"What was I supposed to do?" When Kang Nian heard that his troublesome younger brother Kang Shi had caught the epidemic, he braved the risk and came to look after him. As luck would have it, he arrived just in time to hear Kang Shi complaining to Fang Yan. Years of pent-up anger burst out in an instant. "If you'd ever gotten your act together, would things have come to this!"
Kang Shi wore an expression like the sky had fallen and the earth had split apart.
He pulled the quilt over himself and curled into a ball.
Kang Nian laughed when he saw him. "Kang—Ji—Shou!"
Fang Yan knew that look on Kang Nian's face all too well. In the past, when his eldest brother couldn't verbally subdue his younger brother, who was raising hell in the Heavenly Palace, he would put on this "terrifying, sinister" smile. The next step was always to resort to force. Fang Yan had no desire to stay and witness the brothers brawl, so he politely pried Kang Shi's claws loose, slung his medicine case over his back, and left under the pretext of going to prepare the medicine.
In other words, he was leaving the brothers alone together.
As soon as Fang Yan left, Kang Shi wound the quilt even tighter around himself.
The room fell completely silent.
If not for the superhuman hearing of a Literary Scholar, which let him hear Kang Nian's breathing, Kang Shi would have thought his elder brother had gotten bored and left. After a long while, the edge of the bed dipped slightly. Kang Nian sat beside him and sighed. "Not a single one of you knows how to behave."
Kang Shi muttered, "Is it possible you're just worrying over nothing?"
As far as Kang Shi was concerned,