Heatstroke might not be anything serious, but there is a chance that Ning Chu would get a heart attack, which is something far more serious.

Ning Chu let out a breath, then suddenly realized that his hands were still tightly clutching Wen Yang’s collar. He quickly let go, scooting closer to the bench seat as if nothing had happened, pulling himself away from Wen Yang.

The doctor arrived at the store. “What happened?”

“He may have a heat stroke.”

“Drink some Huohang Zhengqi water.” The doctor opened the glass door to increase ventilation, pointing the fan inside toward Ning Chu. “Rest for a while; it’s easy to get heat exhaustion under this weather, so buy a few more bottles for backup.”

“Okay.”

Wen Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief and happily followed the doctor to pick up medicine.

Meanwhile, Ning Chu’s expression remained dark.

Heat exhaustion symptoms made him dizzy, but even more unsettling was the fact that he’d once again been so intimately close with Wen Yang.

A princess carry… He seriously suspected that before he could even change into a girl, he would first become Wen Yang’s girlfriend.

Before any plot line could develop, he’d need to make an appointment at the hospital’s colorectal department.

“Ning Chu, take your medicine.”

“Mm… Ugh! It tastes gross!”

“How could medicine be tasty?” Wen Yang wanted to laugh at Ning Chu’s pitiful state. “You know to bring water for me, so why didn’t you prepare a bottle for yourself?”

“I wasn’t particularly thirsty…”

“Ah! Then finish this half bottle first.”

With his mouth filled with the strange taste of the Hésheng Zhenqi Pill, Ning Chu took the water and gulped it down, finally feeling the foul smell in his mouth wash away.

But then he froze, realizing another problem: Had Wen Yang already drunk from this bottle?! It might still have traces of saliva—ick…

“You wouldn’t think about something like secondhand smooches, would you?” Seeing him spacing out, Wen Yang teased him playfully while standing before him.

“Only straight men think that way.” After taking his medicine, Ning Chu felt slightly more energized and retorted smoothly, “Looks like your head’s a bit crooked too?”

Wen Yang fell silent.

Ning Chu’s expression grew even more stunned.

Hey, hey, hey! Talk to me! Can’t we just communicate normally?!

“Judging by appearance alone, clearly you’re the one who’s a little crooked.”

Only then did Ning Chu let out a sigh of relief. Good thing Wen Yang continued teasing him; otherwise, he really would suspect that the man had developed an interest in him. This was illogical! After all, Wen Yang had plenty of pretty young women pursuing him. How could a mere man hope to compete against those bewitching charms?

“Rest up first; I’ll continue outside.” Wen Yang stood straight and looked at the streets outside the medicine shop. “I’ll be right outside.”

He had already learned to take the initiative to stay within Ning Chu’s line of sight.

It’s all to avoid having to make Ning Chu look like he did back at the amusement park, teary-eyed and anxious as he searched for him everywhere.

“Okay.”