Chapter 66 – Dressing
The method is simple: find Hua Xin when you have time and chat with him. After all, he successfully managed to pursue a boyfriend.
“Hua Xin should understand it well.”
Upon hearing Liu Ying’s words, Cheng Che recalled what Wu You had said before: “That Hua Xin… hooked up with him on the same day, went to bed together at night~”
This is indeed the ‘good teacher’ Cheng Che needs.
“When can we go?”
Hua Xin is a talented person, and Cheng Che really wants to communicate with talented individuals.
Liu Ying: “I’ll call him tomorrow and ask!”
…
The next day, Liu Ying woke up and called Hua Xin. Hua Xin answered with a hoarse voice and asked them to wait a few days before going.
Liu Ying agreed, saying, “Okay, let’s go after we finish two matches this week.”
“Alright, speaking of matches…” Hua Xin asked, “Is there a chance to make it to the top three? The winner of the playoffs in the third place plays against the second place. We’re fine against TG, but it’s a bit tricky against SYG.”
“We should have a chance. The coach calculated… as long as we win two more rounds.”
Cheng Che establishes a relationship with the good teacher in advance.
Good teacher Hua Xin: “Alright, when the second match is on, I’ll come to watch. After the game, I’ll bring you to my place.”
This way, the plan is set. Cheng Che happily calls Jiang Langzhong and asks about the prescription, receives the explanation, and practices it personally, stewing the medicine in a small pot in the kitchen.
The base was filled with a strong bitter smell for a while.
Wu You and the others sat on the living room sofa watching a movie without changing their expressions. Liang Feng even complimented that it smelled good.
Lin Xingling got up, went out, sniffed, and came back.
Cheng Che came in to deliver the medicine but was blocked outside the door.
“Quick, open the door!”
Who told you to kick me out last night? I want to strike back; I want to make you suffer.
Because it is for external use, he deliberately brewed the medicine to be bitter.
…Even if he doesn’t drink it, the smell alone is torture.
After knocking on the door for a while without any response, Cheng Che impatiently places the medicine bowl on the ground, takes out the spare key he obtained from Coach Liang Feng, and opens the door.
“Captain~”
Lin Xingling on the bed tightened his blanket.
“Are you sleeping? Cheng Che put the bowl on the table, then pounced on the bed like a little kitten, lying on his blanket.
“Umm?!”
The blanket suddenly opened on both sides, enveloping him. Lin Xingling held him with both legs.
“What are you doing!”
The child struggled desperately, but Lin Xingling tightened his legs around Cheng Che’s waist and said, “Got you.”
Occasionally, it’s quite fun to mess around like this.
Cheng Che hugged his waist along with the blanket, lifted his head resting on Lin Xingling’s soft belly, and said, “Do you know what you’ve caught?”
Lin Xingling smiled and said, “I don’t know.”
Cheng Che showed a mysterious smile, “It’s Doraemon~”
Lin Xingling quickly let go of him, sat up, and said, “Why are you talking like that!”
A child so young, but his mind is filled with mischief…
“You’re already dressed, and you say you’re sleeping.”
Bringing the bitter Chinese medicine to his dear captain, Cheng Che clapped his hands and smiled, “Come on, darling, drink the medicine.”
“Jinlian, this medicine is quite bitter…”
This time, Lin Xingling looked at him with pleading eyes, “I really don’t want to drink the medicine. It’s too bitter, I don’t want to…”
Cheng Che didn’t show any mercy and continued to scare him, “Your hand still hurts, right? The doctor said… if you drink this medicine a few more times, it won’t hurt anymore.”
Seeing that his pitiful begging had no effect, Lin Xingling simply covered his head with the blanket and curled up inside.
“I won’t drink it, even if you kill me.”
Being afraid of bitterness is his biggest weakness, even if he had to do heavy labor for a lifetime.
Cheng Che held his phone outside, saying, “I recorded it.”
Cold and merciless, without any mercy.
“If you don’t come out, I’ll check your phone.”
This trick really works. In the moment Cheng Che unlocked his own phone, Lin Xingling peeked out of the blanket.
Round and plump, like a hamster ball, he looked at Cheng Che.
Cheng Che sat on the edge of the bed and gently patted his face a few times. Lin Xingling good-naturedly played along.
Rubbing his face is such a delightful thing to do (* `ˋ*).
“Captain, has anyone ever told you how cute you are?”
Suddenly asking this, Lin Xingling shook his head and said, “You are the cutest… darling, can’t we skip the medicine? Hmm?”
He blinked his eyes and acted cute.
If throwing a tantrum doesn’t solve the problem, then let’s try acting cute.
He insisted on not drinking the medicine.
Cheng Che forcefully changed the subject again, “I think you are the cutest, you are the cutest in my heart.”
A little bit of flirting.
Lin Xingling:…
He didn’t know what to say.
Cheng Che has been acting strange these past few days.
Strangely cute.
His mind is filled with cheesy lines.
…
“Really, if the captain is so cute, I really… really like you.” Cheng Che looked into his eyes and asked, “…So, if you think I’m cute, would you like… me?”
Asking this… Lin Xingling sincerely replied, “Definitely.”
Although he knew that Cheng Che didn’t understand the true meaning behind his words, Cheng Che was still very happy.
“In that case, we don’t need to take the medicine.”
Lin Xingling exclaimed joyfully, “Really?”
Cheng Che said, “Of course, the medicine is for external use.”
Lin Xingling:…
Lost for words.
When Lin Xingling was ready to apply the medicine, he realized how torturous it was. It would have been better to just drink it.
First, clean the hands and wrists thoroughly.
Then, fill the mouth with the medicinal soup and soak the fractured finger joints three times, each time for half a minute. For the wrist, it can be done in several rounds.
Lin Xingling was puzzled by this step, but Cheng Che heard from the doctor that it had something to do with yin and yang, five elements, and other complicated things. It would better complement the aura of taking the medicine.
After the joints and bones were soaked in the medicine, massage them twice a day. It would take about a week to see results, and it would probably be fully healed within a month.
Lin Xingling resisted, but Cheng Che insisted that resistance was futile.
Then, Cheng Che held the lukewarm medicine bowl and took a sip, the strong bitterness causing him to frown. However, he calmly held onto Lin Xingling’s left hand.
“No, I can do it myself…” Now Lin Xingling truly regretted it, but he couldn’t let the child suffer in vain, so he let Cheng Che put his index and middle fingers in his mouth.
Warm and slightly hot.
It’s so uncomfortable…
The main problem is that his fingers are in Cheng Che’s mouth. He really wants to… but he forcibly suppresses the desire to move them. This half a minute feels more agonizing than the last half a minute of the final exam.
He wants to breathe, but he can’t. Cheng Che is having fun in the midst of the bitterness, occasionally teasing the base of his fingers with his tongue to alleviate boredom…
He doesn’t understand. This represents a hidden longing. If Cheng Che wasn’t ‘applying medicine’ to Lin Xingling, he might have misunderstood.
In response, Lin Xingling can only close his eyes and not look at him.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Fortunately, his legs are covered by the blanket; otherwise, it would be embarrassing.
Half a minute, thirty seconds.
Lin Xingling felt like it lasted an eternity. When Cheng Che finally removed his fingers, he felt like he was about to die.
Cheng Che spat out the medicine into a disposable cup and stuck out his tongue, “It’s really… really bitter…”
“Don’t… don’t do it anymore.” Lin Xingling felt that if they continued like this, he might die. He didn’t want to die prematurely like in his past life, so he stopped Cheng Che from bringing the medicine bowl.
“I can probably handle it myself. The medicine is so bitter, let’s not do it anymore.”
Darling, let’s not do it anymore. It might suffocate someone.
Indeed, it’s extremely bitter.
“Alright.” Cheng Che reluctantly nodded.
Not this time, not next time. Save me… Although the medicine is a bit bitter, not every time can I have the chance to kiss Lin Xingling’s fingers.
No matter what, get better quickly.
…
Supervising Lin Xingling to soak his fingers and wrists in the medicinal solution three times, Cheng Che brought clean water to wash them and then began massaging.
The pressure was just right, and the technique was good.
But Lin Xingling had no time to enjoy it. He was getting increasingly impatient and just wanted to go to the bathroom.
Unfortunately, Cheng Che had no intention of letting go even after pinching for a long time.
Lin Xingling clenched his lips tightly and asked, “Let’s stop here for today. Why don’t you go to the living room and watch some TV?”
Cheng Che shook his head and said, “I finally found a rare opportunity. Let me… continue to massage you a bit more.”
It was a heartfelt gesture.
Lin Xingling: QwQ
It wasn’t until Liu Ying took Cheng Che to the small kitchen to clean the small pot used for boiling medicine that Lin Xingling was finally able to solve the problem.
He almost couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Dad Star: …
Although the method was outrageous, the prescription worked. After a week, the effect was truly evident—Lin Xingling’s fingers were less painful and much more flexible.
Perhaps it was psychological, or perhaps it was the power of love.
In the third round of the regular season, week 9, the matches this week were considered a victory.
Two matches, one win and one loss.
After the victorious match, everyone gathered in the backstage rest area, where Hua Xin was already waiting.
To bring Liu Ying and Cheng Che to play, they had to pass through Lin Xingling’s approval.
Dad Star questioned them with a series of questions like “Who’s at home?” “Is your home-cooked food delicious?” “When will you be back?” and so on.
Hua Xin:
“It’s just me. I sent Fu Cheng back to his home.”
“With Ying Ying, we don’t have to worry. We can just order takeout.”
“Look, can we send him back tomorrow afternoon?”
Lin Xingling felt quite satisfied. After giving Cheng Che a few instructions not to be too troublesome, he let Hua Xin take them away.
“Let’s go to my place and play with Ying Ying and Che Che!”
…
On the way back home, Liang Feng asked why Wu You didn’t go.
Wu You looked at Phantom beside him and said, “I just don’t feel like going.”
Phantom had trouble sleeping and could only fall asleep if there was someone breathing beside him. To ensure that he could rest well, Wu You would use voice chat with him every night.
…If they didn’t voice chat, Xiao Pei would suffer from insomnia.
He didn’t know if they would play and make noise until late at Hua Xin’s place, so he didn’t feel like going.
It’s most important for Xiao Pei, his good friend, to have a good night’s sleep.
“Well…” Liang Feng glanced at Lin Xingling, who had no expression on his face, looking dull and statue-like.
He nudged him, but Lin Xingling ignored him.
“Did Cheng Che take your soul away too?”
Lin Xingling: …
“No, I’m just a bit worried.”
Liang Feng asked in confusion, “Worried about what?”
He sighed without saying anything further.
He felt a sense of unfounded panic in his heart… an inexplicable worry about these three people conspiring to do something mischievous. He couldn’t help but feel concerned about them emotionally.
What exactly were these three planning?
He couldn’t figure it out.
Author’s Note:
[Mini Theater] – An Author Who D ares to Tell the Truth
Author: Please don’t take the methods of medication seriously, I made them up 🙂
Cat Che: I’m in the same boat, I swear.
Hamster Xingling: …
Hamster Xingling: I’ll squeak! You just want to eat my fingers, don’t you?!
Cat Che: This is no time to meow…