Beta Chapter 123: Extra 22: Being Sick

Chapter 123: Extra 22: Being Sick

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

Because Dad might be going abroad to study, that night, Duan Yuluo kept insisting that Dad call Lu Xinghe for him.

Helpless by his youngest son’s insistence, Duan Yizhou had to comply and call Lu Xinghe.

As soon as Duan Yuluo’s video call connected to Lu Xinghe, he began to cry. He cried miserably, holding the large phone with his small hands, almost pressing his face against the screen, tears streaming down like beans.

“Sob sob sob friend, I might not be able to go to kindergarten with you anymore, what should I do, I’m so sad right now…”

Duan Yizhou, Luo Songran, and Piglet, “…”, cried quite convincingly.

Lu Xinghe on the other end of the video call was obviously baffled by Duan Yuluo’s crying, but seeing his good friend crying, he knew he had to comfort him, “Little Yuluo, don’t cry.”

“Sob sob sob I can’t go to kindergarten with you…”

Luo Songran’s expression was subtle. Sitting on the sofa, he touched Duan Yizhou’s arm, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered, “Your son talks as if we’re preventing them from being together.”

Duan Yizhou smiled without saying a word.

Luo Songran then lowered his head to ask his eldest son, “Piglet, when did your little brother become so close to him? Has Lu Xinghe been coming to our house often lately?” He had been busy with competitions and intense piano practice lately, and both children were under Duan Yizhou’s care, which genuinely surprised him.

Brother Yuluo pondered for two seconds, “It’s probably since Lu Xinghe started reciting sixty-eight Ultraman for Little Yuluo.”

“Oh~” Luo Songran suddenly realized, “Indeed, at this age, being able to recite sixty-eight Ultraman is considered very impressive in the eyes of children. Seeing how fascinated your little brother is by Lu Xinghe, this Lu Xinghe seems quite impressive. Hey, Duan Yizhou, what’s his background?”

Duan Yizhou was amused by Luo Songran’s question. Asking about a child’s background, one might think he was asking about their social status. “He’s Felix’s nephew.”

Luo Songran widened his eyes in shock, “Really? He’s Felix’s nephew?!! So, isn’t this kid of noble descent?”

“Yeah, Xinghe’s father is a duke. This child will probably inherit a hereditary title in the future.”

Luo Songran felt that this friendship was really cool. He patted Duan Yizhou’s arm and couldn’t help but exclaim, “I thought having a prince as a friend was already amazing, but it turns out my son’s best friend is the future duke, and he’s a duke who can recite sixty-eight Ultraman. Cool, so cool.”

Just after finishing the conversation with Duan Yizhou, he heard the bossy statement from Lu Xinghe on the other end of the video.

“It’s okay, Little Yuluo, I can follow you. Wherever you go, I’ll go.”

Human toddler Duan Yuluo, holding the phone, cried with bubbles coming out of his nose. His tearful eyes were full of confusion, “But if you go with me, won’t you miss your mom and dad?”

“It’s okay, as long as I have you, it’s enough. Don’t cry, Little Yuluo, I’ll recite sixty-eight Ultraman for you.”

“Sob sob sob Lu Xinghe, you’re really great, you’re my best friend!”

Brother Yuluo turned to look at Luo Songran, “Dad, look, with sixty-eight Ultraman, my brother can be taken away. What if we lose them? They’re hard to find.”

Luo Songran, “…”, he was genuinely surprised that Lu Xinghe at this age could say such things. He couldn’t help but sigh, “Indeed, he’s the future duke, so domineering, so likable.”

Just as he finished speaking, Duan Yizhou pinched the back of his neck, looked at him with guilty eyes, and then met Duan Yizhou’s ambiguous gaze, awkwardly smiled.

“Do you like being domineering?” Duan Yizhou asked with a smile.

Suddenly, Luo Songran seemed to remember something, desperately trying to please him, he said with a smile, “No, no, I like your gentleness~ I only love you!”

“You’re spoiled.”

At this moment, sitting in the middle, cool brother Yuluo Duan felt that in this world, he seemed to be the most rational one.

Ahead were the interactions between the younger brother and Lu Xinghe:

“It’s okay, Little Yuluo, I can follow you. Wherever you go, I’ll go.”

“But if you go with me, won’t you miss your mom and dad?”

“It’s okay, as long as I have you, it’s enough. Don’t cry, Little Yuluo, I’ll recite sixty-eight Ultraman for you.”

“Sob sob sob Lu Xinghe, you’re really great, you’re my best friend!”

Beside them were the conversations between the dads:

“Do you like being domineering?”

“No, no, I like your gentleness~ I only love you!”

“You’re spoiled.”

Yuluo Duan thought to himself, he just wanted to be a cool person.

Because that’s cooler than Ultraman.

“Because the Paganini International Violin Competition is in country M, participants need to arrive at the hotel two days in advance to prepare, and then familiarize themselves with the venue.

Luo Songran went with Uncle Zuo Gu, originally Duan Yizhou also wanted to accompany him, but there was an important project that needed to be followed up, so he said he would come to find him in two days.

He didn’t mind, even if no one accompanied him, it was the same, after all, it had been like this before.

On the plane.

He didn’t know if it’s because he practiced the violin too hard during this period or didn’t rest well, but after getting on the plane, he felt dizzy, and even a little ringing in my ears.

“What’s wrong, RanRan? Are you feeling unwell?” Zuo Gu, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, also known as Chu Gu, noticed that Luo Songran’s complexion didn’t look good, he actually felt uncomfortable when they met just now.

Luo Songran shook his head, feeling a bit of a headache, and then used the back of his hand to feel his forehead. His expression was somewhat unsightly, “Seems like I have a fever.”

“Fever?” Zuo Gu immediately got up and walked to Luo Songran’s side, bending down to feel his temperature with the back of his hand. Feeling the hot temperature, he couldn’t help but furrow his brow. So he quickly called the flight attendant, “Excuse me, could you help me get a thermometer and fever medicine? And a blanket, my nephew has a fever.”

“Sure, please wait a moment.” The flight attendant immediately went to get them.

Luo Songran leaned back in his seat to rest his eyes, mainly feeling uncomfortable not because of the headache, but because of the ringing in his ears caused by the pressure of the plane. That was the most uncomfortable part, “I have a bit of ringing in my ears.”

Sure enough, when the flight attendant brought the thermometer, it was already a high fever of 39 degrees Celsius.

“Take some medicine first.” Zuo Gu was a little worried. He covered Luo Songran’s legs and shoulders with the two blankets the flight attendant brought, “After taking the medicine, you can rest.”

Luo Songran uncomfortably muttered an “okay,” thinking it was too coincidental. He finally came out for the competition and his body had problems. Perhaps a nap would make him feel better.

So he put on noise-canceling earplugs, wrapped himself tightly, and lay down.

However, these symptoms did not ease under the medication, but rather intensified, feeling even colder, and even the temperature of the air conditioning felt like a sting on the skin.

And then there was the ringing in the ears.

The fever was secondary; he could bear that. But the ringing in the ears was unbearable. Under the pressure of the plane, the ringing became sharper and more piercing, with a chaotic frequency, sometimes long, sometimes short. Undoubtedly, it was torture.

He buried his face in the blanket, trying to relieve the discomfort by covering his ears with his hands.

Four hours later, when the plane landed, his temperature had dropped slightly, still a low fever, but the symptoms of ringing in the ears were difficult to alleviate, and his hearing had weakened.

“RanRan, let’s go back to the hotel first. I’ll have the doctor come and take a look at you.”

Their exclusive driver had already arrived at the airport to pick them up. Zuo Gu looked at Luo Songran’s still unpleasant complexion and noticed him constantly patting his ears. “Has the ringing in your ears not improved?”

“No.” Luo Songran could barely hear Zuo Gu’s voice over the ringing in his ears. He frowned, “It couldn’t be that I’ve been tired recently, could it?”

He was mainly worried that such symptoms would affect the competition.

“Don’t speculate randomly. Let the doctor come and take a look.” Zuo Gu seemed to think of something, “Should I inform Yizhou?”

Luo Songran waved his hand, “Don’t tell him. The fever isn’t too bad now, it’s just the ringing in the ears, a minor issue. It’s better not to scare him into coming over; after all, there are two children at home.”

At the hotel.

Upon arriving in the hotel room, Luo Songran didn’t even change his clothes before lying down on the bed. The soreness of his muscles made him groan as he collapsed. It was strange; why didn’t he feel this way at home? Once he came out, everything was uncomfortable.

About ten minutes later, Zuo Gu came in with the doctor.

The doctor first did a basic examination. Since the fever didn’t go down, he simply administered a shot, “Considering the fever caused by viral infection, and the possibility of lowered immunity, have you been very tired recently?”

Luo Songran lay on the bed and watched the doctor administer the shot, subconsciously swallowing, his eyes silently looking away, “Not really, but I’ve been more tired than before. Practicing the violin for about 14 hours a day.”

This made Zuo Gu furrowed his brows, “RanRan, you can’t practice the violin like this. How can your body handle it like this? No wonder you get sick and feverish as soon as you relax.”

Luo Songran didn’t expect to get a fever as soon as he came out. Just as he wanted to say something, the ringing in his ears came back, ringing intermittently, making his eardrums bulge and his stomach churn. Then followed by a strong dizziness, he felt uncomfortable and quickly closed his eyes.

Their voices began to sound somewhat unclear.

“…RanRan? RanRan!”

Seeing the situation, the doctor said, “It should be tinnitus caused by excessive fatigue. Can you hear us talking now?”

Luo Songran felt that the ringing in his ears was not as loud, so he opened his eyes, feeling as if he had committed a great sin, gasping for breath, “I can, but it’s a bit unclear. My ears are very uncomfortable, and the ringing is so loud.”

“Besides the ringing in the ears and decreased hearing, do you have any other symptoms? Are you dizzy?”

“Yes, very dizzy.”

The doctor nodded, “That’s it. Overwork has put too much strain on your body. We’ll start with a shot to reduce the fever, then you’ll eat something later and take medicine. We’ll see how it goes later.”

Luo Songran looked languid, feeling extremely tired and sore all over, as if he had never felt so exhausted before, as if his body had been emptied and only the shell remained.

It seemed that he had practiced the violin too hard in the past two months.

Just as he drowsily opened his eyes, when his nose touched something solid, what came into view was a black shirt. He widened his eyes and instantly became alert, lifting his head abruptly.

His gaze met Duan Yizhou’s deep eyes, and in that instant, he swallowed nervously.

“Baby, why didn’t you call me when you had a fever?” It was Duan Yizhou.

Duan Yizhou actually came?!

 

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