Male god is chasing my brother

Chapter 12

When An XuMo was hit by the bat, he didn't feel the intense pain. And when he met with Zhou JinChen, his satisfaction with their relationship lessened most of the pain. But after the short meal, An XuMo's back suddenly arched sharply as if his back was on fire. The pain he had previously ignored has accumulated.                

The man next to him made a phone call, hang up and started asking him, "Did those people did this to you?"

An XuMo reluctantly nodded. Bright red blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth, dyeing his pale lips red.    

During one of his dizzy spells, someone was wiping away the blood on the corners of his mouth. An XuMo wanted to thank him, but because of his raw throat, he wasn't sure if he had thanked him or not. All he knows is that he is in an interior room with a constant temperature control system. But, the cold air is drilling into his skin making his teeth is chatter.               

After some amount of time, a strong cool hand lifted him up. Behind him, there seemed to be another person examining him. Their hand is putting pressure on his back and their voice is constantly heard. An XuMo only remembered being in a man's arms. The man's buttons were hard against him and he has a faint, cold fragrance.     

After that, An XuMo fainted. 

The fire on his back is burning the bottom of his heart, it is like a hand constantly loading firewood. In front of him, there is a cold breeze. His hands and feet are frozen over. An XuMo struggled for a long time to catch the light. He struggled to climb out of the abyss of fire and ice. It took him a while to realize that his eyes are already opened.              

He was surrounded by a sea of murky gray. And it is dark and late outside. There is no light in the room, only some light came out of the door nearby. An XuMo found himself bent over. The feeling of fire on his back has subsided, it seems that his back has been smeared with medicine. Then a faint voice came outside of the room. An XuMo listened when a familiar male voice said, "When he walks up, call me. I will find someone to pick him up. I am going to go now, I still have something to do." 

An XuMo's was still fuzzy so for a moment so he could not tell whose voice is it. The other man was asking him if he is coming home tonight. The first voice avoids the questioning with a couple of sentences. Then, the noise suddenly disappeared.     

An XuMo pushed himself to a sitting position. The wound on his back is slightly numb but it doesn't hurt anymore. He couldn't see anything clearly in the dark so he fumbles around for a pair of slippers next to the bed. Subconsciously, An XuMo opens the bright door.     

If he had known what the people outside were doing, he wouldn't be so rash. But it was too late to have regrets. An XuMo was surprised to find a doctor's office outside of the room. 

Of course, it isn't surprising to be in the hospital. But the main thing is that those two people are standing in the doctor's office kissing.   

The man with his back facing An XuMo is Xin ZiMai. His hair is slightly curly on the back, so it is very easy to recognize him. The person who kissed him is actually a man wearing a white hospital coat and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He is half a meter taller than Xin ZiMai.    

He looks very elegant. But when he looks up, his eyes are so sharp that even glasses couldn't hide them.  

An XuMo was somewhat embarrassed. He doesn't dare to make any noises, he was afraid to startle Xin ZiMai. When the unfamiliar man saw him, An XuMo made an apologetic gesture and tip-toed back to his room.          

The door was half open so he could still hear the sounds from outside. There was a distinct panic in ZiMai's voice, "What are you doing......."