"Ding-a-ling ding-a-ling!"
Just then, the phone rang.
Li Chen paused and chuckled, his brows knitting together.
Who the hell is it, picking such a perfect ti.
It was crunch ti, and the last thing he wanted was to be interrupted, especially when the swelling down below was unbearably uncomfortable; he felt like he was truly about to explode.
Just as he was about to plunge back in, Yuan Qingying suddenly opened her eyes, which went from hazy to crystal clear in an instant, and she said in a panicked tone, "Li Chen, wait a second, it's my mom, she's making a video call."
Li Chen was instantly dumbstruck.
"Li Chen, can you hide for a bit? I can't let my mom see this," Yuan Qingying said with embarrassnt and apology.
"Okay!"
Li Chen nodded helplessly.
They had just finished a surgery not long ago, and were likely still in the hospital; in case sothing ca up, he didn't dare delay.
As Yuan Qingying reached for the phone, he quietly slipped out of bed.
"Mom!"
Yuan Qingying didn't even bother to dress, just pulled the blanket over herself.
"Qingying, why is your face so red, and why are you under the covers? Are you sick, have you taken any dicine?" The affectionate voice ca from the other end of the phone.
"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry. How's dad doing, is he feeling okay?" Yuan Qingying feigned calm as she showed concern.
"Your dad is doing well, we are fine. We just wanted to see you."
Yuan Qingying's mother's voice beca choked up, "It's us parents who have troubled you, making you bear such pressure, suffering so much, not even willing to rent a decent house because of the cost."
"Mom, what are you talking about? As long as you and dad are well, I'm very happy. I'm not suffering at all, it's quite good and convenient here."
The family chatted for a while before Yuan Qingying's mother ended the video call.
"Li Chen, you're not angry, are you?" Yuan Qingying turned her head and asked uneasily.
"Senior Sister, how could I be? Seeing your family so happy, I feel joy and envy," Li Chen stepped forward and hugged her perfect form, speaking sincerely.
Ever since he could rember, he had only his grandfather.
His grandfather had taught him a lot and treated him well, but the absence of his parents was sothing that could not be ignored.
"Co on up!"
Seeing Li Chen's dejected look, Yuan Qingying suddenly felt a mysterious pang of heartache.
Li Chen had just climbed back on the bed when she initiated a kiss.
But just then, Li Chen's phone rang too.
The two looked at each other, both stunned.
The caller was Jiang Qing.
After answering, Jiang Qing's anxious voice ca through, "Xiao Chen, where are you? Can you co to Aunt Qing's beauty salon right away? There's a custor who's not feeling well. Please, co over and help Aunt Qing check on her."
Putting down the phone, Li Chen wore a bitter smile.
Perhaps it was true that good things take ti; it seed destined that they wouldn't make it today.
"Qingying, I..."
"Saving a life is more important, you should go..." she said, and seeing Li Chen's reluctant expression, she added gently, "Don't worry, I won't disappear; whenever you want, you can co over.
Li Chen's heart settled down, and he quickly got dressed.
After a fervent kiss with Yuan Qingying, he left sowhat regretfully.
Yet, deep down, he felt more fulfilled.
He never expected that this Ice Beauty Senior Sister would harbor feelings for him, too.
Today's events didn't go as planned, but the relationship between the two had made a significant leap forward, bringing them much closer.
He hailed a cab, and in no ti, arrived at Jiang Qing's beauty salon.
"Aunt Qing, what's going on?"
"Xiao Chen, co with !"
Jiang Qing led Li Chen upstairs into a high-end VIP room.
Seeing the woman inside, Li Chen was taken aback; she was a beautiful young matron.
The woman sat on the SPA bed, her height obscured, but Li Chen guessed she couldn't be less than 165cm tall.
Her brown, wavy hair frad a refined face with a pair of alluring phoenix eyes,
clad in a V-neck black dress that hugged her form, just covering her buttocks, resting on her thighs and stretching down to her legs in black stockings.
The woman had the mature allure of soone in her thirties, yet she also possessed the fair and gorgeous features of a twenty-sothing.
"Sister Qing, him?" Ye Shiman pointed at Li Chen, her deanor cold and her eyes filled with scorn and arrogance.
"Shiman, Li Chen is a top student from Dragon City dical College. He joined the Provincial Hospital imdiately after graduation, and he also has a profound understanding of Traditional Chinese dicine thod. Give him a try; it might be effective," Jiang Qing said.
"Traditional Chinese dicine thod? You think that can solve my problem? I've consulted many top doctors dostically and internationally; they've all been clueless," Ye Shiman retorted bluntly.
"What's wrong with Traditional Chinese dicine thod? It's profound and far-reaching. What Western dicine can't cure, Traditional Chinese dicine thod might very well be able to," Li Chen stepped forward, slightly irritated.
His grandfather was a practitioner of Traditional Chinese dicine thod and was well-known for healing and saving lives in the village and beyond. Many wealthy people also sought his grandfather's dical services.
As his grandfather had passed all his knowledge of Traditional Chinese dicine thod to him, Li Chen couldn't stand this kind of disdain.
"Oh, really?" Ye Shiman crossed her arms, accentuating her full and ample bosom, nearly bursting out of her dress, "Then why don't you examine first? If you can discern what's wrong with , I'll let you treat ."
"Alright!"
Li Chen approached with an indifferent expression.
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