Mafia's Doctor

24

Yibo was in the indoor gym located in the basement of the building. He was throwing powerful punches at the punching bag with all his might. His face was contorted with rage and his whole aura seemed to scream danger. Yibo was trying to vent his emotions on the punching bag, letting out all his anger and frustration.

Earlier, the staff had noticed Yibo walking towards the basement with a very sad and angry expression. They knew their boss was not in a good mood, so everyone tried to stay out of his way as much as possible and avoided the downstairs area at all costs. The staff members wondered what might have happened because they saw Zhan, hurry downstairs a few minutes earlier. When Yibo finally came down, he was in a very bad mood, and the staff could sense that something serious must have happened.

Yibo could feel the anger boiling inside him. He had been punching the sandbag relentlessly, his mind consumed by memories of Zhan and the things he said. Each time Yibo's fist made contact with the bag, he could feel the weight of those memories bearing down on him. They played over and over in his head like a never-ending loop. Despite his exhaustion, Yibo refused to stop. He threw one final punch with all his might, and the force of it was enough to send the boxing bag flying across the room. As it crashed to the ground, Yibo stood there, breathing heavily, his fists still clenched in anger. Since he didn't care to wrap it up properly, his knuckles turned into a dark purple.

Haoxuan cracked the door open and approached Yibo carefully and placed a hand on his shoulder. He rarely ever feared his boss, Yibo has been his best friend since they were in school, and over the years, they've been through a lot together.

"Yibo are you okay?" Haoxuan asked in concern.

There was a moment of silence before he spoke. "Zhan doesn't love me."

Haoxuan blinked in surprise. They confessed? He thought.

"I'm sorry Yibo. What happened?"

Yibo told him about the recent events between him and Xiao Zhan, covering everything that happened up until that day. Haoxuan listened intently. He couldn't help but feel angry at Xiao Zhan for leading his friend on. He strongly believed that if Xiao Zhan didn't love Yibo back, then he shouldn't have flirted with him in the first place. Yibo's heart is as hard as a rock, but Xiao Zhan has managed to crack its shell and gain his trust. However, he then went on to completely shatter it into countless pieces, leaving Yibo feeling hurt and betrayed.

Haoxuan took a few steps forward, closing the distance between him and Yibo. With a smile on his face, he suddenly wrapped his arms around Yibo, pulling him into a tight embrace. Despite being shorter than his friend, Haoxuan held onto him tightly, refusing to let go. Yibo tried to resist, pushing against Haoxuan's chest, but it was no use. Haoxuan just giggled, squeezing him tighter. "Come on, Yibo, don't resist the great Haoxuan hug," he teased, trying to lighten the mood. "You need it, and I'm giving it to you for free." Yibo couldn't help but laugh at his friend's antics, eventually giving in and allowing himself to be hugged.

"What are you going to do now?"

"I'm going to talk to him," Yibo replied.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Haoxuan questioned.

Yibo did not reply got himself out of the hug and wordlessly walked out of the room.

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Xiao Zhan walked into the kitchen and walked behind Jiyang. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

Jiyang turned around with a smile on his face but as soon as he saw the older, the smile fell from his face and a look of concern replaced it. "Zhan what's wrong, Why are you crying?"

Zhan wiped his tears and looked up at the chef. "I don't know what to do. I think I messed up."

"Come, let's go sit, and then we'll talk." Jiyang guided the older to sit on the sofa so they could talk comfortably.

"Now tell me what happened."

"I think Yibo confessed to me but I hurt his feelings. I told him that I don't love him."

"Oh! Did you mean it" Jiyang asked.

"I don't know! I'm so lost and confused. Before he came into my life, I promised myself never to get involved with men like him again. Their world brings nothing but pain."

-Again?? Did he ever- Jiyang thought to himself but didn't point it out.

"Jiyang put his hand on Zhan's shoulder and said, "How do you know that Yibo will be the same as the others? I'm not trying to be biased just because he's my boss. I want to tell you that Yibo may come off as harsh, but he's a good person. To the outside world, he might seem cruel, but if he cares about you, he will love and protect you with his life. He's the kind of person who will always have your back, no matter what." Jiyang spoke with conviction, emphasizing his point.

"I know but I don't know what to do. It's so complicated. Why would he- how can he love me?" Zhan spoke.

"Why wouldn't he? You're an amazing person Zhan and so beautiful." Jiyang reached forward, hugging Zhan and the older leaned into him. "Can you tell me, if you have feelings for you?"

"I d-" As he tried to speak, his words were cut short by a sudden yank on his arm. He was quickly and forcefully pulled away from Jiyang's embrace, causing him to stumble backward and collide with a solid, hard chest. At that moment, he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his waist, holding him close and protectively. The unexpected movement left him disoriented, and he struggled to regain his balance and composure. He turned his head to see Yibo with a hard look on his face.

"Yibo what are you doing?" He asked but didn't move away.

"I need to talk to you, Zhan."

"I don't have anything to say to you. If you got something, say it now." Zhan replied immediately.

"We need to talk. Come with me." Yibo repeated himself again.

"No, I'm not going anywhere with you."

Jiyang was watching them in confusion. They were bickering but none of them tried to move out of the hug. Zhan didn't even try to resist.

"Oh yes, you will. Stop being so fucking stubborn for once." Yibo hissed.

"Listen you-"

Yibo, with a swift motion, kneeled down and lifted Zhan up, throwing him over his broad shoulder with ease. Zhan yelled and screamed to put him down but Yibo didn't listen to his protest as he carried him away, his powerful strides covering the ground effortlessly. Meanwhile, Jiyang stood there, perplexed and unsure of what had just happened. Their relationship is very strange, Jiyang thought to himself.

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