CH 6

Translator: Abo Dammen

Hey, Luoyuan! Thank you so much for the kofi. Here’s a chapter dedicated for you <3 

Jiang Yunshu rummaged through the medicine kit and found no first-line painkillers. The others weren’t imprescriptible, but the side effects were severe. He sprang up. “Bai Tang, is there a pharmacy nearby? I’ll go buy a painkiller.”

Bai Tang intended to use his uninjured hand to support himself up when he heard what he said, but Jiang Yunshu stopped him, so he could only sit back obediently. “…There’s one. Once you’re outside, turn left.”

“Okay.” Jiang Yunshu changed his clothes, then poured a cup of warm water and placed it on the table where Bai Tang could reach it, and asked, “Wanna go to the bathroom?” 

Bai Tang’s pale lips pursed. “No, sir…”

“All right, then just sit on the sofa. Don’t put pressure on the wound,” cautioned Jiang Yunshu as he took the key. “I’ll be right back.”

The ambiance suddenly freshened after he stepped out of the house. He could finally take a deep breath without any scruples.

The pheromones in the house had already scattered by the time he arrived home. He placed two ibuprofen pills in Bai Tang’s hand before going to clean up the kitchen mess.

“Sir…” Bai Tang had a clogged nose since he had recently shed tears. With his pale lips parted, he inhaled feebly, his long hair clung to his sweaty neck. “I-I’ll do the cleaning,” he stammered timidly.

“It’s all right,” said Jiang Yunshu.

They had yet to prepare dinner, so he just ordered takeout from a nearby restaurant. 

Before the takeout arrived, Jiang Yunshu sat down on the sofa and spoke calmly, “Bai Tang, let’s chat first, okay?”

Bai Tang neither agreed nor said no. He shrank and sat stiffly at the edge of the sofa, his head bowed, unmoving, with a weak and wounded right hand, only nodding after a while.

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The hand on his knee gripped instantly. Bai Tang was motionless for a moment before responding quietly, “…Yes.”

Jiang Yunshu sought to be tactful by organizing his language. “Was it something we both agreed to?”

Bai Tang’s knuckles began to whiten. He nodded once more.

Jiang Yunshu no longer went in circles, but he expressed the main issue with difficulty, like a fishbone caught in his throat that he couldn’t get rid of. “Was I cruel to you before? I hit you?” 

This time, Bai Tang reacted. He swiftly rose and then quickly dropped his head, shaking it so furiously that his hair rattled with it. The tremor in his voice was easy to hear. “N-No. Sir, I was in the wrong…”

It was just a split second, but Jiang Yunshu could still see the horror that was about to spill from Bai Tang’s eyes.

He kept silent.

In the midst of silence, Bai Tang’s fingers grasping the cloth tightened even further, and his exposed neck appeared paler. 

After some time, Jiang Yunshu broke the stillness and remarked, “I’m sorry. As you can see, I’ve lost my memory, so I have no idea what I’ve done to you prior, but I will do my best to make up for it, although the gap is already there; that is, if you’d want to…”

‘He’ had been treating Bai Tang terribly. Bai Tang hated him for sure, so divorce should be the outcome Bai Tang wanted most.

“We can divorce.” Jiang Yunshu said calmly. “I will do my best to compensate you, whether it is an asset or–”

“Don’t!” Bai Tang knelt on his knees, buttocks against his heels. Regardless of his wounds, he cautiously clutched Jiang Yunshu’s pants and lifted his head, full of pleading. “Sir, sir, I was wrong, I don’t want a divorce… I will, I will change…I beg you, please, I will change…” 

Jiang Yunshu was caught off guard and fright welled up in him. He wanted to help Bai Tang up, but Bai Tang kept kneeling. He just kept repeating,  “Wrong. Sir, I was wrong… Don’t get a divorce.”

“No divorce.” Jiang Yunshu could only concede to the former because he was afraid the wound might open. He carried Bai Tang back to the sofa, pulled out pieces of paper, and clarified, “I didn’t say I wanted to separate; the decision is yours. If you say you want to, then we can do it…”

When Jiang Yunshu saw Bai Tang poised to kneel again, he suppressed his concerns and quickly changed his words, “We will not separate.”

“Thank you, sir…” Bai Tang remarked in a shaky voice, but he didn’t dare take the paper in his hand. 

Jiang Yunshu reminded him, “Wipe your tears.”

Only then did Bai Tang wipe his face with a tissue.

“I’m really sorry,” Jiang Yunshu repeated, enunciating clearly and sincerely. “I did those horrible things to you before. I promise I won’t do them again in the future.”

In fact, Jiang Yunshu had very simple feelings for Bai Tang. 

First of all, he’s a doctor.

Second, he’s now ‘Jiang Yunsu’. He inherited this body that he’ll use for the rest of his life, as well as the original owner’s wealth, real estate, and Bai Tang, as his nominal wife. He would do his best to be responsible and make amends for the original owner’s misdeeds.

Third, humans are face-cons. He couldn’t face the thought of such a good-looking boy deteriorating into such a morbid sight. Besides, he had enough energy and wealth to lend a helping hand.

Last but not least, Bai Tang resembled his patient Zhou An, that young lad, a lot… Jiang Yunshu lowered his gaze to Bai Tang’s hair. He probably wouldn’t live longer than a year. 

When Zhou An was transferred from the county hospital to the city hospital, he was only 13 years old. His attending physician was Jiang Yunshu.

The young kid would sit peacefully on the hospital bed, his eyes beaming. He’d flash a smile whenever he saw Jiang Yunshu come into the ward to perform rounds. “Doctor Jiang, you’re here.”

Such an optimistic and gentle Zhou An had to endure the severe pain caused by bone cancer every day. Cold sweat soaked his hospital attire and white linens, the dampness revealing his thin figure.

Zhou An curled up on the hospital bed, stubbornly biting his fingers. When he saw Jiang Yunshu, he weakly reached out his hand, clutched the corner of his white coat, and beamed with all of his strength. “Doctor Jiang, am I very amazing?” 

“En.” Jiang Yunshu gently wiped the sweat from Zhou An’s forehead with a tissue. “Xiao An is very amazing.”

Long-term chemotherapy took away Zhou An’s magnificent black hair when he was 14 years old. But the illness was merciless, and his bone cancer worsened. Zhou An lost his left leg after losing his hair, but that wasn’t enough. The amputation didn’t save the little boy’s life.

Before Jiang Yunshu died, Zhou An had just celebrated his 15th birthday, but a routine examination the next day revealed that the tumour had metastasized to his lungs.

Jiang Yunshu had seen far too many patients, witnessed too many lives and deaths as an oncologist doctor, yet no one had ever made him feel so distressed to that extent. 

When he followed his grandma to the temple, he unconsciously helped ask for a peace talisman for Zhou An.

That’s why, when Jiang Yunshu first met Bai Tang, he asked if he had any medical history.  It was the reason why Jiang Yunshu felt relieved unconsciously  when he heard Bai Tang was 21 years old.

That’s why Jiang Yunshu, an ignorant newcomer to this foreign world, trusted Bai Tang right away. It was because he had preconceived notions that Bai Tang, who resembled Zhou An in appearance, would not harm him.

Zhou An had suffered enough in that world. He couldn’t even keep the little boy’s life due to his incompetence. 

But in this world, in this world… Jiang Yunshu secretly clenched his fists. Although he didn’t know why Bai Tang refused to divorce, since he chose to stay, he would definitely protect him.

The author has something to say:

I hope everyone understands that your thunder isn’t always someone else’s thunder, and your thunder may not be the author’s ’thunder’

If it ever crossed your mind during the reading process that the characters aren’t agreeable “I think…“, ”I feel…“, ”If it was me, I won’t…” blah blah blah, and if you feel upset, nauseous, any chest pains, vomiting, and other psychical and psychological discomfort, please quit on your own, no need to say more~ Thank you for your support~ 

Translator’s Feed

Poor Zhou An :((. As someone who’s also gone in and out of the hospital, sometimes the only thing I feel like I can do is just to act optimistic. Because the more I think negatively, the more sick I feel. Also, just because you are used to seeing something doesn’t mean you’ll no longer feel anything. It might not be the case for many, and it might not be applied to other situations, but you feel something because you’re still a human capable of feeling. Fighting, Yunshu and Tangtang!!

On the side note, the author being passive-aggressive is

PPS. Read this on Chrysanthemum Garden.