Husband, Let Your Husband Treat Your Illness - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Dongfang Jin busied himself in the kitchen cleaning up the mess Fu Yu had left behind. By the time he finished washing and scrubbing, it was already one or two o’clock in the afternoon. Sweat rolled down Dongfang Jin’s face; combined with the already warm temperature in the room, he found himself in a state of restless heat.

Fu Yu had mentioned before leaving that Ye Mo had just fallen asleep, so Dongfang Jin couldn’t bear to disturb his peaceful rest. He sat on the sofa outside, poured a cup of tea, and looked around at the room’s decor. He couldn’t help but smile, thinking to himself: This kid seems so flamboyant on the outside, I didn’t expect his home decor to be so low-key.

Not long after Dongfang Jin sat down to rest, he heard low groans from inside the room. “Fu Yu! Pour some water for me!” Hearing this from outside, Dongfang Jin stood up, went to the kitchen to pour a cup of water, and brought it into Ye Mo’s room. Ye Mo still had a cast on and his movements were very inconvenient. Dongfang Jin propped Ye Mo up against the headboard, placing one hand behind Ye Mo’s head so he could lean on Dongfang Jin’s shoulder, while the other hand brought the cup to Ye Mo’s lips.

“Fu Yu, this water is too hot, get me another cup.” This little ancestor was still bleary-eyed from sleep, thinking the person holding and caring for him was still Fu Yu. Little did he know the person beside him had already changed.

“Hot? This is lukewarm water, how could it be hot?” Dongfang Jin spoke. Only then did Ye Mo realize the voice wasn’t right; it was much steadier than Fu Yu’s. He opened his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

It would have been fine if he hadn’t opened his eyes, but once he did, he discovered it was actually Dongfang Jin! Terrified, Ye Mo hurriedly pushed Dongfang Jin away. The hot water spilled onto the quilt, and Dongfang Jin tumbled to the floor. “Wh—Why is it you? Why are you here? Where’s Fu Yu?” Ye Mo was in a total panic, with no presence of mind to consider that the quilt was wet and his own body was covered in water.

“I wanted to ask you the same thing! Why did you run away from the hospital? Is being confessed to by me really such a terrifying thing? Ow, my butt!” Dongfang Jin rubbed his backside and stood up.

“Bullshit! I just don’t like the smell of hospitals, I wasn’t trying to avoid you!” Ye Mo said very defensively.

“Then what was with you just now? Seeing me like you’d seen a ghost.” Dongfang Jin asked.

“Don’t change the subject—how do you have the keys to my house? And where is the man who was here before you came in?” Ye Mo pulled the conversation back.

“Madam An gave me the address and the keys. She asked me to take care of you as your private doctor.” Dongfang Jin began using tissues to wipe up the spilled water on the floor, talking as he walked toward the door. “Fu Yu left first; he said he had things to take care of and would come to see you later.” After speaking, he was seen returning with a mop.

“I don’t need anyone to take care of me. You can leave.” Ye Mo said heartlessly, straight to the point.

“Madam!”

“Who is your Madam!”

“Then I’ll call you ‘Wifey’ (Xifu) instead.”

“Scram! You Dongfang Rogue!”

“I didn’t expect you to start giving me nicknames already. I like it very much!”

“Do I sound like I mean it in a ‘liking’ way?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Jin’s lips covered Ye Mo’s again, blocking all the words Ye Mo wanted to say in his mouth. After a light touch, he pulled away. Ye Mo stared blankly at Dongfang Jin. Although he was furious, Ye Mo was currently an injured patient and had no way to overpower Dongfang Jin.

Dongfang Jin found the way Ye Mo stared at him with wide, angry eyes truly adorable. He said, “Don’t look at me so fiercely, and don’t spend your little brain thinking of ways to deal with me. Before I was a ‘Doctors Without Borders’ physician, I was a military doctor for several years. I know all the tricks of the military; if you want to take me on, you’ll need a few more years of study.”

Ye Mo was shocked that Dongfang Jin had seen through his thoughts. However, Ye Mo was the type who wouldn’t give up until he reached the “Yellow River” (the end of the line). In the days to follow, he would learn that Dongfang Jin was not joking with him.

“Rogue! Get the hell out!” Ye Mo had no other choice but to act the hero with his tongue.

“Mo, every time you call me a rogue from now on, I’ll kiss you once. No matter where, no matter who is watching!”

“Dongfang Jin! You are a rogue, rogue, rogue!” Before Ye Mo could finish his sentence, Dongfang Jin gave him another gentle, dragonfly-touch kiss.

“Dongfang Jin, I… am going to slaughter you!” Ye Mo felt extremely wronged. He had been minding his own business taking over the hospital, a perfectly stable task, yet everything had changed after meeting this bastard. A car accident, injuries, and being liked by a man—Ye Mo truly felt his brother Ye Huan might have put a curse on him.

Dongfang Jin didn’t care at all what Ye Mo’s mouth said; as long as Ye Mo uttered the word “rogue,” Dongfang Jin would take action, ensuring Ye Mo’s mouth couldn’t speak.

After resting for a moment, Dongfang Jin noticed Ye Mo’s wet bed. With quick eyes and hands, he scooped Ye Mo up in a “princess carry.” “Dongfang Jin! What are you trying to do, let me go!” Ye Mo was lifted by Dongfang Jin and felt uneasy, thinking Dongfang Jin was going to force himself on him. He thrashed around wildly, landing several solid hits on Dongfang Jin’s body.

Dongfang Jin didn’t feel the pain; he simply carried Ye Mo carefully and placed him on the sofa outside. He then went back and efficiently stripped the bed and replaced it with clean sheets.

Ye Mo felt his earlier struggle was a bit stupid. With his bathrobe drooping, he quietly watched the back of Dongfang Jin as he tidied up.

When Dongfang Jin finished and walked out, Ye Mo’s eyes immediately darted away, looking at the scenery outside the window. But to Dongfang Jin, Ye Mo was the most beautiful scenery right now. Ye Mo sat on the sofa; though he was in a cast due to his injury, his clothes were very loose. His bathrobe was half-draped, leaving his shoulders exposed as white and smooth as a girl’s. His handsome face looked at the falling red leaves outside the window, eyes full of melancholy. One long, smooth leg was exposed outside the robe, faintly revealing… something that everyone understands.

Dongfang Jin’s face flushed. Who knew his body would have a reaction? He quickly bypassed Ye Mo to wash his face in the kitchen. Turning back, he said to Ye Mo, “Mo, you are way too seductive!”

“Did I ask you to look? Rogue!”

Ye Mo was definitely the type who wouldn’t learn his lesson until he saw the coffin. Even in this state, he still said those two words. Dongfang Jin still had his reason, but no matter how much reason one has, seeing the scene before him made it hard to stay composed. Dongfang Jin’s lips approached step by step. Before they even reached Ye Mo’s mouth, he felt a burning pain on his lip, and some warm liquid flowed down it was his own blood.

Dongfang Jin’s mind was thinking of “occupation” and “taking over,” while Ye Mo’s mind was only on “escape.” So, when Dongfang Jin tried to bully him again, Ye Mo made a split-second decision and bit Dongfang Jin’s lip hard, so as not to be harassed by this rogue again.

“Mo, you’re trying to murder your own husband!” Dongfang Jin said after stopping the bleeding on his lip.

“You deserve it!” Ye Mo laughed triumphantly, but he didn’t realize he had just acknowledged the fact that Dongfang Jin was his “husband.” It took him a moment to react. “Who did you say was murdering their husband! Whose husband are you!” Ye Mo roared angrily.

“You just admitted it yourself, you can’t go back on your word.”

Looking at this big man, Ye Mo felt he was like a teenage boy; nothing about him seemed like a thirty-year-old man, nor did he have the attitude of a professional doctor. Ye Mo even began to doubt the man’s medical credentials.

Dongfang Jin knew he couldn’t provoke this little ancestor any further, or who knows what he might do. He quickly helped Ye Mo dress properly, carefully treated his own wound, and picked Ye Mo up again. This time, Ye Mo didn’t struggle; he saw the bruise on Dongfang Jin’s face, which had been caused by his thrashing earlier. Dongfang Jin placed Ye Mo on the bed and said earnestly, “Mo, I really want to spend my life with you. I know this is hard for you to accept right now, but I will give you time to try and accept me, okay?”

At the emotional part, Ye Mo saw a glint of tears in Dongfang Jin’s eyes. A tall, burly man—yet the tears in his eyes made him look like a child who had lost a toy. “I… give me time… I’ll… try.” After he said that, Dongfang Jin’s face turned from sorrow to joy. He said to Ye Mo, “Ye Mo? Really? You truly agree to give it a try with me?”

“What? You don’t believe me? Then let’s not try.” Ye Mo thought to himself, I’ve defied my own inner order to try this with you, and you’re still questioning me?

“No, no, no, I believe you! Then can I call you ‘Wifey’ from now on?”

“Scram! What ‘Wifey’! Would you like it if I called you ‘Wifey’?”

“Then how about ‘Wife’ (Laopo)?”

“Listen, you named Dongfang! If you say one more feminine-coded title, we are ending this immediately!” Ye Mo said.

“Fine, fine, fine, I’ll stop, I’ll stop. Then, what requirements do you have for me?”

“First, you aren’t allowed to call me Wife, Wifey, or anything like that! Other than that…” Ye Mo fell into deep thought, looking like he was seriously considering it.

“What else?”

“I haven’t thought of it yet, I’ll tell you later! I’m hungry now, go make something to eat.” Ye Mo said.

Dongfang Jin was extremely excited. Hearing Ye Mo say this, he felt like he was flying. He hurried to the kitchen to scrounge up everything he could cook, and in no time, he had prepared a table full of delicacies. Dongfang Jin carefully brought the food over one by one. Looking at the dishes, Ye Mo—who usually didn’t have much of an appetite suddenly began to eat voraciously.

“I didn’t expect your cooking to be so good!”

“As a freelance doctor, the more countries I visit, the more things I learn. Is the food tasty?” Dongfang Jin looked at the way Ye Mo was gorging himself, eyes full of unmistakable laughter. As he watched, Dongfang Jin seemed to remember something. He reached into his pocket and said, “These are all my bank cards. The assets inside add up to about seven figures. I’m giving them all to you. The PIN for every card is 041107. From now on, I’ll leave them all for you to manage. You just need to give me a little pocket money every month.”

After Dongfang Jin sincerely handed over his assets, Ye Mo stopped eating and actually started laughing. “Dongfang Jin, have you forgotten what my last name is?” After saying this, he saw a look of slight embarrassment on Dongfang Jin’s face.

“The one thing our family doesn’t lack is this. You can keep your own money; I have plenty of my own.” After speaking, he started eating again. After a while, he remembered something else. “Since that’s how it is, I’ll be honest with you too. Let’s start by saying that one-fourth of the Ye family’s assets belong to me. You shouldn’t have to doubt how much that is. Moreover, my current business is independent of the Ye family system, with an annual output value of at least eight figures. Later, let’s get a card and put all our future money there together.”

Hearing Ye Mo say this, Dongfang Jin didn’t say it aloud, but he was incredibly happy. These actions meant that Ye Mo truly intended to live a good life with him. “Compared to you, mine is just a drop in the bucket. It’s a bit embarrassing.”

“A businessman’s money who knows what darkness or ‘water’ (inflation) is inside. What you earn is true, meaningful hard-earned money.” Ye Mo said.

After the whirlwind meal, looking at the mess on the table, Ye Mo was amazed that he could eat so much. Dongfang Jin, on the other hand, was happy. Seeing Ye Mo’s satisfied look, the smile on Dongfang Jin’s face grew thicker and thicker, his eyes unwilling to leave Ye Mo for a single moment.

“What are you looking at? If you’re going to take care of me these next few days, what about your hospital duties?”

“I came under the Chairman’s orders. I imagine no one at the hospital will say anything about me taking care of you.”

“I really don’t know why they hired you for our hospital; it’s like keeping a useless person.”

“Taking care of you isn’t being useless!” After saying that, Dongfang Jin tried to lean over Ye Mo again.

“Scram, you rogue!”

As if a switch had been flipped, Dongfang Jin gave him another faint kiss.

“I forgot, I can’t give you any more chances for this.”

“Hahaha, then make sure you call me properly in the future.”