"You sleep in bed too?"

"Jin Fu, what's wrong?" He Hua knocked on the door. His face displayed a worried expression.

CREAK. The young dude unlocked.

"What's the matter?" He Hua asked.

"Nothing," Jin Fu said, "I wanted to brush my teeth first. When I was almost finished, I spilled water on my chest. I don't know if it wets my wound or not."

The guy looked down at his chest with a worried face.

'Stupid boy.' He Hua shook head slightly.

Suddenly, the bedroom was knocked.

"Come in," He Hua called.

"Boss." Black Centipede appeared, "I heard screaming. Is something wrong?"

"Nothing," He Hua told.

The confidant nodded head. When he was about to leave, the boss called, "Wait."

"Yes!" Black Centipede spun.

"I want wound dressing."

"It's in the first drawer of your nightstand near the wardrobe."

"Okay. That's all."

After the follower left, He Hua turned to glare at Jin Fu.

Seeing the eyes of the boss, the young man withdrew his face and said, "Why do you look at me? I don't do anything."

"You screamed loudly. My men thought you got something wrong," He Hua uttered.

"I was shocked, so I screamed. Normal."

The boss of the gang shook his head. It was useless to talk with this stupid guy. Now it was not time to instruct him; his wound was more important.

"Let me see your wound," He Hua stated.

The stupid patient untied his bath robe belt then he opened robe for his boss to check his wound.

"It is wet, but a little bit. Take shower quickly then I change the wrap for you," He Hua said.

"I want to shampoo my hair. I did not shampoo it for many days. My head is itchy," Jin Fu said with a hand scratching his hair.

The gang-boss sighed slightly. This dude was so clumsy; he would wet his wound again if he allowed him to shampoo his hair.

At last, the boss of Sunflower Gang became a hair washer. He made his staff sit in the bathtub, then he took a seat on the side rim of the tub and started washing.

Meanwhile the companion leaned his head on the rim of the bathtub with a good feeling. He closed his eyes and smiled as he relaxed his head in the hands of the gang-boss. Not only clearing dirt from his head and hairs but he also massaged his head.

"Your hands are good," Jin Fu said.

But the boss was silent.

"You wash your hair like a professional," Jin Fu continued.

The patron still kept quiet.

After finishing shampoo, He Hua sprayed water to clean the hacker's head. He was careful to not allow water to touch the chest of the man.

"Finish," he called.

When Jin Fu wanted to rise head, the male master yelled, "Stay still." Then he went out of the bathroom.

The young gent slept without moving in the bathtub.

A moment later, He Hua came back with a small towel inside his hand. He wrapped the towel around his worker's head, then said, "Okay, you can get up."

After confirmation from the boss, the companion rose his head. He wanted to get his body up, then he found that his bathrobe, back and butt, was wet.

"I forgot to take the stopper out," He Hua claimed.

"Never mind." Jin Fu smiled.

"Take this off, and change to a new bathrobe."

"Okay." Jin Fu nodded, then he untied his robe belt and opened the robe.

Face of the gang boss became rosy when he saw his former-staff removing the dress before his eyes. However, the young guy did not notice. He acted innocently. He made his body naked without shame and gave the robe to the boss that was standing close to him.

He Hua received the robe then he threw it into a basket. Later, he stepped out of the bathroom and Jin Fu walked after his manager, nudely. As his direction was reaching for a new bath gown from the wardrobe, he stood behind him silently.

"Wear this." He handed the robe to his companion.

While the young mate was dressing, the elder master peeped at the man with eyes on the huge and long little brother that was staying between his thighs. He saw above it there were black furs that looked like a bush. Seeing it, the gang-boss swallowed saliva several times. His breath was accelerated, his nose was stung, and inside his body was heated.

"Already," Jin Fu informed when he tied his belt.

The robe hid away the little brother of the young guy, and He Hua could pull himself back.

"Sit. I change your wrap," he said.

The young companion sat on bed and allowed his boss to do whatever.

While changing wound dressing, the patron peeped at the patient's sitting posture.

This hacker sat on the bed with his legs separated. Lower part of the robe opened, but it did not show the previous attractive thing; it revealed only strong muscle thighs, to the groins of his.

Once again, that muscle made the boss of the gang feel a thing on his mind. That thing created heat inside his body and caused him to sweat.

At that moment, the companion spotted drops of sweat on the forehead of his boss.

"You're hot? Decrease air conditioner temperature," he said.

Hearing that, He Hua awoke. He tried to control his mind and took his eyes away from the troubled thighs; "No need," he stated, and he made an effort to finish changing the wound dressing.

"Already."

Jin Fu adjusted his robe and smiled at his patron, "Thanks."

The male master just said "Um" from his throat, then he put materials into the box and put it back into the drawer.

"Let's go to sleep."

"You sleep in bed too?" Jin Fu asked.

"Right." He Hua nodded. "I slept in the lounge for several days. Not well. But because you were wounded. Now, you are better. I have no way to continue sleeping in the lounge."

"I see." Jin Fu wagged. "Okay, come. Let's sleep."

The young man jumped to the middle of the bed.

"I sleep here," He Hua pointed to the right side of the bed, "and you sleep on my left."

"Why?"

"Because your wound is on the left chest, so your left side needs to be free or your wound will be doubled."

The young worker's mind was jolly and warm as he perceived his boss to be very considerate.

The two men ended up sleeping on the same bed, within bathrobes, and used one blanket.

The clock struck 11pm. Still the boss's and the companion's eyes opened. Both of them looked at the while ceiling that was above their faces.

"Jin Fu," He Hua called.

"Yes," Jin Fu said.

"Do you want to turn off the light or not?"

"It's okay for me."

"I ask because I think you don't sleep when I turn on the light. Me, I like sleeping with the light on" He Hua explained.

"If so, why are you still awake?"

"I don't know."

"Because I sleep with you?"

He Hua did not reply.

"You are not used to sleeping with someone on the same bed, right?"

The boss of the gang did not respond to this question. He blinked one, then he said to his companion, "Where is your birthplace?"

Jin Fu shook head, "I don't know."

"Why don't you know?"

"I don't even know my parents."

He Hua spun head to the speaker.

"My god father was a Buddhist monk. He told me that he found me at the door of the pagoda. At that time, I was about two months old," Jin Fu said. "I stayed in the pagoda. I studied at a local school until I reached university, then I came to Hong Kong."

"What's about your godfather?"

"He passed away four years ago."

"I see."

"What about you?" Jin Fu turned to face the boss.

He Hua looked at his companion, "Me?"

"Your background."

The gang's head gave a glare at his younger companion, but he did not say any word.

"You asked about my background," Jin Fu uttered.

He Hua turned his face to be straight and shut eyes before he called, "Sleep."

"Hey, not fair," Jin Fu yelled.

Nonetheless, the boss showed no care. He kept his eyes closed.

"Tricky," Jin Fu murmured. He blew one HUGSH from his lips, then shut his eyes.

In the room, there was only the sound of the air conditioner. Later on, the snores of the two men echoed along with it.