Mason's Unwavering Connection Chapter 2

"Um, you..."

Ethan Wang lowered his head and supported his chin: "I'll sit for a while and wait for you."

Mason Jian closed the door and went out. He walked quickly to the treatment room, but his mind seemed to be still in the clinic. The man said his name was Wang Hao, Wang Hao. Mason Jian felt that his heart rate was too fast.

He was sure that it was Ethan Wang's grandson.

The patient with severe nasal bleeding was a man in his fifties. Mason Jian performed nasal packing on him and measured his blood pressure at the same time, asking: "Does your blood pressure usually remain high? Do you take antihypertensive medicine every day?"

The blood pressure was fine, but the uncle was terrified and asked worriedly: "Doctor, do I have a tumor?"

Mason Jian took out a pen from his pocket and wrote a test report: "High blood pressure can cause nose bleeding. If you take your medicine regularly, there won't be any big problems. Go to the second floor and take an X-ray. If everything is fine, don't worry."

The uncle hurried to take the photo. Mason Jian added, "The results won't be available until tomorrow morning. You should go back first. If you are afraid of bleeding again, stay in the infusion room for one night."

The uncle took the order and went to take the X-ray. The nurse packed up the tools. Mason Jian took off his gloves and washed his hands three times by the pool.

Ethan Wang felt very unlucky. His nose was completely blocked and he could only breathe with his mouth open, but wearing a mask made it difficult to breathe. He thought that no more nurses would come. Should he reveal his true identity in advance or wait for Mason Jian to come back before unveiling the mystery?

Mason Jian walked very lightly. When he reached the door, he saw through a narrow strip of glass on the door that Ethan Wang had taken off his hat. When he put his hand on the door handle, Ethan Wang put his hat back on.

When he opened the door and went in, Ethan Wang had taken off his hat and mask.

Ethan Wang's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound of the door opening and closing. He felt that his lips were chapped from breathing with his mouth open. If Mason Jian was still as pretty as ever, he had to be handsome as well.

"Wang," Mason Jian had just said one word when Ethan Wang stood up, holding onto the table. Mason Jian didn't remember Ethan Wang being this tall. He waited until Ethan Wang turned around before saying, "Ethan Wang."

Ethan Wang's nasal tone became more pronounced: "I thought you wouldn't recognize me."

Mason Jian said uncomfortably: "Not really."

The two of them stared at each other from a few steps apart, perhaps reminiscing about the past, or perhaps simply feeling awkward. Although they were not separated by thousands of miles, they had not seen each other for nine years.

Compulsory education is completed in nine years.

"Mason Jian, you've grown taller." Ethan Wang had a stuffy nose and a headache, and he didn't know what to say. Mason Jian walked up to him with his hands in his white coat and said, "Not as tall as you."

Ethan Wang ruffled his hair and asked in a low voice: "Can I hug you?"

Mason Jian lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Not very good."

"Why is it bad to be hugged by an old classmate?" Ethan Wang sniffed and felt bloated. He saw that Mason Jian was unmoved, then reached out to take off Mason Jian's mask.

Mason Jian instantly raised his eyes and glared at him. Ethan Wang stared at the other person's sharp eyes and said, "Let me see if you can do it."

He took off Mason Jian's mask, and Mason Jian pursed her lips the moment he took it off. After Ethan Wang saw it, he put the mask back on Mason Jian, and gently touched Mason Jian's temples, saying: "Well, your face is still so small."

Mason Jian took a deep breath and said, "Go get your medicine, okay? Aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ethan Wang knew that Mason Jian didn't want to deal with him or reminisce with him. He wanted to imagine whether there was a little worry or heartache in this, but when he saw Mason Jian turned his head to the side, he lost confidence. And he was really uncomfortable.

After being armed and taking the medical records, Ethan Wang became a third-tier celebrity again. He walked to the door and stopped, turned back to Mason Jian's back and asked: "Do you remember that when I was sick, I used to go for injections during lunch break?"

Mason Jian didn't move or say anything. Ethan Wang said, "I vomit as soon as I take the medicine."

Mason Jian was at his wit's end. He tore off a page from the prescription book, wrote a few lines, and said as he wrote: "Go find a nurse and go to the pharmacy to get the injection. I'll write you a prescription."

"No need." Ethan Wang opened the door and took a step out, saying smugly and childishly, "I'll come to see you tomorrow. If you can't get better, I'll come to see you every day. It's okay if you ignore me. I'll just watch you sit there and write nonsense!"

Mason Jian crumpled up the list he had just written and threw it at Ethan Wang: "Get out of here, you B@st@ard!"

Ethan Wang left, and Mason Jian sat back in his chair. He was not sleepy at all but very tired. He lowered his head and banged his forehead on the cold table to cool down. He closed his eyes and remembered Ethan Wang's grandson taking off his mask.

And touched his temples.

Mason Jian thought of something further back. When he was in school, he had his sideburns shaved off during a haircut. He swore that he would never go to that barbershop again because of those sideburns. The next day, he kept wearing the hood on his coat until class started.

Then Ethan Wang stared at him for the entire class.

"Fcuk, I love your new hairstyle so much." The first thing he said after class was to express his love for Mason Jian's new hairstyle. Ethan Wang stopped Mason Jian from wearing a hat and said, "It's super cute, okay? Super!"

Mason Jian used a pencil case to cover his mouth. Ethan Wang took the opportunity to grab Mason Jian's hand and tried to brainwash him: "You originally had a pointed chin, but now you have the illusion of a small round face. Who told you to be so cute? Are you trying to hook up with someone like this? I'm a straight man."

Mason Jian was too lazy to care. He leaned over the table and put a workbook on his head, saying, "If you bend it, you won't get cancer."

Ethan Wang flipped open a corner of the exercise book and whispered in Mason Jian's ear: "So I am flexed? Let me make it clear that I am not flexed for medical treatment, I am flexed for my round face."

Mason Jian's ears turned red, and he said in a hateful voice: "I'm not going to eat lunch anymore, I'm going to save money to get a face shave."

"Pfft, so stupid." Mason Jian sat up and stopped thinking about it. He grabbed the book and continued reading. Looking at the lines of Chinese characters, he became depressed again. Why did his handwriting become so bad?

Ethan Wang didn't take the medicine. He went back, drank three large glasses of water and went to sleep. During that time, he didn't answer Lila Jing's phone calls, and he didn't answer Gavin Fei's calls either. He was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes.

He seemed to dream about Simba, and that stupid dog seemed to ignore him again. He gave his sneakers to Simba to smell, and Simba ran away shaking his fat. Then he put on his sneakers and went to the sports center to play basketball.

Every time they were divided into groups, Ethan Wang refused to be in the same team with Mason Jian. What's the point of a team passing the ball back and forth? He liked it most when Mason Jian was dribbling the ball, he would run to block it, and wait for Mason Jian to snatch the ball and pass it to others, so that he could have a few seconds to hug him.

If Mason Jian called him a dog Fcuking the sky, he had to reply: "You are the sky and I am the dog."

After the game, everyone went to take a shower and change clothes. Ethan Wang lay down on the grass, pressing down on Mason Jian's backpack. Mason Jian gently kicked him: "Why are you so annoying? Give me your bag. I'm going to take a shower."

"Let's go later." Ethan Wang said as if he had used a jack, "I can't let you see others naked."

Mason Jian squatted down to destroy the plants and said, "Ethan Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Ethan Wang said guiltily: "Actually, Zhang Bin has eight-pack abs. I don't want you to see someone with a better figure than me. I don't feel safe."

Mason Jian still asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Time dragged on until everyone else went home for dinner, then Ethan Wang and Mason Jian went to take a shower and change clothes. Ethan Wang tensed his muscles facing the water, trying to show off his eight-pack abs.

When he finished washing, Mason Jian had already changed his clothes and was drinking water. Mason Jian said, "Let's play together next time?"

"Okay." Ethan Wang tied his shoelaces, looked up at Mason Jian and smiled: "Let's be a couple from now on."

Mason Jian screwed the cap on the bottle and felt a drop of sweat sliding down his face without sideburns. Ethan Wang went to get his bag, and after getting it, he took Mason Jian's hand and stood up. Then he wiped the sweat off Mason Jian with his index finger and said, "Young man, don't always think about flirting. You'll shake someone's tail off. Just stroke their fur."

Mason Jian pursed his lips as if smiling, but Ethan Wang held him still.

Mason Jian later said: "If it breaks, I'll connect it for you."

Gavin Fei's second call finally woke Ethan Wang up. He answered the call in a daze and asked incoherently, "It's been nine years since we last called. Can you still connect?"

Gavin Fei was confused: "The director has been posting on Weibo with you for 28 hours. You have to forward it even if the internet is down."

Ethan Wang stuffed his phone into the quilt, ready to close his eyes and take another nap. He didn't know what time it was, and he didn't want to care about his worsening cold. He had to go back to sleep quickly.

He hadn't seen enough of his little round face. Ever.
Lila Jing felt that her assistant job would be in vain sooner or later. A magazine interview that she had agreed to was scheduled to be recorded in the afternoon, but Ethan Wang could not even be contacted, let alone the right questions.

At 12:30, Lila Jing ran straight to Ethan Wang's house with the kitten in her arms. Her last job was as an editor at a magazine, and she was best at going to people's homes to urge them to submit their manuscripts. However, this was her first time going to Ethan Wang's house, because Ethan Wang was usually very dedicated to his work.

The apartment where Ethan Wang lives alone is in the city center. There are a lot of people coming in and out. He probably relies on the fact that he is not very famous and is not afraid of being recognized, so convenience is his top priority.