“How was the follow-up checkup? Are you okay?”
Shu Xian walked up and asked.
“It’s pretty good. No problems. I just need to recuperate for a while longer.”
“That’s good. That’s good.”
Another week of rest should probably do it, right?
“Has anyone been here just now?”
Fu Yichen saw two teacups on the coffee table, with lipstick marks on them.
“Mm, Auntie came by earlier.”
Fu Yichen pinched the bridge of his nose, a little irritated.
He knew it. As long as he hired a nanny, his mother would definitely start asking around about him.
“Don’t pay attention to anything she says. Don’t take it to heart.”
“It’s nothing. Auntie is very nice.”
“Mm, then I’ll go upstairs first.”
“Okay.”
…
“Mom, how many times have I told you? If you’re coming, come when I’m home. You’ll scare him if you show up like this.”
Shu Xian was still young. Miss Chen being this enthusiastic would definitely scare him.
“Hah. Do you think I’d even be able to get in the door if you were here?”
“Besides, I’m here to see my daughter-in-law, not you.”
“Hey, son, you really like him, don’t you? You’re even worried I’ll scare him off.”
Her emotionally-constipated son had finally found his spring.
“Don’t worry about it.”
He didn’t want Miss Chen interfering anymore.
“Don’t worry about it? With you being such a clueless straight guy, if I don’t help, you’ll never find a partner in your life.”
“That’s my business. I’m hanging up.”
Madam Chen really didn’t feel like complaining about her own son anymore. He couldn’t do anything and still refused to listen to his Mom.
She just watched her mule-stubborn son; he would definitely end up calling her again.
When that time came, once he begged her for help, she’d laugh at him.
“Ding-dong.”
The doorbell rang. Fu Yichen was upstairs. Who could it be?
Shu Xian was honestly getting a little scared to open the door.
He couldn’t handle Fu Yichen’s Mom’s enthusiasm.
“Auntie, Fu Yichen is upstai…”
“How is it you?”
“Hello, Little Shu Xian.”
“Mo Sen, Doctor Mo?”
“Mm, good. The little guy hasn’t forgotten my name.”
Mo Sen rubbed the top of his head affectionately.
“You’re here?”
Fu Yichen had come downstairs at some point and greeted Mo Sen from behind Shu Xian.
He really hated the way Mo Sen and Shu Xian acted all affectionate with each other.
He’d find another doctor to replace him in a couple of days.
“He’s here to help me with leg rehabilitation.”
“Mm-hmm.” Shu Xian nodded and went to the kitchen to pour tea for the two of them.
“You two go ahead and practice.”
Shu Xian went back to his room to play games.
“You’re pretty impressive, getting him to come home with you.”
Mo Sen guided his rehab posture, but Fu Yichen had no intention of answering him.
“Hiss… you…”
“Press harder. Rehabilitation only works that way.”
Fu Yichen sucked in a sharp breath from the pain. He suspected Mo Sen was doing it on purpose.
“He said he’d take care of me because I took care of him before.”
“Then do you like him?”
Mo Sen asked.
“Yeah… hiss…”
Fu Yichen hissed again in pain.
“That won’t do. He’s mine.”
Mo Sen warned him.
“Ha. Then let the best man win.”
Fu Yichen sneered. Shu Xian had met him first.
“The best man? What do you have? Your broken hand and broken leg?”
Mo Sen said mercilessly.
As a medical student, Mo Sen avoided his vital points and injured areas. Every time he hit Fu Yichen somewhere, it hurt so much that Fu Yichen curled up.
Shu Xian watched from the second floor with an auntie-like smile.
Mo Sen, at 1.95 meters tall, paired with Fu Yichen’s 1.9-meter frame, was really very shippable.
The tough-guy Fu Yichen curling up beside Mo Sen even looked a little like the submissive one.
Tsk tsk. Especially the way they were wrestling with each other. It really made the imagination run wild.
Shu Xian snapped away like crazy.
Next time Fu Yichen’s Mom came over, he’d show her, and make her switch ships, hahahaha.
Shu Xian put away his phone and was about to go back to his room when he accidentally made a noise and alerted the two of them.
Both of them looked up at the second floor at the same time.
“Hehe, sorry to interrupt. Carry on, carry on.”
“You misunderstand.”
“You misunderstand.”
They both let go of each other and explained at the same time.
“I get it, I get it.”
Shu Xian made a zipper motion over his mouth. He wouldn’t tell anyone.
“All right, keep practicing. There are plenty of people who like him.”
“Mm.”
…
Before long, Fu Yichen recovered as well. He silently hyped himself up. Shu Xian was staying at his house, so his chances were very good.
“Mm… you’re recovered too, so I should be leaving.”
The two of them were eating. Shu Xian planned to leave after this meal to attend Jian Fang’s awards ceremony.
He also wanted to see whether 006 had any tasks to arrange.
“But aren’t you living pretty well at my place?”
He had already gotten used to Shu Xian being in his house.
“You’re recovered too. I have things of my own to do.”
“Okay… all right.”
Yeah, he had things of his own to do too.
Fu Yichen ate that meal heavily on his heart. He hadn’t even confessed his feelings yet, and Shu Xian was already leaving.
“Come on, we’re brothers. If we want to see each other, it’s just one phone call.”
Shu Xian patted him on the shoulder.
“Mm.”
Fu Yichen answered.
“I’m going. Don’t see me out.”
‘Valve Band,’ here I come~
After seeing Shu Xian off, Fu Yichen still called his mother.
“What?”
Coming to beg her?
“How do I make him like me?”
Miss Chen had originally wanted to mock Fu Yichen, but hearing the sadness in her son’s tone, she held back.
“It’s been a whole week and you’re only asking now.”
“You had plenty of opportunities while you were living together.”
“For example, have him help you change the dressing, then say it hurts so he’ll feel sorry for you.”
“The wound is too ugly. I don’t want him to see it.”
“Then have him feed you. Say your hand hurts.”
“I can eat with my other hand.”
Miss Chen restrained the urge to curse.
“Tell him your hand and foot hurt and that you want to take a bath. Have him help you.”
“I can wash myself.”
“Then go wash yourself.”
Miss Chen really couldn’t stand it anymore. What kind of blockhead son was this?
“If you’re not willing to do it, don’t come asking me again.”
There was a long silence on the other end of the line before he finally said:
“He already moved out…”
Miss Chen: …
“Moved out? He stayed at your place for two weeks and you did nothing? You only fed him strawberries?”
“Don’t go outside and tell people you’re my son.”
So embarrassing.
Miss Chen hung up in anger.