tongue. He subconsciously wanted to grab Sang Chiyou's clothes, but he could only touch his bare chest.
Jiang Chaoyang immediately withdrew his hand, he forgot that Sang Chiyou was shirtless.
"Actually, I'm not very tired, you still..."
"Didn't you say you couldn't walk?"
Jiang Chaoyang was speechless.
Sang Chiyou didn't say anything else. He turned around and walked towards the villa gate with him in his arms. The nanny stood at the door watching this scene, forgetting to close her mouth.
Jiang Chaoyang was carried all the way until they entered the bedroom, where Sang Chiyou put him down and placed him on the bed.
"Don't you have any other rooms in your house?" Jiang Chaoyang asked.
"No."
"Then I'll sleep on the floor."
Sang Chiyou stopped him from getting out of bed. Jiang Chaoyang was about to decline when his cell phone rang. He glanced at the caller and saw that it was Scar Man. After answering the call, he said, "I'm not going to the drinking party today. Let's do it another day."
"I am Zhan Xingli."
"?" Jiang Chaoyang paused, "How did you take his phone?"
There was some noisy noise coming from the other side. Jiang Chaoyang couldn't tell who was talking. Finally, the scarred man took the phone back from the three people:
"They want to ask if you want to play cards?"
Jiang Chaoyang held his forehead and said, "I'm not feeling well today. Maybe next time."
"Then I'll give them your contact information, and you guys can make an appointment."
"OK."
The scarred man looked at the three people surrounding his phone and couldn't help laughing. "You have no idea how twisted those three are. They urged me to call you over, but as soon as the call was connected, they snatched my phone away."
After the scarred man finished speaking, he found that the phone had been hung up.
Sang Chiyou held Jiang Chaoyang's cell phone in his hand, with his thumb pressed on the hang-up button.
In the dim environment, only the light from the screen was shining on Sang Chiyou's well-defined profile. He looked down at Jiang Chaoyang quietly.
Jiang Chaoyang thought he was going to throw away his phone and was about to stop him, but Sang Chiyou gave it back to him.
The moment he took the phone, he suddenly felt sleepy. Jiang Chaoyang shook his head in confusion and closed his eyes uncontrollably.
Jiang Chaoyang's body fell forward, and Sang Chiyou reached out to catch him.
A few wisps of pheromones dissipated from Sang Chiyou's hands.
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