[BL] Quick-Transmigration: Only You Can Heal Me

Arc 3 Chapter 37: Short Life

3rd Person POV:

He heard a lot from Pancake while the doctor came into the room.

First off, he was unconscious for about a year, which stunned him greatly. He didn't think it would take that long for him to wake up.

The room, after he had fainted, apparently became chaotic... Right on the dot, the police and ambulance had arrived after receiving an anonymous call. Nobody had any time to hide anything or do anything else, meaning Fergus was free from any harm. After he heard about that, he inwardly let out a sigh of relief.

Anyway, the evidence was clear. The Male Lead apparently denied having anything to do with it at first, but he didn't escape the police for long. Since he was also a suspect, they thoroughly investigated everything about him.

Later on, they found out where the poison came from. The person was a friend of the male lead, but didn't know the femlae lead. After being promised a reduced sentence, he quickly spoke against the male lead.

All the people that were even a bit guilty were found and properly punished, even if it did take a long time. As for why they were this thorough... He had to thank his husband for it.

He had made everything that had happened public, with his own touch added to the story, of course. This caused the netizens to pressure the police into finding and arresting everyone even slightly responsible for what happened.

After that, everyone only prayed for his recovery. The netizens would wish him well everyday.. Also, his beloved and his father would switch to watch over Asher while he was unconscious. His father would watch over him through the night while Fergus would do so during daytime.

They had done it that way because Fergus could work while being away using his phone and laptop, but due to his work, Asher's Father couldn't do so.

While listening to the narration of Pancake, the doctor and some nurses examined him carefully. Afterward he and Fergus talked for a bit, which was heard by Asher, before everyone left the room. Everyone except Fergus, that is.

Once they were alone, Pancake was also done talking. Asher looked at his husband with a sad smile. "Why do you look so...terrible? You have to take better care of yourself, other-", Asher was interrupted by a tight, but at the same time gentle, hug.

It surprised him a bit, but he still hugged back nevertheless. He would never reject this man's hug.

"You.. Stop worrying about me and start worrying about yourself, please...", he heard a shaking voice say. It sounded hoarse.

Asher caressed his back gently in comfort. "What is there to be sad about?.. I'm not dead yet.. And even if I won't live that long in this life..", he started and backed up a bit, looking directly into stunning blue eyes. They looked sad and exhausted. He probably didn't get much rest for a long time.

Asher now started caressing his right cheek. He then gave him a short but gentle kiss before talking again. "I love you.. And I will come and find you in our next life, as well as the ones after that. We will be together for eternity. Even if the Heavens were to ever try to tear us apart, we'll still find a way to be together again..", he continued.

He really believed everything he said as well. From what he knows so far, someone had already tried to separate them once before. His dreams had said it all. And now look at them. Sure, they got help. But they're still here right now, after everything that happened, loving each other like they had never separated in the first place.

Even if something were to ever go wrong in the future and they would both lose their memories again, or maybe only one of them, he was sure that they would find each other and fall in love again and again, no matter how long it would take.

He didn't care anymore whether his words were appropriate or not. He didn't have long to live in this life, so he didn't want to waste any more time than they already had.

Fergus was attentively listening to him and smiled gently but sadly once Asher finished talking. "I love you as well..", he answered."I also want to believe in next lives, but.. What matters to me more is the present.. Right now, you're weak and don't have long to live because of that poison... And.. I just..don't want you to get hurt at all.. I also don't want you to leave me.", he continued while caressing the hand of the other which touched his cheek.

"But now that it already happened, I can't reverse it.. Let's just enjoy our time together to the fullest while we can..", Asher smiled gently but sadly. He was a bit frustrated that his husband doesn't remember their past lives, but there was nothing he could do.

Pancake noticed his thoughts and talked to him after checking something. {Lemuel, I checked the energy of his soul. At the rate he's recovering at, he should start remembering vivid scenes in your next world. After that, everything will go pretty fast. He'll remember everything clearly in 3 worlds at the latest. Of course, his life as a...higher being isn't included in my calculations.}

'Thank you my friend..', he answered while anticipating the near future.

After that, Fergus and Asher talked a bit while cuddling. After an hour, his father came into the ward. Upon seeing him, he hugged him while crying. They all spend a lot of time together afterward.

After a few more days of observations and tests, Asher could then finally start his rehabilitation. He felt like dying while doing so and it took a long time before he was finished with it, because he had to take it really slow. The poison had weakened his body significantly, so he couldn't do that much at once.

It took another six months until he was freed from this hell. But at home, he had to continue doing some light exercises especially written for his condition. He also had to take medicine once a day, which they had also specifically made for him.

Of course, the credit for that goes to his husband again. Money could really solve a lot of issues. He had also paid a few people to 'look after' the male and female lead, to make sure their life would be a living hell.

He had also talked with the doctors about his dream to become a singer and he was lucky, because as long as he was sitting while singing, he could probably do so for a few hours. He couldn't stage a concert though, since it would exhaust him mentally additionally to the physical burden it would take.

He continued the dream of Asher afterward while getting Fergus's support. He only streamed and never had a concert though. His fans also understood why, so nobody was complaining, except for maybe a few brainless people.

Since his body was so weak, they couldn't do anything more than kiss and hold hands, for which Lemuel was feeling sorry about, but Fergus had also never asked for more, as long as he was with him it would be enough for him.

He silently promised inside his heart that he would make it up to him in their next world.

Once he was almost 35 years old, he felt his time slowly fading, so he wrote a letter and stored it inside his inventory.

The time for him to go came pretty quickly, at least he felt like it. He looked at the handsome sleeping man next to him and sighed inwardly. He imagined the letter appearing inside his hand, which happened immediately after.

He continued to stare at his husband for a while before slowly closing his eyes, never to wake up again. Before he lost consciousness, he thought. 'Stay strong, my love. I'll see you again soon'