Married, but Still Strangers - Chapter 6

After washing for twenty minutes and using shampoo twice, Zhuang Yan finally managed to wash all the flour out of Yue Lu’s hair. This wasn’t “flour removing oil” at all; it was clearly a case of the flour being impossible to wash out, and the oil only being removed because it took so long to wash.

Fortunately, Yue Lu didn’t say anything. Perhaps rich people wash their hair for this long? Otherwise, how could one explain why Yue Lu didn’t have a single complaint after washing for such a long time?

“Finished washing?” Yue Lu clearly didn’t really want to get up. How could it end just like this?

How did time pass so quickly?

“It’s finished. Do you want to use the hair dryer? Or do you prefer letting your hair dry naturally?” It was finally finished; if it hadn’t been, Zhuang Yan himself wouldn’t be doing well.

“Use the hair dryer.”

Perhaps due to the blood rushing to his head from tilting back, combined with the water on the bathroom floor, Yue Lu felt lightheaded when he stood up, tripped over his own feet, and fell to the ground.

“Are you okay?” Zhuang Yan hurried over to help him up. This couldn’t happen in his own home; what if he was framed for it?

“I’m alright, not injured, just my arm hurts a bit, I can’t lift it.” When Yue Lu fell, he had propped himself up with his arm, but it seemed because the floor was slippery, his hand also slipped, causing his entire body to hit the ground with a “thud.”

“Does anywhere else hurt?” Zhuang Yan checked him over carefully; there were no wounds, so he felt relieved.

However, no external injuries didn’t mean there were no internal ones; after all, Young Master Yue’s body was precious.

Yue Lu shook his head: “No, just my arm hurts.”

Perhaps because of the steam in the bathroom, Zhuang Yan felt that Yue Lu’s eyes were misty, as if he had cried.

True, falling like that with such a loud sound must have been especially painful; it was justifiable to have physiological tears forced out.

Besides, in a place like a bathroom where it was convenient to find excuses to cover it up, he would be generous and save some face for a certain crybaby young master.

“It couldn’t be a bone injury, could it?” After proposing this guess, Zhuang Yan subconsciously thought: It’s over. If Gao Ying finds out that the child hasn’t been made yet and her son has been injured, would she refuse to pay the final balance?

This couldn’t be blamed on Zhuang Yan, though. Who could have predicted that Yue Lu this Alpha who was previously good at basketball and running, had eight-pack abs, and was nearly 1.9 meters tall could break his own bone in a tiny bathroom?

He was simply a porcelain doll!

Yue Lu shook his head: “I’m not sure… um… can you help me dry my hair? It feels so uncomfortable when it’s wet.”

“Alright.” Zhuang Yan found the hair dryer. Although Yue Lu was primarily responsible this time, Zhuang Yan, out of humanitarianism, would still reluctantly bear a portion of the responsibility.

“Once your hair is dry, I’ll take you to the hospital.” While getting the hair dryer, Zhuang Yan also found a scarf to hang Yue Lu’s injured arm around his neck.

He had seen others bandage fractures this way; supposedly, it could prevent secondary injury.

He just couldn’t remember when he had bought this scarf; it looked quite pretty, but he probably hadn’t worn it many times, otherwise, he should have had an impression of it.

Amidst the “whooshing” sound of the hair dryer, Yue Lu spoke: “Let’s take my car to the hospital in a bit. After all, I’m the one who is injured; it wouldn’t be right to make you spend money on a taxi. By the way, can you drive?”

“I’ve got my driver’s license, but whether I can actually drive on the road is another matter.” Zhuang Yan shrugged. Actually, he didn’t really dare to drive on the road; if Yue Lu was brave enough, it wasn’t impossible to try.

What if something happened to Yue Lu? He would be able to receive excellent medical treatment, right?

Abandon that hypothesis.

Usually, in this kind of situation, the hospital doctors would only serve a certain young master.

An ordinary person like him would only be tossed into the hospital corridor, ignored, waiting for his family to find him and send him to be cremated.

“It doesn’t matter, I’ll guide you from the side.” The warm air from the hair dryer blew onto Yue Lu’s face and neck from time to time, while Zhuang Yan’s fingers wove through his hair.

No, big brother, you’re really letting me drive? Where is your driver? You dare to sit in a car I’m driving, but I don’t dare to!

“Alright.” Hopefully, Yue Lu could pay for the hospitalization.

Even though the doctors were all snatched away, he surely wouldn’t be so stingy that he wouldn’t even help pay the hospitalization fees, right?

No.

Zhuang Yan shook his head to stop himself from thinking wild thoughts. Who would curse themselves in their heart to get into a car accident?

The accident hadn’t even happened yet, so why was he already dividing responsibilities in his mind?

“Let’s go, don’t delay.”

Zhuang Yan turned off the hair dryer, and the warm wind Yue Lu felt on his body vanished instantly.

Previously, Zhuang Yan only blew his own hair for two minutes, but this time he had blown Yue Lu’s for a full six minutes until it was completely dry.

“I had a primary school classmate who didn’t go to the hospital in time, and as a result, the bone grew crookedly; it had to be broken again to let it regrow.”

The thought of that was painful.

“What about the steamed buns in the pot?” The Alpha, who was a head taller than Zhuang Yan, stood there like a child who had done something wrong.

“Don’t worry, I turned off the fire when I went to get the hair dryer just now.”

Young Master, your arm is broken, why are you still worrying about steamed buns! Are the buns more important than your arm?

“After turning it off, do we continue steaming when we get back?”

“Steaming buns for ten to twenty minutes is enough; we don’t need to continue steaming when we get back,” Zhuang Yan explained.

It seemed the task of steaming buns wouldn’t fall on the young master’s shoulders; at most, he would stir-fry a dish.

Yue Lu had studied abroad for several years before; it wasn’t strange if he couldn’t eat “white people’s food” and made his own.

“So that’s how it is.”

“We’ll eat the big steamed buns when we return.”

The car Yue Lu had driven over was a McLaren. Zhuang Yan didn’t understand these cars; he was searching for them online just now.

Supposedly, luxury cars come with their own anti-collision functions, and pedestrians will automatically avoid them when they see them; he didn’t know if that was true.

“Let’s go to Annan Hospital.” Yue Lu sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt. “That is a property of the Yue family.”

“Okay.” Understood, it’s more reassuring to use one’s own hospital.

Zhuang Yan started the car according to the steps in his memory and drove toward the hospital according to the navigation prompts.

Zhuang Yan’s palms were covered in sweat from nervousness the whole way. Halfway there, he encountered an electric bike running a red light; if he hadn’t reacted quickly, he might have hit it. Fortunately, they arrived at the hospital safely in the end.

“How is your arm? Does it still hurt?”

Private hospitals are great fewer people and quiet, so there was no risk of secondary injury to Yue Lu due to crowds.

Yue Lu shook his head: “It doesn’t hurt as much as before.”

After the X-ray was taken, Zhuang Yan took the film and Yue Lu to find the doctor.

The doctor looked at the film for a long time and finally concluded: “There is no fracture; it looks like a muscle strain. Don’t lift heavy objects when you go back. For the next few days, apply a cold compress three or four times a day. If it hasn’t improved, then use a hot compress. It will be better within a week at most.”

In fact, there wasn’t even a muscle strain; this was because the doctor had received word that regardless of whether there was an illness or not, he must say there was one.

The doctor sat there looking at the film for a long time not to study it, but to think of a reasonably logical symptom to help a certain boss maintain the lie.

“Thank you, doctor.” Zhuang Yan breathed a sigh of relief; luckily, there was nothing serious.

Walking out of the hospital, Yue Lu was still wearing that scarf, looking a bit ridiculous.

“Take the scarf off. I’ll give you an ice compress when we get back.” Saying this, Zhuang Yan was about to take the scarf off.

He’s a grown man; he knows he doesn’t have a fracture, yet he doesn’t know to take the scarf off himself.

Could it be that rich young masters are all physically incompetent and unable to look after themselves?

Or did Yue Lu just think this scarf looked good, thought this look was nice, and wanted to stay like this for the rest of his life?

But then again, today was really “Mercury in retrograde”; next time he went out, he would have to check the almanac first.

No, the retrograde events were all experienced at home; it seemed he should go out more in the future and stay at home less.

This was too difficult for a shut-in like him!

That wasn’t right either; he had also experienced a series of unlucky events outside.

Damnable Yue Lu, he must be the bane of his life; things were going poorly both at home and outside.

“Since there’s nothing wrong, I’ll drive.” Yue Lu stopped Zhuang Yan, who was going to open the driver’s side door.

Zhuang Yan quickly stopped him: “The doctor said you can’t lift heavy objects.”

What if it causes secondary injury to you?

Previously, it could be said it was Yue Lu’s own responsibility, but this time it would definitely be Zhuang Yan’s responsibility.

After all, it was Zhuang Yan who let Yue Lu, a patient, drive; if the patient wasn’t allowed to drive, there would be no secondary injury.

“A steering wheel isn’t a heavy object. Is it possible for me to drive home while lifting the car with one hand?” Yue Lu tried to explain to Zhuang Yan.

Thinking of the image Yue Lu described, Zhuang Yan couldn’t help but laugh: “I actually saw a news story about two people who had been drinking. Fearing there would be a sobriety checkpoint on the road, they discussed it and the two decided to carry the car home.”

“For real?” Yue Lu was rarely amused like this.

“Of course it’s true, wait while I find that news for you.”

Yue Lu leaned over to look at Zhuang Yan’s phone. The two were very close; the sunlight was shining right from in front of them, and with just a slight lift of the eyes, they could clearly see the tiny fine hairs on each other’s faces.

Because Yue Lu had just washed his hair, the scent of shampoo still lingered on it.

Zhuang Yan had bought a lemon-scented one, and when mixed with Yue Lu’s pheromone scent of pine forest after rain, it gave off an even more refreshing feeling.

This Alpha really doesn’t follow “Alpha Virtue”; how could he just let an Omega smell his pheromones?

Fine, for the sake of Yue Lu being his own Alpha, he would forgive him this once.

“See, I told you it was true.” Zhuang Yan put away his phone and obediently returned to the passenger seat.

Driving was too terrifying; such things should be done less often.

Experts said that being frightened for a long time makes it difficult to conceive.

“The world is truly full of wonders.” Yue Lu’s reaction was always a beat slow, which reminded Zhuang Yan of an “old friend.”

“Have you watched Big Ear Tutu?”

Yue Lu shook his head: “No, what is that?”

“A cartoon! Didn’t you watch it when you were little?”

“No.”

“Then I’ll accompany you to catch up when we get back.” Zhuang Yan also wanted to say Yue Lu was like “Kuaikuai” in the show, but saying it now was useless because Yue Lu had no idea who that was.

“Okay.” Yue Lu was like a drunkard, staggering a few steps to the car door; even the action of opening the car door was clumsy.

Zhuang Yan subconsciously touched the back of his neck.

Oh no, this time he used the cheap suppressive patches he bought on Pinduoduo nine yuan and nine cents for a thousand pieces. This suppressive patch wasn’t waterproof at all, and it had already become useless by now.

Having just been hooked by Yue Lu’s pheromones, Zhuang Yan’s pheromones also leaked out.

Zhuang Yan’s pheromone was rum; it smelled a bit sweet and a bit intoxicating.

In that case, would Yue Lu be considered drunk driving?

Would he have his license revoked if he ran into traffic police?

“Wait a moment before we leave. I’ll go to the self-service machine over there to buy a suppressive patch.” Zhuang Yan covered the back of his neck and hurriedly got out of the car.

Open wine don’t drink drive, drink drive don’t open wine.

Open wine and drink drive, relatives shed two lines of tears.

Oh, such an old meme, Zhuang Yan lamented in his heart.

“I’ll go with you.” Yue Lu quickly pulled open the car door and followed. “You are an Omega; running around like this is very dangerous.”

“Thank you, it was my oversight. Perhaps the suppressive patch was already useless when we left, but I just didn’t notice.”

Almost every public place had vending machines for suppressants and suppressive patches. Zhuang Yan felt dizzy looking at all the fancy functions, so he simply scanned the code and picked one at random.

Returning to sit in the car with the suppressive patch, Zhuang Yan felt the urge to tease Yue Lu. He handed the patch to Yue Lu: “I can’t see the back. Help me put it on.”

Anyway, some things would have to be done sooner or later. What if the two of them accidentally ignited a spark in the car and hit the mark in one go?

“Me?”

Zhuang Yan looked back: “Is that not okay, A-Cong? But I really can’t see the back. If I went out to use the car’s rearview mirror, wouldn’t that be putting on a suppressive patch in a public place? How embarrassing.”

How would that be different from changing underwear in a public place?

Yue Lu swallowed hard and finally took the suppressive patch from Zhuang Yan’s hand.

He first peeled off the suppressive patch on Zhuang Yan’s gland that had long been a mere formality, then put on the newly bought one.

Yue Lu was careful throughout the whole process, as if Zhuang Yan were some rare treasure.

“How is it attached?” Zhuang Yan knew Yue Lu’s hand was right there; he specifically wanted some physical contact.

When Zhuang Yan’s fingertips touched Yue Lu’s hand, Yue Lu’s hand pulled back as if from an electric shock.

No way? He hates being touched that much? Then why did he put the suppressive patch on him?

Could it be he was just afraid Zhuang Yan would embarrass their family by putting it on in the street?

Then why did he let Zhuang Yan wash and dry his hair?

This person was truly strange.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose.” In short, apologize first.

“No… I…” Yue Lu stuttered, unable to say a complete sentence.

Is he this innocent?

So it’s not hate, but shyness?

“A-Cong, why is your face red? Is it too hot in the car?” Zhuang Yan hooked his lips and leaned closer.

It was currently autumn; the temperature outside was just right, and it wasn’t stuffy in the car.

“It is a bit hot,” Yue Lu replied guiltily.

“Oh~” Zhuang Yan elongated the sound. “Then I’ll turn on the air conditioner.”

“No need!” Yue Lu stopped him. “It’ll be fine in a moment.”

“Alright.” Zhuang Yan pretended to let the matter go, but just as Yue Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly leaned over and happened to kiss Yue Lu right on the lips.

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