Your Distance
Turns out, even Bai Changyi could fall sick.
Of course, needless to say, as long as one was human, there’d always be the possibility of them falling sick. But from the time Ting Shuang first met Bai Changyi until now, he had never seen him sick even once, so he’d always mistakenly believed that Bai Changyi never fell sick.
Who knew that Bai Changyi would catch a cold after taking Vico out for a walk in the forest on a Sunday and returning home.
“Are you feeling unwell?” Ting Shuang realised that Bai Changyi’s complexion seemed a little off.
Bai Changyi frowned, sat on the sofa, and pressed the space between his eyebrows, “Dizzy.”
“Was it too windy outside?” Ting Shuang touched Bai Changyi’s forehead and realised that his temperature felt a little high. Afraid that it was because his hands were too cold after returning from the outside, he touched his forehead to Bai Changyi’s, “It’s not that my hands are cold, you probably have a fever.”
He poured a cup of hot water for Bai Changyi and asked, “Is there any medicine at home? I think I remember there being some. Which cabinet is it in?”
Bai Changyi pointed to the cabinet next to the fireplace, “Inside that one.”
“Oh…” Ting Shuang opened the cabinet and saw the medicine box inside, but…
In front of the medicine box, why was there a box of familiar… condoms?
They usually didn’t use this cabinet much…
Ting Shuang took out the medicine box and the condoms in confusion, the medicine box in one hand and the condoms in the other. As he walked towards Bai Changyi, he carefully read the words on the box—
Size: Standard.
Oh, he remembered that this box of “standard” size condoms had been bought when they were in the supermarket. He never had the opportunity to use it, and he didn’t know which corner of the house it had been thrown to. Later, he just didn’t remember that there was this box of condoms at home, but it was unexpectedly discovered by him today.
Thinking this, he casually put the condoms on the coffee table, and then started looking for medicine in the medicine box.
Since just now, Bai Changyi had been waiting for Ting Shuang to retrieve the medicine with his eyes closed. His condition worsened quickly. In just a short time, he was not only dizzy, but also burning up badly. His mind was hazy, and his body felt weak. Hearing Ting Shuang move over, he raised his gaze slightly.
When he looked up, before he saw the medicine box, he first saw the box of “standard” size condoms.
The complexion of the great Professor Bai, who was burning up so badly he couldn’t think clearly, changed. Not only that, but the way he referred to Ting Shuang also changed, “… Ting, Shuang.”
What did this bastard want to do?
“Mmh?” Ting Shuang’s focus was on the different boxes of medicine in the medicine box, “Wait a moment, I’m looking for the fever medicine.”
“Come here.” Bai Changyi’s voice was low and hoarse, “Let me see.”
“No, you take a break and drink some hot water. I’ll be done… quickly.” Not long after, Ting Shuang found a box of fever medicine, two boxes of cold medicine and a thermometer. “Take your temperature before eating the medicine.”
He quickly put the thermometer into Bai Changyi’s mouth.
Bai Changyi wanted to say something, but Ting Shuang stopped him, “Take your temperature first, don’t talk while you’re getting it taken.”
After a while, Ting Shuang took out the thermometer and took a look–
“Forty-five degrees?!”
Bai Changyi: “…”
Ting Shuang got a big shock, and looked at Bai Changyi again, suddenly feeling like the old man surnamed Bai was already at the verge of death. It would be too late if he didn’t go to the hospital soon, “Can you stand? No, no, you don’t move, please don’t move. I’ll call an ambulance, I’ll call an ambulance right away…”
Bai Changyi: “…”
Bai Changyi: “Ting…”
Bai Changyi was too soft, and Ting Shuang didn’t hear him. He just looked for his mobile phone, and when he finally found it, he immediately started making an emergency call.
With much difficulty, Bai Changyi raised his voice, and it still sounded low and hoarse, “Ting, that’s the temperature of the hot water.” He very resignedly pointed at the hot water that Ting Shuang had poured for him on the coffee table.
With this kind of hot water, anyone’s temperature would soar to forty-five degrees after drinking it.
Ting Shuang picked up the cup, drank a few mouthfuls of the hot water, and then measured his temperature. Okay, 45.5 degrees, it was even 0.5 degrees higher than Bai Changyi’s.
He looked at Bai Changyi. Bai Changyi looked at him and smiled, resigned yet indulging, his eyes seemingly saying: You can practice on me.
Ting Shuang had always been clueless about how to take care of people.
But after meeting Bai Changyi, that “cluelessness” had become a “will to learn”.
After taking the right body temperature, Ting Shuang took out the fever medicine for Bai Changyi to eat, then took a towel, soaked it in cold water, wrung it dry, and put it on Bai Changyi’s forehead to prevent him from getting uncomfortable. Before long, when the cold towel became warm, Ting Shuang went to change it. When he came back again, the fever medicine had taken effect, and Bai Changyi had fallen asleep on the sofa.
Ting Shuang went to get the blanket, scared that Bai Changyi wouldn’t feel comfortable sleeping like that. He then carefully took off Bai Changyi’s glasses. While doing so, he saw the shallow indentation on the bridge of Bai Changyi’s nose, his slightly furrowed eyebrows because of his discomfort, and heard the sound of his heavy breathing because of the fever…
A feeling that he usually didn’t have surged up, and it was hard to pinpoint what exactly it was.
Close to evening time, the light from the setting sun shone in through the windows from the outside and fell on Bai Changyi’s feet. Ting Shuang started a fire at the fireplace, and nestled on the other sofa with Vico in his arms, using his phone to search up recipes for food to eat when sick.
Ginger coke. Honey yali pear soup. Steamed egg custard. Fish soup with tofu. Chicken porridge.
Ting Shuang saved all of those recipes and went to the kitchen to cook.
After more than an hour of tinkering around, the meal was ready, and Bai Changyi had also woken up.
“Quick, taste the ginger coke I made.” Ting Shuang proudly offered the bowl to Bai Changyi.
Bai Changyi looked down, looked at the bowl of smoking hot, dark red-coloured soup with doubt, then looked up at the expectant Ting Shuang. He took the bowl from him, and very cautiously took a sip.
It was surprisingly pretty good.
“What’s that expression of yours?” Ting Shuang was dissatisfied with Bai Changyi’s reaction. “At the very least, I used to work in a cafe and can cook something according to the recipe. I can’t make a mistake like that, right?”
Bai Changyi smiled and surrendered, “Okay, I’ll reflect on my actions.”
Ting Shuang emphasized, “I am very reliable now.”
Bai Changyi: “Mm.”
Ting Shuang: “When you’re sick, I am fully capable of taking over everything.”
Bai Changyi: “Mm.”
Ting Shuang: “You don’t believe me?”
Bai Changyi: “I wouldn’t dare.”
Trusting in Ting Shuang’s abilities, Bai Changyi ate all the food Ting Shuang made; Trusting in Ting Shuang’s abilities, Bai Changyi asked Ting Shuang to make an appointment with a family doctor for him the next day; Trusting in Ting Shuang’s abilities, Bai Changyi asked Ting Shuang to send an email to the students to notify them of the cancellation of class the next day.
On Tuesday, Bai Changyi resumed work.
When he checked his mailbox, he glanced at the email that Ting Shuang had helped him send to the students.
A spelling error here, a grammatical error there, the entire email looked like this-
Dear students,
Esteemed girls and gentlemen,
As I got a strand of fiber①, our robotics class will be cancelled tomorrow.
Extending friendly greetings
Changyi Bai
Chapter 3: CH extra 2
Of course, needless to say, as long as one was human, there’d always be the possibility of them falling sick. But from the time Ting Shuang first met Bai Changyi until now, he had never seen him sick even once, so he’d always mistakenly believed that Bai Changyi never fell sick.
Who knew that Bai Changyi would catch a cold after taking Vico out for a walk in the forest on a Sunday and returning home.
“Are you feeling unwell?” Ting Shuang realised that Bai Changyi’s complexion seemed a little off.
Bai Changyi frowned, sat on the sofa, and pressed the space between his eyebrows, “Dizzy.”
“Was it too windy outside?” Ting Shuang touched Bai Changyi’s forehead and realised that his temperature felt a little high. Afraid that it was because his hands were too cold after returning from the outside, he touched his forehead to Bai Changyi’s, “It’s not that my hands are cold, you probably have a fever.”
He poured a cup of hot water for Bai Changyi and asked, “Is there any medicine at home? I think I remember there being some. Which cabinet is it in?”
Bai Changyi pointed to the cabinet next to the fireplace, “Inside that one.”
“Oh…” Ting Shuang opened the cabinet and saw the medicine box inside, but…
In front of the medicine box, why was there a box of familiar… condoms?
They usually didn’t use this cabinet much…
Ting Shuang took out the medicine box and the condoms in confusion, the medicine box in one hand and the condoms in the other. As he walked towards Bai Changyi, he carefully read the words on the box—
Size: Standard.
Oh, he remembered that this box of “standard” size condoms had been bought when they were in the supermarket. He never had the opportunity to use it, and he didn’t know which corner of the house it had been thrown to. Later, he just didn’t remember that there was this box of condoms at home, but it was unexpectedly discovered by him today.
Thinking this, he casually put the condoms on the coffee table, and then started looking for medicine in the medicine box.
Since just now, Bai Changyi had been waiting for Ting Shuang to retrieve the medicine with his eyes closed. His condition worsened quickly. In just a short time, he was not only dizzy, but also burning up badly. His mind was hazy, and his body felt weak. Hearing Ting Shuang move over, he raised his gaze slightly.
When he looked up, before he saw the medicine box, he first saw the box of “standard” size condoms.
The complexion of the great Professor Bai, who was burning up so badly he couldn’t think clearly, changed. Not only that, but the way he referred to Ting Shuang also changed, “… Ting, Shuang.”
What did this bastard want to do?
“Mmh?” Ting Shuang’s focus was on the different boxes of medicine in the medicine box, “Wait a moment, I’m looking for the fever medicine.”
“No, you take a break and drink some hot water. I’ll be done… quickly.” Not long after, Ting Shuang found a box of fever medicine, two boxes of cold medicine and a thermometer. “Take your temperature before eating the medicine.”
He quickly put the thermometer into Bai Changyi’s mouth.
Bai Changyi wanted to say something, but Ting Shuang stopped him, “Take your temperature first, don’t talk while you’re getting it taken.”
After a while, Ting Shuang took out the thermometer and took a look–
“Forty-five degrees?!”
Bai Changyi: “…”
Ting Shuang got a big shock, and looked at Bai Changyi again, suddenly feeling like the old man surnamed Bai was already at the verge of death. It would be too late if he didn’t go to the hospital soon, “Can you stand? No, no, you don’t move, please don’t move. I’ll call an ambulance, I’ll call an ambulance right away…”
Bai Changyi: “…”
Bai Changyi: “Ting…”
Bai Changyi was too soft, and Ting Shuang didn’t hear him. He just looked for his mobile phone, and when he finally found it, he immediately started making an emergency call.
With much difficulty, Bai Changyi raised his voice, and it still sounded low and hoarse, “Ting, that’s the temperature of the hot water.” He very resignedly pointed at the hot water that Ting Shuang had poured for him on the coffee table.
With this kind of hot water, anyone’s temperature would soar to forty-five degrees after drinking it.
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Ting Shuang: “…”Ting Shuang picked up the cup, drank a few mouthfuls of the hot water, and then measured his temperature. Okay, 45.5 degrees, it was even 0.5 degrees higher than Bai Changyi’s.
He looked at Bai Changyi. Bai Changyi looked at him and smiled, resigned yet indulging, his eyes seemingly saying: You can practice on me.
Ting Shuang had always been clueless about how to take care of people.
But after meeting Bai Changyi, that “cluelessness” had become a “will to learn”.
After taking the right body temperature, Ting Shuang took out the fever medicine for Bai Changyi to eat, then took a towel, soaked it in cold water, wrung it dry, and put it on Bai Changyi’s forehead to prevent him from getting uncomfortable. Before long, when the cold towel became warm, Ting Shuang went to change it. When he came back again, the fever medicine had taken effect, and Bai Changyi had fallen asleep on the sofa.
Ting Shuang went to get the blanket, scared that Bai Changyi wouldn’t feel comfortable sleeping like that. He then carefully took off Bai Changyi’s glasses. While doing so, he saw the shallow indentation on the bridge of Bai Changyi’s nose, his slightly furrowed eyebrows because of his discomfort, and heard the sound of his heavy breathing because of the fever…
Close to evening time, the light from the setting sun shone in through the windows from the outside and fell on Bai Changyi’s feet. Ting Shuang started a fire at the fireplace, and nestled on the other sofa with Vico in his arms, using his phone to search up recipes for food to eat when sick.
Ginger coke. Honey yali pear soup. Steamed egg custard. Fish soup with tofu. Chicken porridge.
Ting Shuang saved all of those recipes and went to the kitchen to cook.
After more than an hour of tinkering around, the meal was ready, and Bai Changyi had also woken up.
“Quick, taste the ginger coke I made.” Ting Shuang proudly offered the bowl to Bai Changyi.
Bai Changyi looked down, looked at the bowl of smoking hot, dark red-coloured soup with doubt, then looked up at the expectant Ting Shuang. He took the bowl from him, and very cautiously took a sip.
It was surprisingly pretty good.
“What’s that expression of yours?” Ting Shuang was dissatisfied with Bai Changyi’s reaction. “At the very least, I used to work in a cafe and can cook something according to the recipe. I can’t make a mistake like that, right?”
Bai Changyi smiled and surrendered, “Okay, I’ll reflect on my actions.”
Ting Shuang emphasized, “I am very reliable now.”
Bai Changyi: “Mm.”
Ting Shuang: “When you’re sick, I am fully capable of taking over everything.”
Bai Changyi: “Mm.”
Ting Shuang: “You don’t believe me?”
Bai Changyi: “I wouldn’t dare.”
Trusting in Ting Shuang’s abilities, Bai Changyi ate all the food Ting Shuang made; Trusting in Ting Shuang’s abilities, Bai Changyi asked Ting Shuang to make an appointment with a family doctor for him the next day; Trusting in Ting Shuang’s abilities, Bai Changyi asked Ting Shuang to send an email to the students to notify them of the cancellation of class the next day.
On Tuesday, Bai Changyi resumed work.
When he checked his mailbox, he glanced at the email that Ting Shuang had helped him send to the students.
A spelling error here, a grammatical error there, the entire email looked like this-
Esteemed girls and gentlemen,
As I got a strand of fiber①, our robotics class will be cancelled tomorrow.
Extending friendly greetings
Changyi Bai
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