Chapter 1082: Don't You Move Around

"You're not going tonight? Isn't it a rare opportunity?"

Qin Yiyan leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, watching Liu Xin'ai, his eyes holding a glimmer she couldn't decipher.

Not expecting him to have heard her, Liu Xin'ai paused for two seconds; she didn't cover it up and simply nodded.

"Senior Brother Liang has also prepared for a long time; it's the same if he goes on stage instead..."

She spoke in an understated tone, seemingly not taking the matter too much to heart.

"I told you, I'm fine."

The corners of Qin Yiyan's lips couldn't help but curl up, yet he was still putting on a brave front, completely unaware that he looked nothing like someone who was "fine" right now.

"You..."

Liu Xin'ai frowned as she looked at him, paused for two seconds, feeling somewhat helpless and unable to read the person in front of her.

Based on her understanding of him, shouldn't he be acting high and mighty, saying that it was only right for her to stay behind, especially given this kind of situation?

Might he even take advantage of the chaos to make some other demands?

After thinking for a moment, she spoke with a touch of seriousness.

"Regardless of whether you've taken this to heart, this is no small matter for me or for everyone here today; it might even require a special incident report, and perhaps the researcher who was bumped into today will be implicated and punished, but..."

Liu Xin'ai stopped mid-sentence, suddenly pausing for a moment.

After another few seconds, she continued: "But regardless of anything else, thank you for pulling me back today..."

As she spoke, she had already walked in front of Qin Yiyan, her brows still slightly furrowed.

Just looking at how hot his skin was and the patches of red rashes rising up, she could already imagine what it would be like if these appeared on her own body.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Liu Xin'ai observed Qin Yiyan for a while longer, and seeing that he didn't respond, she was just about to suggest he go back to bed to rest properly when she saw his expression change, as if he were in pain.

"What's wrong?"

She asked hurriedly, not caring about much else, and pulled his hand as she walked toward the room.

"It's nothing, only... it's a bit itchy."

Qin Yiyan finally told the truth.

It was likely that for him to willingly admit that his body was truly uncomfortable, it was already beyond the level of just "a bit itchy."

He didn't understand why these seemingly ordinary red rashes felt so agonizing, as if ants were crawling all over his body when they flared up.

"Hoo..."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Qin Yiyan took a deep breath.

In just a few seconds, the cold sweat on his forehead had become increasingly profuse.

The red rashes on his body also seemed to have become denser than before, making him subconsciously want to reach out and scratch them.

"Don't move."

Liu Xin'ai stopped him again, her expression somewhat apologetic, but the strength in her hands didn't diminish in the slightest.

Qin Yiyan had no choice but to forcibly suppress his impulse, though his expression was no longer as relaxed as it had been just moments ago.

Immediately after, he heard Liu Xin'ai explain: "These kinds of red rashes will only spread the more you scratch them, and if you break the skin, it will leave scars. I'm going to get some cool water now and have someone bring some cotton swabs over; just bear with it for a little while."

"Okay."

Qin Yiyan replied with a single word, his fists clenching slightly; he almost didn't even have the mental energy left to speak.

The so-called skin virus sample he hadn't originally taken seriously was now wreaking havoc on his body.

That sensation of numbness and itchiness that couldn't be touched seemed to be eroding his very nerves!

Was she... dealing with these things in the past?

Thinking that Liu Xin'ai seemed accustomed to these things, a strange feeling suddenly rose in Qin Yiyan's heart.

Immediately after, he heard the guest room door seem to sound, followed by the noise of Liu Xin'ai walking in.

Qin Yiyan subconsciously turned his head to look, seeing that she had a pack of cotton swabs and a small bowl in her hands.

Then she turned and went into the bathroom, and not long after, she came out carrying a bowl of water.

Qin Yiyan's gaze never left her from start to finish, watching her walk over and then sit down on the edge of the bed.

"You..."

Liu Xin'ai frowned slightly, her expression somewhat hesitant.

She naturally had plenty of experience taking care of patients, but the object needing care now was Qin Yiyan...

It suddenly made her feel somewhat at a loss.

After two seconds of silence, she said softly: "Find a comfortable position to sit in. If it's truly unbearable, find something to do to take your mind off it."

"

As she spoke, her eyes swept around the room, and she immediately saw his laptop placed not far away.

"I'll get the computer for you."

Liu Xin'ai stood up, opened his computer, and placed it by his side.

Qin Yiyan didn't speak.

He was already using all his strength just to concentrate on fighting the urge to scratch the red rashes on his back.

It was practically comparable to torture.

Liu Xin'ai opened the computer, placed it on his lap, and then took the small bowl of clear water from the side, dampened a cotton swab, and applied it bit by bit to his back.

The slight cooling sensation made Qin Yiyan's tense body relax a little.

He let out a sharp sigh of relief, then suddenly thought of something and asked: "Wouldn't it be better to just apply a cold towel?"

"No."

Liu Xin'ai's movements didn't stop; she dipped the cotton swab in more clear water, gently wiped his back, and explained softly.

"Using a cotton swab to wipe it is just to relieve your discomfort. If a rash like this comes into contact with a large amount of cold water, it will only be harder to subside, so you'll just have to endure it for a little while now. Watch a movie or handle some work for a bit; once your attention is diverted, you might feel a little better."

Her voice was soft, and she rarely spoke so much to Qin Yiyan all at once.

Moreover, there was no aggression in it at all.

It was just like a Doctor treating a patient with care while giving medical advice.

Qin Yiyan paused upon hearing this, and that familiar, strange feeling rose in his heart again.

Clearly, the most uncomfortable part was his skin, yet the tip of his heart trembled inexplicably.

"Ahem..."

He gave a light cough and parted his lips slightly, as if wanting to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say a single word; he picked up the computer to the side and casually opened a work document.

Liu Xin'ai didn't speak again either, just using the cotton swab to dab a little clean water bit by bit onto the places he felt might be uncomfortable.

Immediately after, she also took her own computer and sat by the bedside to continue reading the document her teacher had sent yesterday.

Although she didn't need to go on stage tonight, she was very interested in her teacher's research.

The room quieted down, with only the sound of the two of them occasionally typing on their computers.

But not long after—Qin Yiyan's hand suddenly lifted subconsciously, reaching toward his back.

"Don't move."

Liu Xin'ai held down his wrist with quick reflexes; even though her eyes were still fixed on the computer, her movement was incredibly precise.

Qin Yiyan: "..."

He had just subconsciously wanted to scratch it.

What was with this feeling of having been caught by a teacher for fidgeting in class like in the past?