Love Syndrome (Nan & Mac) English Version

CHAPTER 17

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"I can clean myself up," Mac said hastily, Nan raising an eyebrow.

"Are you sure you can do it yourself?" Nan asked in a mocking tone. Mac knew he didn't have strength, but he didn't want him to think he was weak.

"Yes", Mac replied hoarsely, Nan smiled slightly.

"Then go clean yourself up. I'll take you to the bathroom," Nan said before walking over to help Mac, who could only grunt.

"What?" Nan asked dryly, when s he saw that Mac was stubborn.

"I can walk by myself," Mac said quietly.

"That's good," Nan said in a high-pitched voice. But he took Mac into the bathroom anyway. Nan took Mac and sat in the plastic chair. Mac stared at him.

"Something else?" Nan asked.

"You...go...just go." Mac pushed him away, coughing.

"If you pass out and hit the ground with your head to death, how the hell am I going to know? Don't worry too much, get cleaned up. I'll stay here with you." Nan rasped, so Mac intended to wipe his top a bit because he wanted to rest, he tried to remove his shirt, but his hands were weak. Nan shook his head before moving to remove his shirt at once. Mac looked at him puzzled.

"Wait," Nan said, walking out. Mac said nothing because the more he talked, the more his throat ached. Nan handed him a water-soaked towel, Mac took it and wiped himself gently on his face lack of strength Nan gazed at him with unmoving eyes, staring silently at Mac's body. His skin was soft and delicate, but traces of what he had done were scattered everywhere. Mac could feel Nan's sharp eyes very well and felt his body begin to heat up.

"Washing you like that, will you be clean? I see you and it bothers me," Nan murmured, before taking the washcloth from Mac's hand.

"No...give it to me." Mac tried to be stubborn, but he couldn't fight Nan's strength anyway. Nan deftly cleaned Mac up.

"Stay still," Nan said harshly, looking at Mac. So Mac froze and sat silent. Finally, Mac let Nan clean the top and bottom of it. At first, Mac didn't let Nan do the deep cleaning, but he was so fierce and threatening that Mac had to give in.

"Hey... Hia Nan," came the voice of Frog out of the bathroom Nan came over to the bathroom door, slightly ajar, and he stuck out his head.

"Yeah, what's up?" Nan replied. Frog looked up in surprise, for at first he saw neither Nan nor Mac in the room.

"I brought you some porridge" Frog replied because Nan asked him to bring the porridge she bought and put it in a bowl for him.

"Yes, put them on the table, thank you," said nan.

"So what is Hia doing here? Where did Mac go?" asked Frog.

"I'm cleaning up a stubborn child who can't clean himself up," Nan said, before turning to look at Mac, who was frowning at Nan's words that he was a stubborn child. Frog nodded slowly.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. If he needs anything, call me sir," Frog replied, before leaving the room. Nan returned to Mac, who was sitting in the bath.

"I'm cold," Mac said briefly, so Nan quickly cleaned him up and put some clothes on him. When he was done, she took Mac back to bed.

"Eat the porridge first, then take the medicine," Nan said as he brought the bowl of porridge to Mac. Nan had to feed him again like she had before. In the porridge bowl, there was ground pork, pig liver, pig intestines, but no vegetables. Taking the first bite, Mac shook his head, because his mouth felt sour.