Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

"It's getting late. I have to go back."

As Shen Xi spoke, he reached out and picked up the schoolbag he had thrown on the sofa earlier.

Then he took a step and walked towards the door.

It's already past 12 o'clock, which is quite late indeed.

Song Yian looked at Shen Xi's actions and felt reluctant.

How he wished time could stop at this moment so that he could stay with Shen Xi for a while longer.

However, he also knew that it was indeed too late and he could no longer keep Shen Xi.

"it is good."

Song Yian responded softly, with a hint of imperceptible disappointment in his voice. He stood up, slowly followed Shen Xi, and sent him to the door.

Shen Xi took out the key, opened the door, and walked in. Just before he was about to close the door, Song Yian continued to speak.

"Then I'll wait for you tomorrow morning."

There was anticipation in his voice and a twinkle in his eyes.

Shen Xi was stunned for a moment, as if thinking about something.

Then, a smile appeared on his face, and that smile was as warm and bright as the spring sun.

"Okay, I want to eat that scallion pancake tomorrow morning."

"Row."

Song Yian looked at Shen Xi, his eyes full of tenderness.

The door slowly closed, and Song Yian stood at the door for a moment, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Back in the room, Song Yian lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep at all.

His thoughts drifted far away, thinking about every little thing he had experienced with Shen Xi.

"Analysis..."

After this day, Shen Xi and Song Yian became closer and closer.

Although they were still distant from each other in class, they went to and from school together every day.

The two of them eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together, just like a young couple.

That day, Shen Xi always felt strange and had been feeling unwell since morning reading.

Everything was fine before noon and I could eat normally.

But in the afternoon, Shen Xi's body began to feel inexplicably hot, and he lay on the table and fell asleep.

It was not until the evening self-study session was over and everyone had left that Song Yian came to Shen Xi.

At noon, Shen Xi was still fine, and he would sleep the whole afternoon after eating, so Song Yian didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Xixi, get out of class is over, we have to go back."

Shen Xi got up in a daze.

"Oh……"

His voice was weak and his face looked listless. Even if Song Yian was slow-witted, he should have noticed that something was wrong with him by now.

He placed his hand on Shen Xi's forehead and instantly felt a burning sensation. Song Yian was startled and frowned.

"Xixi, you have a fever!" he said anxiously.

Shen Xi shook his head weakly, "I'm fine, maybe just a little tired."

"No, we have to go to the hospital." Song Yian's tone was firm and unquestionable.

He carried Shen Xi on his back and walked towards the school infirmary.

Along the way, Song Yian's heart was beating fast, as he was worried that Shen Xi's condition would worsen.

When they arrived at the infirmary, the doctor examined Shen Xi.

"It's not a fever, it's a susceptible period."

Song Yian was stunned for a moment, then reacted. He knew Shen Xi was an Omega, and would feel particularly uncomfortable during his susceptible period.

He looked at Shen Xi distressedly and asked, "Doctor, what should we do now?"

The doctor took out an inhibitor and injected it into Shen Xi. "First give him an injection of inhibitor to relieve the symptoms. After you go back, you should have a good rest and keep a good mood." The doctor instructed.

Song Yian nodded, carried Shen Xi on his back and walked home. Along the way, he felt very complicated.

After taking an injection of inhibitor, Shen Xi's body was obviously better than before.

What's more, after Song Yian knew that he was in a susceptible period, he had been releasing soothing pheromones.

Shen Xi felt quite at ease lying on his back.

"thank you."