Day 16: #xiantober :physician!au
“Head physician Wei Wuxian, your presence is requested.”
Hearing the urgency in his voice, Wei Ying hurriedly follows the eunuch to the emperor’s chambers.
A daunting feeling creeps into his heart as their pace fastens.
—
“Dianxia, he’s here.” The eunuch announces.
From behind the white satin curtain, the shadow of a wave dismisses the eunuch.
Once left alone, Wei Ying carefully approaches. “Dianxia,” he whispers. “May I enter?”
“Come in,” the emperor’s low voice tempts him to proceed.
Gently, he sweeps the curtain aside.
As soon as he steps in, an unavoidable force pulls him forward.
He falls into a tight yet welcoming embrace, seeping with warmth and draping him in tenderness.
“What took you so long?”
Though it’s said in a gaiety manner, Wei Ying
reacts with concern.
“Are you okay?” he asks as his hands over the emperor’s shoulders—trailing up to his face.
The emperor’s arms remain secure around Wei Ying’s waist but leans his head into the physician’s touch.
“Mn, I am better now that you are here.”
A sigh is given
in response.
“Be serious Lan Zhan. I’m worried. It’s only been a few days since you’ve recovered, you should be resting right now.”
Taking Lan Zhan by the hand, Wei Ying leads him back to bed.
He then begins to peel the covers—creating space for Lan Zhan to
ease into the mattress.
“You’re supposed to be on bedrest.” Wei Ying chastises, though there is no harshness in his tone.
Lan Zhan does not object as he leans down onto the bed. A reluctant hands stays glued onto Wei Ying’s however.
“Wei Ying, it hurts.”
His words strikes a chord of fear into the physician. Wei Ying instantly sits beside him—gripping his hand tightly.
In a panicked voice, he asks, “Where does it hurt?”
“Here,” Lan Zhan guides Wei Ying’s palm over his chest to where his thundering heart lays.
“It longs for you.”
Wei Ying gasps exasperatedly, “Lan Zhan!” a flushed and mirth filled expression befalls him. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Stay with me,” the emperor deadpans.
“Oh, you know I want to… but there are other cases I need to take care of.”
Even an emperor cannot possess all the power in the world, but Lan Zhan understands.
As much as he wants Wei Ying to stay, he knows others need him.
After all, Wei Ying is the most skilled physician in the kingdom.
“Alright,” Lan Zhan utters. He brings Wei Ying’s calloused
knuckles up to his lips. With a gentle brush, he plants a kiss.
The sensation is invigorating, it makes Wei Ying’s stomach flutter.
He couldn’t deny the fact that he has missed Lan Zhan as well. These moments make them year for each other endlessly.
“I’ll await for your
return,” Lan Zhan promises.
The sincerity and fondness in his voice jolts every nerve in Wei Ying’s body. His face burns and cheeks tint crimson—reflecting the fumes in his heart.
Surrendering, Wei Ying lunges forward—pressing a kiss on Lan Zhan’s lips.
The emperor reciprocates the kiss ten fold, snaking a hand onto the small of Wei Ying’s back—giving it a gentle push.
Wei Ying folds right into his arms and Lan Zhan raises to trap him underneath his frame.
When they pull for air, Lan Zhan’s fingers come to grace and tuck
away the loose fringes of his hair.
“I won’t let you go so easily now Wei Ying.”
An amused smile curls onto his lips, “I realized Dianxia requested for my presence, who am I to deny what he wants?”
Those words strike a glint of hunger into Lan Zhan’s eyes, like a lion
who’s about to mount his prey.
💕//END//💕
physician!xian takes EXTRA care of emperor!ji heheh😏 safe to say, he’s the one on bedrest after all this😂
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