Xia Liuyue glanced at the towel beside her.
Without blushing or her heart racing, she replied, "But you can't see, right? Maybe you're looking in the wrong spot. Let me come in and help you."
Yan Hechuan reacted vehemently, "No need!"
Five minutes later.
Yan Hechuan spoke again, "Yinyao, the towel really isn't here."
Xia Liuyue said unhurriedly, "It's fine. If you won't let me in, then you can just squat down and keep looking slowly."
Yan Hechuan finally detected a hint of displeasure in her tone.
"You're unhappy?"
"My fiancé is rejecting me. Do you think any normal person would be happy about that?" Her voice was full of grievance.
"I'm not rejecting you, it's just..."
"It's just that you don't want me to see you naked. What's the big deal? Who knows, maybe when we're old and gray in our seventies or eighties, I'll be the one at your sickbed wiping you and helping you pee."
Xia Liuyue spoke very casually.
Inside the shower stall, Yan Hechuan's face turned pale then flushed upon hearing this.
For some reason, that image popped into his head.
Just thinking about it... was almost unbearable!
But Yinyao had a point. After all, they were already engaged and would become official husband and wife in the future.
They were supposed to grow old together. Perhaps he shouldn't be so resistant.
Yan Hechuan took a deep breath:
"Come in then."
Outside the door, Xia Liuyue turned the handle and pushed it open.
His upper body was pale and toned, with eight-pack abs that looked impressive. As for his waist...
It really did feel similar to what she had touched before.
It looked powerful.
His lower half was covered with the clothes he had taken off.
He seemed both awkward and nervous.
Xia Liuyue said with a hint of laughter in her voice:
"Hechuan, don't be nervous."
"You have a great figure. You should be more confident."
"Hmm, though this area could use a bit more work."
As she spoke, she reached out and pinched the hollow of his waist. Yan Hechuan trembled and shrank back like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
At that moment, fine, though not yet very obvious, red rashes began to appear on his body.
Xia Liuyue was stunned.
So his allergy was real.
She quickly threw the grey towel over to him, saying:
"Here, dry off and get dressed quickly. I'll wait for you outside."
After a while, Yan Hechuan walked out with his hair still damp.
He was neatly dressed in pajamas, but the red rashes on his exposed forearms and neck hadn't faded.
Xia Liuyue asked worriedly, "What should we do? You have rashes now. Do you need to take allergy medicine?"
Yan Hechuan frowned slightly and began feeling around the bedside for something.
"What are you looking for?"
"Calling my assistant. The allergy medicine at home is finished. I'll have him bring some."
"Didn't I accidentally break your phone this afternoon?" Xia Liuyue inquired.
Yan Hechuan said calmly, "Yes, but I have a backup work phone."
Xia Liuyue was taken aback.
What?
Another phone?
Better break that one too, and fast!
She spoke up before he could, "Where is it? I'll get it for you."
Yan Hechuan shook his head, "I don't remember either. I don't use that backup phone often."
After a pause, he added,
"Yinyao, you saved Assistant Chen's number last time. Give him a call."
The air froze for a moment.
Xia Liuyue had no such number for any Assistant Chen. And if Assistant Chen really came and saw her, the whole charade would be exposed.
After all, the real Tang Yinyao's flight was tomorrow morning.
What if Assistant Chen brought the real Tang Yinyao along? That would really be...
A complete disaster!
Xia Liuyue took a deep breath.
"It's already half past midnight. Assistant Chen is probably asleep."
"And even if he wakes up, the round trip will take a long time."
"Hechuan, let me take you to the hospital emergency room right now. Getting an IV drip will work faster."
Yan Hechuan was about to say he was fine, the allergic reaction wasn't that strong yet.
Suddenly, he felt large patches of hive-like welts on his hand.
It was severe.
"Alright, let's do that. Listen to me!" Xia Liuyue made the final decision.
After changing clothes, just as they opened the bedroom door, the door to the guest room next door also opened.
Meng Xiang asked with a worried look, "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"
Xia Liuyue said, "He's having an allergic reaction. We're going to the emergency room."
Meng Xiang quickly said, "I'll go with you."
Xia Liuyue nodded.
Taking care of a patient was physically demanding; having Meng Xiang around to help would be good.
Also, her current identity wasn't really suitable to appear in public, as it could easily be exposed.
The car sped all the way and finally arrived at Haishi's largest central hospital.
"I'll go park the car. Meng Xiang, you take Hechuan to the emergency room first," she said, giving Meng Xiang a meaningful look.
Meng Xiang understood immediately.
After all, the rich lady's current identity was 'Tang Yinyao'. If she went to the hospital and was seen by other acquaintances, the game would be up.
He, the humble male nurse/attendant, was more suitable for this.
"Don't worry, Senior Sister."
...
Meng Xiang helped Yan Hechuan to the emergency room to register and see a doctor.
The doctor glanced at the medical record and said, "This is an old issue for you, right? Heterosexual Contact Allergy Syndrome." (Novel setting)
Meng Xiang, standing nearby, was surprised.
"Heterosexual Contact Allergy Syndrome?"
The doctor nodded and explained:
"The patient's immune system identifies skin contact, body odor, hormones, or pheromones from unfamiliar women as 'foreign invaders,' triggering an allergic reaction."
"This leads to rapid skin redness, rashes, and in severe cases, symptoms like shortness of breath and rapid heartbeat."
The doctor looked at Yan Hechuan and said, "You should have regular allergy medication. Have you taken it?"
Yan Hechuan: "The medicine at home is finished."
The doctor nodded again and said:
"Fortunately, you came in time this time. This allergic reaction is quite severe; just taking pills wouldn't be enough."
"You still need an IV drip at the hospital. Alright, I'll prescribe the medication."
Meng Xiang accompanied Yan Hechuan to the infusion room for the drip.
Suddenly, he heard him ask, "Why hasn't your senior sister come up yet?"
Meng Xiang quickly said:
"Probably the hospital's underground parking is too big. She might still be looking for the entrance after parking. But don't worry, Brother Yan, I'm a very professional attendant."
Yan Hechuan gave a faint 'hmm' and then said:
"You heard it earlier, right? My immune system is allergic to skin contact with unfamiliar women."
Meng Xiang immediately held his breath beside him.
Oh no!
Discovered so quickly.
Just as he didn't dare to breathe loudly, he heard Yan Hechuan continue slowly:
"Actually, it's not just unfamiliar women. Even women I'm close to can trigger allergies if the contact lasts too long."
"Junior Brother Meng, before meeting your senior sister, I always thought I could only live my life like this."
"But, the first time we met on the blind date, my allergic reaction wasn't very strong. Even after returning home, I only had a few rashes on my arm."
