[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 26

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Chapter Six of the "Unexpected Springtime" series

describes the presidential suite as magnificent and luxurious beyond measure.

Xiao Chong rarely stays in presidential suites; initially, he didn't have the money; later, he had the money but couldn't afford it; and now, he has the money but no time. Sitting in such a VIP room, he suddenly remembered that song: "I want to stay in a presidential suite, I want to stay in a presidential suite, when I have time I don't have the money, but when I have the money I don't have the time."

Lying on the large, soft bed, he quickly drifted off to sleep. In his sleep, his phone rang; it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello! Who is it?"

"Have you gone back?" A clear, melodious, and delicate voice rang in Xiao Chong's ears.

"Not yet, who is this?" Hearing this beautiful voice, Xiao Chong's spirits immediately lifted. Little Fatty was a shrewd gangster, but not as thoughtful as Hua Di; although he had arranged a presidential suite for him, he hadn't arranged a woman for him. He was too embarrassed to mention it, and in this unfamiliar city, he didn't know where to find food, so he simply washed up and went to bed early.

"It's Yunxiu!"

"Which Yunxiu?" Xiao Chong was a little confused. Which Yunxiu? The name sounded nice, but crucially, he didn't know her.

"The nurse who did the surgery with you today! You've forgotten me so quickly?" Yunxiu said coquettishly.

"Oh, I remember now! Hehe, sorry, I didn't remember for a moment. What do you need?"

Yunxiu on the other end of the phone really wanted to smash his head with the phone. A girl calling you in the middle of the night, what do you want? "I wanted to ask if you've gone home yet. If not, can we meet and talk? And tell me about your experience with today's surgery. I really want to know how you came up with that perfect surgical plan!" "

Oh, okay, come over here. I'm in the presidential suite number one at the Dihuang Hotel."

"..."

Women are made of water, that's undeniable, but water comes in many forms.

A woman like a spring possesses a nature as pure, transparent, and gentle as spring water, pleasing to the eye.

A woman like tea has the refreshing and lingering beauty of tea, elegant and refined, requiring careful appreciation.

A woman like wine is crystalline, cheerful, and intoxicating, each with her own unique characteristics, and each adored by different people. In

the bustling world, women are like water, and so is the cool night.

Beneath a flamboyant pomegranate skirt, on a soft leather sofa, the night falls, revealing her most tender side, like a woman's half-loose trousers, awaiting the trembling courage of a man.

"I...I'll pour you some tea, you, you sit down. Don't be shy, don't be shy." Xiao Chong's once handsome scarred face now appeared extremely lewd, his mouth wide open in a grin, his eyes fixed on Yun Xiu's full, smooth breasts and jade legs beneath her sexy attire, as if all the moonlight in the world had concentrated in this presidential suite, making all the thirst for love and lust overflow.

"Dean Ouyang, why are you in such a panic? Are you afraid I'll eat you alive? Weren't you quite the donkey on the operating table today?" Yunxiu laughed like a vixen, shifting her posture and crossing one jade-like leg over the other, leaning casually against the sofa. The unintentional glimpse of her exposed skin made Xiao Chong's soul tremble; her short skirt revealed nothing beneath. "

My God!" Xiao Chong groaned weakly, his eyes fixed on the barely concealed allure.

"Dean Ouyang, why are your eyes so terrifying? They're making me so scared!" Yunxiu coquettishly brought her legs together, but instead of fear, her eyes held an unspeakable excitement. A thousand charms emanated from her, filling the room with a palpable sense of passion. "

God, did you deliberately send this vixen to hasten my death?" Xiao Chong had zero immunity to beautiful women. Seduced by them, he had long since lost all ability to resist. His blood was boiling, his lust raging, and his eyes were bloodshot. Without a second thought, he pounced on Yun Xiu, his large mouth opening to kiss her naturally red lips. His hands, without hesitation, climbed up her breasts, kneading them roughly.

The girl cried out in pain and struggled, but Xiao Chong ignored her feelings, only caring about taking what he wanted. Enraged, she pushed him away and slapped him. "Dean Ouyang, what do you take me for? Show some respect!"

"I..." Xiao Chong was completely bewildered by the slap, touching the hot handprint on his face, feeling utterly wronged and wanting to die. Damn it, what's going on? Didn't you want to provoke me into being greedy?!

Seeing his aggrieved expression, Yunxiu couldn't help but chuckle, her eyes filled with a hint of resentment as she said, "Can't you be a little gentler?"

Xiao Chong was a little dazed. You can never truly understand a woman's mind. To avoid being beaten again, Xiao Chong dared not act rashly. "Come on, I'm very rough!"

"You rascal!" Yunxiu lightly touched Xiao Chong's forehead with her slender fingers, her body coiling around him like a snake. Her cherry-red lips, like suction cups with negative pressure, sucked down Xiao Chong's face, her small hands constantly unbuttoning his shirt, her fragrant tongue occasionally licking his body.

Xiao Chong couldn't help but close his eyes, comfortably enjoying this unique massage from the woman.

Her movements were gentle yet fast, and it didn't take long for her to strip Xiao Chong naked.

Xiao Chong really wanted to scream for help; the powerful suction felt like it was sucking his entire body into her mouth.

Ten minutes later, exactly ten minutes later, her long, slender legs straddled Xiao Chong's waist. With a swift movement, her top slipped off. "Wow, 36D breasts!" Xiao Chong gasped, hastily taking one into his mouth. Yun Xiu made a seductive sound at the opportune moment,

thrusting all the way in. Yun Xiu couldn't help but groan, clinging to Xiao Chong's neck and moving rhythmically, each rise and fall almost detaching her body, each descent reaching its hilt. The sounds of flesh colliding were incessant, making the room even more erotic and utterly depraved!

Xiao Chong walked around the room until Yun Xiu couldn't take it anymore, then he put her down, opened the window, pressed her against the windowsill, and entered her from behind.

"Look, how beautiful the moonlight is tonight!" Xiao Chong said, pressing against her back, his hands caressing her two breasts hanging down in her position, thrusting continuously.

Yun Xiu had no mood to appreciate the night; she was completely lost in the moment.

Yunxiu couldn't withstand such torment. Soon, she was about to climax, but Xiaochong playfully slowed down, letting her regain her balance before increasing the intensity again. He repeated this process, giving her two or three pre-climax experiences before finally preparing for the ultimate, most intense and satisfying orgasm.

With each approach of climax, Yunxiu's desire grew stronger, her body preparing for the final climax. This method of prolonging foreplay undoubtedly made the woman's orgasm bigger and more intense.

Yunxiu couldn't bear it any longer and pleaded softly, "My love, please! I want it!"

"What do you want?" Xiaochong teased, his movements slow and deliberate.

"I want it! Stop playing around, okay?" Yunxiu's eyes were already wet. This feeling of being neither fully satisfied nor fully satisfied was making her want to die!

"Mother~~~~~" Yunxiu couldn't help but scream out in ecstasy towards the window.

Yunxiu's body trembled intermittently five times. After reaching the clouds five times, Xiaochong finally gushed out inside her. This woman was quite strong, managing to withstand him all by herself.

The moment Xiao Chong left her body, she collapsed softly to the ground, her eyes filled with a satisfied infatuation. She knew she would never forget this man for the rest of her life.

"You're a devil!" Yunxiu murmured to him, her eyes filled with tender affection.

Xiao Chong smiled gently at her, picked her up, and placed her on the bed, saying, "You've worked hard, get some rest!"

Dawn was breaking, and the fast-paced people of Shenzhen were already in action. Retired elderly people were doing morning exercises: jogging, practicing Tai Chi, sword dancing, and folk dancing. Office workers were either dreaming, eating breakfast, or waiting at the bus stop for the first bus. If they expected to comfortably board the bus during rush hour, they were dreaming.

Xiao Chong was still asleep. He had made love several times last night, so he wasn't entirely sure, but Yunxiu had almost been driven to shock by him.

Xiao Pang arrived early, carrying a stack of papers—materials he had compiled after working all night. Yunxiu, that little vixen, is a seductive enchantress. Xiao Chong barely managed to keep his eyes open for a few lines before becoming too sleepy to continue. He told Xiao Pang to come pick up the script at seven o'clock that evening, then went straight to sleep.

Around ten o'clock, Xiao Chong got up, woke Yunxiu, and after washing up and eating something hastily, he pushed her into the recessed space under the desk. He didn't say anything, but simply gestured to Yunxiu with his eyes what she should do. Ever since he had experienced Xia Xue's service like that, he had become somewhat addicted to it, and now that he had a rare opportunity, he was eager to imitate her. Yunxiu was very obedient; she understood what she should do from Xiao Chong's eyes. She unzipped his pants and tenderly took the treasure that had given her a night of satisfaction into her mouth, caressing it.

While enjoying this beautiful sight, Xiao Chong spread out the documents and carefully read them. After reading them, his mind... Immediately, a perfect script, capable of driving a person to madness, appeared. The pen moved swiftly, each stroke of the pen depicting a swordplay on the paper.

At seven o'clock that evening, Little Fatty arrived as promised to pick up the script.

When Little Chong handed the script to Little Fatty, he opened it and was instantly captivated by its brilliance. He felt a surge of exhilaration; after ten years, after half a lifetime of anticipation, he had finally obtained a perfect script, a script that allowed him to fully express himself. At that moment, he couldn't help but shed tears of joy. (

Chapter Seven: Let's Enjoy the Sweetness First)

When Little Chong handed the script to Little Fatty, he opened it and was instantly captivated by its brilliance. He felt a surge of exhilaration; after ten years, after half a lifetime of anticipation, he had finally obtained a perfect script, a script that allowed him to fully express himself. At that moment, he couldn't help but shed tears of joy.

"Little Fatty, the script doesn't seem very moving, why are you crying?"

"Grandpa, you're so amazing! I've never seen such a perfect script. Are you really giving this script to me to direct?"

"Of course it's yours, but the initial investment for this script might be a bit large, but you can recoup your costs and even make a profit later. Also, here's a little gadget. When you make calls in the second stage, connect it to the landline!" As he spoke, Xiao Chong took out a small gadget and handed it to Little Fatty. This was a phone jammer personally designed by the computer genius Chen Shisan. As long as you enter a number on it, the called mobile phone and landline will hide the real number and display the entered number instead. Chen Shisan originally wanted to apply for a national patent, but because of the controversy surrounding this function, he had to give up. Before retiring, he gave it to Xiao Chong as a gift.

"Thank you, Grandpa! Don't worry, I'll definitely put on a great show. If I don't drive this guy insane, I'll bring my head to you!" Little Fatty patted his chest and swore an oath.

Bring his own head to me? That's a ghost! Xiao Chong felt a chill and said, "No need to be so nervous. The most important thing is to improvise. The script is fixed, but people are flexible, understand?"

"Understood!"

"Alright, go ahead!" Xiao Chong was incredibly proud. This was a script he'd painstakingly crafted; if it didn't work, why would he be in the entertainment industry?

"Yes, sir!" Little Fatty, having received the order, scurried off, and his self-directed and self-acted play began.

Long Zhong was very pleased because the surgery performed by Xiao Chong and Zhang Sanfeng had instantly boosted his reputation in the hospital! See? Even though he lacked skill and only knew how to seduce respectable women, he could still bring in a top-notch surgical team to enhance the hospital's reputation. With both babies saved, the political figures were delighted and naturally grateful to the vice president who had brought in such a renowned doctor to operate on their children. While they didn't openly promise him anything, they frequently met with him privately, treating him like a close friend. This made Long Zhong even more arrogant and overbearing! "

You old geezer, you look down on me? I don't need you, I'll still be doing quite well." Long Zhong thought smugly, looking at the photo of himself shaking hands with Xiao Chong in the newspaper. The caption read: "Representative of the Quick Surgery Team, Dean Ouyang Chong, posing for a friendly photo with leaders of the First People's Hospital of our city."

His calculations were shrewd. Although he hadn't had much contact with Zhang Sanfeng at the Guangdong Provincial Military Medical College, they were undeniably classmates. As long as this connection remained, and he relentlessly begged him, he wasn't worried about Zhang not coming next time. Besides, it wasn't like he didn't have the money; a surgery costing six hundred thousand US dollars—what business could be so lucrative? In the future, if there are any surgeries that others can't perform, and that can also bring him prestige and advance his career, he'll definitely seek them out. Just a few more times like that, and it'll be hard for him not to get promoted. Hehehehe! Thinking this, he couldn't help but chuckle slyly. But he didn't know, he had no more chances. This was the first and last time. Why? Because he was about to become a lunatic.

As he walked out of the clinic, he swaggered through the lobby, watching the doctors and nurses bow and greet him. He felt smug, exhilarated, and so happy he wanted to sing! Humming a tuneless, off-key song, he walked towards the parking lot when a fat man called out to him from behind. "Dean Long, Dean Long!"

"Who are you?" Long Zhong sized up the greasy-haired, big-eared man before him, searching carefully but finding no recognizable, and then asked.

"I'm the patient in bed 28 you used to manage! Don't you remember? The one with the endocrine disorder! I told you I'd give you a big red envelope after you recovered and were discharged. Look, you were on vacation the day I was discharged, and I forgot to give you the red envelope. Here it is!" The fat man said, handing over a red envelope. It didn't look very thick, probably only three or five hundred yuan.

"Oh, I remember now!" Long Zhong actually had no memory of it. Although he managed more than thirty beds in the endocrinology department, the actual patients were managed by his subordinate doctors. He was just a figurehead, making rounds on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, working the night shift on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and Saturdays and Sundays? Of course, he, as the leader, would rest. But seeing that there was a bargain to be had, he immediately admitted it.

Upon hearing his admission, the fat man quickly stuffed the red envelope into his pocket, saying, "Dean Long is my savior! Last month, when I was hospitalized, I was so thin from hormonal imbalance that I was practically skin and bones. After your treatment, look at me now! I eat like crazy, everything tastes delicious, I'm efficient, my teeth are healthy, and I can climb five flights of stairs without breaking a sweat!"

"Heh heh~~~" Long Zhong sized up the bloated fat man, thinking to himself, "Your illness isn't cured yet! Last month you were skin and bones, and this month you're as fat as a pig. Your hormonal imbalance is even worse!"

"Dean Long, it's better to meet by chance than by invitation. Come on, come on, let me treat you to dinner and drinks at the Royal Grand Hotel. You're my great benefactor, I really need to thank you properly!"

"This, this isn't quite right!" Long Zhong was naturally delighted to have food and drink; he hadn't experienced such a life of luxury in a long time! Although his salary was high, the girls he dated were all desperate to get their hands on him. His nearly 5,000 yuan salary was quickly divided up as soon as it came in, and each of them still complained that it was all they had. As a result, he had to watch his wife's mood every month, take a few Viagra pills to make her feel better, and then humbly ask her for some pocket money.

"Don't be so polite, Dean Long. You've done me a great service, so it's only right that I treat you to a meal. Come on, come on!" The fat man dragged Long Zhong into a Mercedes without further ado.

Long Zhong had only pretended to decline; before being pulled into the car, he had intended to say he had driven, but seeing the brand-new Mercedes, he felt embarrassed to mention his own secondhand Jetta.

At the Royal Grand Hotel, the fat man didn't hold back, ordering a ton of fine food and drinks from the waiter. He certainly spared no expense; this table must have cost at least ten thousand yuan!

After a few rounds of drinks, the fat man, generous and hospitable, and Long Zhong, eager to curry favor, naturally started calling him brother.

"Brother, what's your name? I remember you're my patient, but I have so many patients coming and going every day, I really can't remember many names. Please forgive me!"

"It's alright, it's alright, Brother Long is a very busy man, I understand. My surname is Hu, the Hu of Liu Hulan, and my given name is Lai, the Lai of Zhou Enlai!" Hu Lai introduced himself, shamelessly bringing up two revolutionary martyrs.

"Good name, just for Brother Hu's name, come, let's have a drink!" Good wine, a top-quality 1982 red wine, I haven't had it for many years, I might as well take this opportunity to drink a few more cups, Long Zhong thought as he toasted.

After one cup was finished, Hu Lai, without waiting for Long Zhong's instructions, immediately refilled his glass and ordered the waitress to bring another bottle.

"Brother Hu, it seems your business is doing quite well. May I ask where you've made your fortune?"

"To be honest, Brother Hu, what kind of business do I run? Just a few auto repair shops and a few auto parts wholesale and retail stores. It's nothing special, please excuse my humble amusement." "

Oh, it seems we can do business together. My wife specializes in auto parts trading!"

"Really? That's great! But let's not talk business today, let's drink, just drink! Come on, Brother Long, let's drink until we're drunk!"

"Okay, let's drink until we're drunk!"

"..."

On the same day, two strangers came to Long Zhong's wife Chen Yun's office. They claimed to be salesmen from an imported auto parts distributor, trying to sell her their imported parts.

Chen Yun saw that the brand's parts were niche, not a hot-selling item, and immediately politely declined.

The salesmen weren't discouraged, still clinging to a sliver of hope, leaving their business cards and price lists for Chen Yun to review, hoping for a potential collaboration.

Hu Lai was the boss with plenty of money, and Long Zhong was the vice-president with plenty of time.

Hu Lai visited Long Zhong every few days, either inviting him to dinner or to nightclubs.

Before long, the two became quite familiar. One day, Hu Lai approached Long Zhong, saying he needed a large quantity of imported auto parts. He said it was from a businessman in another region, ordering 100,000 pieces, totaling over a million yuan. His own businesses didn't have that much stock, and he wanted to ask Long Zhong's family's trading company if they had the necessary supply.

Seeing this as a big deal, Long Zhong didn't dare delay. He quickly asked Hu Lai for the information and went home to find Chen Yun. After explaining the situation, he immediately asked if his company had any of these parts.

Chen Yun reviewed the requirements, performance, and brand of the parts and confirmed that the company didn't have them. Just as she was about to give up, she suddenly remembered that a distributor of imported auto parts had tried to sell her a similar product a few days earlier. She immediately realized a business opportunity was at hand and quickly found the distributor's business card, asking if he had 100,000 units in stock. The distributor replied that not only 100,000 units, but even millions were no problem.

This response delighted Long Zhong and his wife; this deal would earn them at least 500,000 yuan.

Long Zhong and Chen Yun immediately arranged to meet Hu Lai to discuss the cooperation. However, before signing the contract, Chen Yun remained cautious, fearing it might be a scam, and insisted that Hu Lai pay more than half of the order amount. Hu Lai immediately produced a cash check for 800,000 yuan, making Chen Yun feel ashamed for being petty and underestimating her husband's good friend.

Once the money was cashed, Chen Yun had no further doubts and immediately ordered the goods from the distributor. The distributor was efficient and delivered 100,000 units that same day.

Upon receiving a call from Long Zhong, Hu Lai immediately came to pick up the goods and paid the remaining balance on the spot.

This delighted Long Zhong and his wife. They'd made over 500,000 yuan in profit in no time. If they did a few more deals like this, it would be hard not to get rich. After several such small-scale transactions, Long

Zhong

and his wife had tasted the sweetness of success. Not long after, Hu Lai came to Long Zhong again, asking for his help again to produce a batch of the same car parts as before—three million pieces, totaling fifty million yuan.

Long Zhong was so happy he was almost blinded. This wasn't asking for help; it was practically giving him money! He immediately agreed without consulting him.

When he told Chen Yun about it at home, he expected her to be happy, but her face immediately darkened. Seeing this, Long Zhong quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

“We don’t have 50 million in assets to do this business! We need cash on delivery from the distributors! You couldn’t even sell my company for 10 million!”

Long Zhong laughed and said, “It’s alright, my brothers and sisters have plenty of money. My father may disown me, but they won’t.”

After saying that, Long Zhong started calling his brothers and sisters one by one. But after making that call, he was dumbfounded. They were willing to lend a few hundred thousand, but tens of millions, especially coming from the seemingly honest but actually untrustworthy Long Zhong, no matter how eloquently and emotionally he spoke, no one was willing to lend him the money. In the end, even after tearing each other apart, he could only barely scrape together 10 million.

Chen Yun went back to her parents’ home to borrow another 10 million, and then mortgaged the company to the bank for a 20 million loan, but they were still short 10 million.

Desperate for money, the couple made a tough decision and borrowed 10 million from loan sharks.

With the money raised, Long Zhong immediately urged Chen Yun to get the goods from the distributors. But this time, Chen Yun had second thoughts. For such a huge deal, it wouldn't be acceptable for Hu Lai to not contribute a single penny. If things went wrong, they wouldn't be able to bear the entire risk, even though Hu Lai was a trustworthy person, as evidenced by their previous collaboration. But even the most trustworthy person couldn't be more reliable than real money.

So the couple met with Hu Lai again, intending to be upfront and renegotiate the contract, demanding that Hu Lai, as before, provide more than half of the deposit—30 million.

Hu Lai was a little angry and was about to explode, accusing his in-laws of not trusting him. Seeing Hu Lai's anger, Long Zhong quickly tried to appease him, but ultimately, he still insisted on a 30 million deposit.

Forced into a corner, Hu Lai had no choice but to agree, obtaining their bank account number and transferring the 30 million to their account that same day. Chen Yun and Hu Lai quickly went to the bank to check their accounts. Seeing an extra 30 million in their account, they no longer suspected anything. When Chen Yun said she wanted to withdraw the money, Hu Lai said not to bother, as they already had enough cash; they could withdraw it after the business deal was completed.

With everything prepared, Chen Yun then asked the distributor to ship the goods—over three million items—on a cash-on-delivery basis.

The distributor personally delivered the goods, and Hu Lai sent a capable young man to inspect them. As soon as the three large containers arrived at the warehouse, the workers opened the truck doors, and the young man unloaded two large items, carefully inspecting and comparing them. After confirming everything was in order, he went to inspect another truck, checking two items from each truck in front of Long Zhong and Chen Yun. After signing off on the inspection, he was about to leave.

Long Zhong hurriedly stopped the young man and asked, "Why isn't Hu Lai here? When is he coming to pick up the goods?" The young man said that the boss flew to Shanghai this morning to sign a contract and won't be back until tomorrow. He asked me to come and inspect the goods. Now the goods have been inspected and there are no problems. You can unload the goods!

Long Zhong and Chen Yun didn't think too much about it. They quickly had the workers unload the goods and put them in the warehouse. After everything was settled, they settled the payment with the agent.

The goods arrived, but only half the weight was lifted from their hearts, because Hu Lai didn't come to pick them up on time like last time. The couple spent a sleepless night filled with excitement and anticipation, like children eagerly awaiting their New Year's Day red envelopes.

The next day at nine o'clock, Long Zhong figured Hu Lai should be up by now, so he dialed his cell phone. The message read: "The user you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later," followed by a long string of English that Long Zhong neither understood nor wanted to hear. "

Maybe he's just boarded a plane and is on his way!" the couple guessed. So they waited until the afternoon, dialed again, still unavailable. The next morning, they dialed again, still unavailable. Long Zhong frantically dialed his cell phone, but it remained switched off! Long Zhong was dumbfounded. Besides knowing about Hu Lai's phone, he didn't even know where Hu Lai's car repair shop was, or even remember the license plate of Hu Lai's Mercedes (it wouldn't have mattered anyway, it was a Mercedes!).

The greedy couple didn't realize they'd been tricked until the third day, when the phone that had been switched off was no longer in service. They could still call the distributor, but what could they say?

"Honey, don't worry, we have the goods, and we have 30 million in the bank. It's his loss if he doesn't come to collect the goods!" the shrewd Chen Yun said.

"Yes, yes, how could I not have thought of that!" Long Zhong slapped his forehead.

The couple rushed to the bank to withdraw the 30 million. But when they checked the accounts, they were completely stunned; there wasn't a single penny in the account, the 30 million had vanished. The couple was furious and immediately found the bank manager to question him about what had happened.

The bank manager checked the computer and told the two fools: "At a certain time the day before yesterday, a bank draft for 30 million was deposited into your account. At a certain time yesterday morning, the person who deposited the draft cancelled it, so there's no money in your account.

When Hu Lai used the bank draft to transfer money, the money would be deposited into Long Zhong's account, but that's just money on paper. Long Zhong can't use this money yet. Money transferred by bank draft can only be withdrawn after a certain period, about a week. If the other party cancels the draft within that time, it's as if the transfer never happened. So if Hu Lai had agreed to let his wife spend the money that day and found that the money couldn't be withdrawn, he probably would have noticed something was wrong. Unfortunately, he was so obsessed with making money that he thought money in the account was guaranteed and wouldn't disappear, thus making a huge mistake."

The couple was devastated and heartbroken.

"Honey, don't worry, we still have stock, right? Even if we sell the parts separately, we'll still make a profit!" Chen Yun comforted Long Zhong.

"Let's go back and check!" Long Zhong had suffered repeated losses and dared not think things through too much; going back to check was the most important thing.

When they arrived at the warehouse and opened the boxes of parts, they were stunned, as if struck by lightning. Only six boxes containing 1,200 genuine parts out of more than three million were real; the rest were all bricks! What would they need so many bricks for? They weren't going to build a house. They immediately tried calling the distributor, only to be met with the message: "The number you dialed is not in service. Please check and try again." They repeated

this over and over again! They had been scammed! Long Zhong finally realized he had been completely fooled. From the moment Hu Lai handed him the red envelope, he had been tricked! Hu Lai? The thought of that name made his heart ache. It must be a fake name. Hu Lai, Hu Lai, truly a foolish and reckless person.

Long Zhong has really gone mad? Surely not! Even though the company went bankrupt and Chen Yun became a housewife, he still has his job—his position as vice-dean! Loan sharks? They haven't come knocking yet! Borrowing money from his brother's family and not paying it back isn't a big deal! But he's definitely heartbroken! Who told you to be so greedy! Don't worry, the show's just beginning!

First round victory! All the cast members gathered to divide their appearance fees and decide the winner.

The two salesmen from the agency: We didn't actually do anything, just recited the lines. At most, we only showed a sliver of hope in despair when leaving Chen Yun's office. So, getting 200,000 yuan for appearances is really good for us, director. Don't forget us brothers if you ever get a bit part like this again.

The young man inspecting goods: I didn't have many lines, but playing a technician was a real challenge. As soon as the script came out, I went to an auto parts company to intern, watching how they inspected and loaded goods. I did three weeks of free manual labor for them! On the day of my appearance, I wouldn't dare say I performed exceptionally well, just that I was stable. When inspecting the goods, I was truly calm and collected. I casually unloaded two boxes, but I had memorized their locations beforehand, to the point where I could find them with my eyes closed, so I wasn't worried about making a mistake. However, I wasn't worried about the couple going up to inspect the goods. The man was wearing a designer suit, and the truck wasn't loaded with a high-speed truck. I was wearing work clothes, so climbing up and down wasn't a problem, but for him, it would ruin his suit. And the woman was wearing a miniskirt; climbing up would definitely expose her. Besides, with so many workers present, even if she wanted to be provocative, the man wouldn't allow it. Wearing such a blatant green hat—I'd rather die than wear that. A million for a "show" fee? Honestly, that's a bit too much!

Distributor: Hmm, well, I have a lot of lines, and I have to make them sound convincing, which is a bit difficult! The props also required careful planning. It's relatively easy to handle the express delivery discreetly, but packing those bricks... oh my god, I've never done anything like this before! It was incredibly exhausting. I spent three days and three nights alone in a house, drying them out completely. Anyone who didn't know better would think I was packing gold bricks! There was foam, plastic bags, boxes, and seals—it was quite a grueling job. I even got ten blisters from wearing rough gloves. But for a three million appearance fee... wow, I never imagined I'd have that much money! Thank you, director! Thank you, director!

Hu Lai (Little Fatty): Sigh, everyone did a great job. Actually, I was the biggest failure. I was too eager for quick success. I should have arranged several smaller deals of around 100,000 items first, and then done this big project last. But I was afraid people wouldn't accept such a large deal, so I had to strike while the iron was hot. It was too risky, but there was no other way. The bank draft was even riskier. Anyway, this whole thing was a lucky break, a risky move. Of course, their greed also led to this outcome! Actually, our script is terrible, full of low-class tricks, but what can I do? I'm a gangster! I can't pull off civilized stuff! Your scenes end here for now. Acting isn't easy, and you're all tired. Take your money and go relax, and don't come back!

Everyone: Yes, Director! In

Chapter Nine of the "Crape" series, Long Zhong

, having been tricked and deceived, felt bad for a while, but it passed. Money, you can't take it with you when you die, and besides, it wasn't even his! It's better that his wife is home; she doesn't have to show her face in public, lest she accidentally give him a cuckold's horns. He just finds it strange that the three-day deadline has long passed, so why haven't the loan sharks come to collect the debt?

As the saying goes, a couple who have gone through hardship together will be companions in old age! Now he truly understands that. Since being scammed, his wife hasn't complained once. The money is gone, the company is gone... She silently returned home and dutifully became a housewife, getting up early to cook him breakfast, seeing him off to work, and washing up early in the evening to wait for him in bed. Longzhong felt quite happy, but occasionally seeing the fleeting sorrow in his wife's eyes made him feel uneasy. However, what was done was done, and there was no way to undo it. Apart from trying to reduce his time with other women and returning home on time, he couldn't think of any nice words to comfort her.

That day, he received his salary, and his conscience bothered him. Instead of spending the money on debauchery with those women, he bought some of his wife's favorite dishes and rushed home.

He took out his keys, opened the door, and cautiously entered, wanting to surprise his wife. He'd been particularly diligent this month, prescribing many medications, all with high kickbacks. So this time, his salary plus kickbacks amounted to nearly twenty thousand yuan. This amount was nothing to him; his grandfather used to casually toss him hundreds of thousands in pocket money. But the family was going through a difficult time, and this money should make his wife a little happier.

The house was quiet; Chen Yun seemed to be absent, but intermittent moans could be heard from inside. They were a bit far away, and the sounds weren't very clear; Long Zhong couldn't tell who it was, so he quietly approached . He went to the room. Through the half-open door, he saw a scene that enraged him beyond measure.

His wife, the beautiful Chen Yun, was kneeling naked on the bed. Behind her, a naked man was vigorously thrusting into her buttocks. In front of her, another man lay supine, enjoying oral sex—a service only he could provide—and the muffled moans were coming from his wife's mouth. Beside the bed, a naked, burly man sat in a recliner, leisurely and contentedly enjoying himself. His body was still damp with sweat, clearly from a vigorous workout.

"Old Han, this woman's really hot!" The man sitting next to her said, watching Old Han, who was sweating profusely behind Chen Yun, still working like an ox.

"Yeah, she's really strong. The three of us have been taking turns since morning, and she hasn't shown any signs of fatigue. And this place is still very wet. It seems this Longzhong is really not that great. She can't even plow her own plot properly, and she's going to plow someone else's field. Ugh, ah, ah, I can't take it anymore, I—" Before Old Han could finish his sentence, his face suddenly contorted, his whole body trembled several times, and he collapsed.

Soon, a large amount of thick, yellowish-white liquid flowed out from Chen Yun's black and white, muddy and swollen place.

"Old Han, you useless guy, you're really weak. You can't even last ten minutes. Watch me!" The man lying in front of Chen Yun said, then pulled out his penis and went to Chen Yun's back, not caring about the dirt, and "plop" inserted it.

"Old Cha, I know you're strong. A horse like you, every time you go to a brothel, you make the girls scream like pigs being slaughtered," Old Han said, wiping his sweat.

Chen Yun simply endured it all with difficulty. Her tears had long since dried, her limbs were numb. These three men had been on the bed with her ever since, changing positions like Guanyin sitting on a lotus, old man pushing a cart, half a roast goose leg… and so on. They used the dildos and vibrators repeatedly. These three men had tried every way they could to humiliate her, but she didn't scream or struggle, just silently endured it. It wasn't that she was inherently masochistic, but that she couldn't.

"Can you hurry up? My husband is coming back soon!" Chen Yun, who hadn't said a word, started to get anxious as it was almost time for Longzhong to get off work.

"Tch, what good is your spineless husband? He'll be back to see how we make his wife comfortable! You have to admit, any one of the three of us is better than him, hehe!" Old Han leered, stroking her erect breasts.

"Let me tell you, this is just interest. If you don't gather the money within three days, it won't be as simple as just getting a few days off! I'll do it!" Old Cha, behind Chen Yun, said laboriously while thrusting, slapping her plump buttocks to increase the stimulation. "

Three days, uh, three hours is too short. Can you, um, can you give me more time, ah, a few more days?" Chen Yun was speechless, but still persisted.

That morning, these loan sharks had come in demanding repayment, threatening to chop off her husband's hands and feet if he didn't pay. Chen Yun panicked immediately. She knew what was coming had finally arrived, but now, let alone ten million, her family couldn't even come up with one million. She had taken out all her savings and cash, which only amounted to about three hundred thousand.

Seeing that she only had so little money, not even enough to cover the interest, the loan sharks called a moving company to take all her valuables and demand the property certificate. This house was a wedding gift from Long Ma, worth at least one or two million.

Seeing the moving company arrive, Chen Yun was completely disoriented. Her furniture was gone, her house was gone, her home was gone, and her marriage was over. She didn't dare call Long Zhong, because she knew he was impulsive and cowardly; even if he knew, it wouldn't help. But she truly couldn't borrow another penny. She hadn't even repaid the ten million her family had given her; how could she possibly have the face to go back and ask for money? Like a tree falling and monkeys scattering—her company had been seized by the bank, and the mere mention of borrowing money from others caused all her former friends to avoid her like the plague. Hoping that Long Zhong would come up with the money to repay it was even more hopeless. The coldness of the world left Chen Yun heartbroken, but she didn't want her happy and beautiful life to be ruined like this.

So she began to deal with these ruthless loan sharks, offering them cigarettes and tea, and making small talk like old brothers to get close to them, hoping that by serving them well, they could get a few more days to raise the money.

Seeing that Chen Yun knew how to get along with people, and seeing her alluring figure with her full hips and slender waist, and the mature womanly aura she exuded, the loan sharks were completely captivated. So they said that an extension wasn't out of the question, but only if the three of them were satisfied first.

Chen Yun hurriedly asked how to please the three men. But she soon understood. From their wicked eyes, fixed intently on her body, she knew what they wanted. She didn't want this; her chastity was paramount, and she didn't want to betray her husband. But what could she do? For her family, to prevent her marriage from falling apart, she had no choice but to submit. So, as soon as the door closed, she was half-pushed and half-pulled into the room by the three men onto the bed—the bed only she and her husband had slept on. Soon, all the places on her body that only her husband had been, all the places only he could enjoy, were defiled by them. At that moment, she felt so humiliated she wanted to die! But for her family, for her marriage, she could only endure the humiliation and live on. Long

Zhong, witnessing this scene from outside, felt dizzy. His body slumped weakly against the wall, then slowly slid to the floor. His heart ached as if a knife had been plunged deep inside, twisting and turning cruelly. His wife had been raped, and he was being cuckolded—three times over. Enraged, he wanted to rush in and fight the three men who had brought him such shame. But he dared not. These three burly men were incredibly strong and fierce. But more importantly, if he rushed in, his wife's sacrifice would be in vain.

He was cowardly, incompetent, a complete wimp, but he was still a man. At that moment, his dignity as a man had been trampled upon. He watched helplessly as his wife was tortured to the point of death, and he wept, tears streaming down his face. He deeply regretted and blamed himself for the sins he had committed; this was God's punishment, but it was too cruel for him.

In the end, he didn't rush in. Between being a man and being a coward, he chose the latter.

He left home, dejected. This was all he could do, like an ostrich fleeing its prey. When chased by hunters, it buries itself in the mud, thinking no one can see it, that it's safe. But it doesn't realize its body is still exposed.

He wandered aimlessly through the streets, his mind filled with the image of his naked wife being pleasured by another man. The passersby seemed to cast strange glances at him, mocking him. Even the sun seemed to ignore him; dark clouds gathered as if they had conspired to witness his humiliation, and soon large raindrops joined the fray, pelting him with all their might.

He walked aimlessly in the rain, the relentless downpour washing away the dust, but unable to cleanse his shame.

The rain soon stopped; the sun shone in the east while rain fell in the west, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

His heart grew heavier. How he wished it had all been a dream! But the dream felt so real, indelible, a shadow that would haunt him for the rest of his life, if he had the life.

Walking through a bustling street, his heart was filled with loneliness. He had no friends; someone like him couldn't possibly have true friends. But at this moment, how he longed for a friend to confide in, to drown his sorrows in wine. He

had no friends, only a blind fortune teller stopped him. " Sir,

" the fortune teller said, "I see your eyes are lifeless, your face is filthy, your forehead is dark, your eyebrows are menacing, and your face is gloomy. You are probably possessed by a demon!" Long Zhong had no interest in dealing with such a charlatan and paused, about to continue walking . "Sir, don't be in such a hurry to leave. I'm willing to give you a free fortune telling. If it's wrong, you can beat me up!" Long Zhong was feeling frustrated and wanted to find someone even more incompetent than himself to beat up. The fortune teller's words were exactly what he wanted. "I'll take my anger out on you today!" So he sat down at the fortune teller's stall. "Sir, you have a full forehead and square jaw, a noble appearance. You should be a very wealthy and noble person!" Long Zhong didn't say anything. He just wanted to find a flaw in the fortune teller's statement so he could punch him on the head to vent his anger at being insulted. "Sir, your birth element is fire, but you were born at the hour of Yin (3-5 AM), which belongs to water. Fire and water are incompatible. Women are gentle, and women are associated with water, so your life is destined for many romantic entanglements—this is an unchangeable fact! Your first half of life was dissolute, and your second half will surely be filled with uncertainty. You will marry at thirty, but have no children, and hold a minor official position! A major calamity will befall you at thirty-two—this is fate." Long Zhong remained silent, already beginning to believe the old man had some skill; his predictions weren't far off. "Sir, you have the destiny of a noble person. If not for the evil spirits entangled you, you would surely rise to great heights, holding a high official position, with many wives and concubines. But now, there's a dark mist between your brows, indicating you're already entangled by evil spirits. Recently, misfortune has befallen you. A single sentence has revealed the truth: you've lost both your wife and your army!" Long Zhong was astonished, almost bowing in reverence. Such accurate predictions—this was truly divine! In a panic, he asked, "Master, is there a way to break this curse?" The fortune teller stroked his long beard, his brow furrowing, and he fidgeted with one finger. "Heavenly secrets must not be revealed, for those who do will be punished by heaven and have their lifespan shortened! It is fate that we meet today. Alright, come closer, and I will tell you the way to break this curse!" After a few words, Long Zhong turned away, his face full of anger. "Old man, are you playing me? What nonsense is this!" It turned out that the fortune teller's method was very simple: cut off his underwear and stick it to his cheek to make a beard shape. Turn his underwear inside out and put it on his head to make a hat shape, doing this day and night for three days. The fortune teller, unperturbed, said, “Sir, calm your anger. The calamity you have attracted is that of a promiscuous female ghost, whose genitals are of the highest yang nature, able to remain untainted even in damp and gloomy places. Your underwear, pressed against your genitals, attracts this yang energy; this is the only way to avert your fate. Otherwise, you will be haunted by this ghost at night, constantly terrified, and ultimately die!” “Bullshit! You old bastard, spouting nonsense, cheating and deceiving, pretending to be a ghost! I’ll tear down your signboard today!” Enraged, Long Zhong overturned the table and smashed the signboard, then began punching and kicking the fortune teller. “I have revealed a heavenly secret, hoping this is retribution and that there will be no more disaster! Sir, if you do not heed my words, you will surely regret it later!” Even at this moment, the fortune teller still did not forget to help this man, showing that his heart was inclined towards goodness, truly worthy of the heavens and the gods. "Damn it! You son of a bitch, still so stubborn! Looks like you really don't know the meaning of death!" Long Zhong said, then proceeded to beat the fortune teller mercilessly, leaving him bruised and battered beyond recognition. Luckily, his old bones were tough enough; otherwise, he probably wouldn't be alive after that beating! The appearance fee… Stop, stop! Heavenly secrets must not be revealed, must not be revealed! Revealing them will invite divine retribution. After beating the fortune teller, Long Zhong's resentment finally subsided somewhat. Thinking of his wife suffering at home, he couldn't help but worry, so he hurried home. Back home, the atmosphere was completely different. The house was peaceful and warm, because his wife, dressed elegantly, was busy in the kitchen! It was a dream, it was a dream, I was seeing things, I must have seen a ghost… Long Zhong kept comforting and deceiving himself. But to avoid a recurrence of the nightmare, he picked up the phone and made a call he never wanted to make in his life. "Hello, who is this!" A deep, authoritative voice rang in Long Zhong's ear, making his heart skip a beat. "Father, it's me! Zhong'er!" "You? What is it? Speak quickly, I have a meeting soon!" Long Ma recognized his son Long Zhong's voice, and his tone hardened. "Father, I want to borrow some money from you!" "You bastard, I knew you wouldn't be so kind as to call me, you're just after my money. I thought you'd become more decent after getting married, but you're still the same. You're hopeless! I, Long Ma, have lived a life of great ambition, how could I have given birth to such a worthless wretch..." Long Ma, who had a deep-seated dislike for Long Zhong, launched into a tirade without even asking what happened. "Father, this is the last time. Even if you beat me to death, I will never ask you for money again!" "You always say it's the last time, always say there's no next time, I can't be bothered with you..." Long Ma said, about to hang up. "Father, Father, I beg you, I beg you!" Long Zhong knew this was his last hope. His siblings would never lend him tens of millions, and he had already asked them before his business failed. Asking them again now would be impossible. As for his cronies, he didn't even want to think about them. So Long Ma was his only hope. Long Ma suddenly heard his son's sobbing and pleading voice. He thought about how his son had indeed restrained himself a lot in the years since he got married. Although there were still scandals, he hadn't caused any more major embarrassment. After all, he was still his son. Although he never admitted it, his will clearly stated that his son had a share. After all, he was his own flesh and blood. Thinking of this, his tone softened and he asked, "How much do you want?" "...Thirty million!" Long Zhong originally wanted to ask for only fifteen million to pay off the high-interest loan, but thinking that the old man had plenty of money, fifteen million was just a drop in the bucket for him. So he might as well ask for more so that he could have someone to rely on for the rest of his life. "You bastard, do you think I run a bank?" "Dad, I beg you, I beg you!" Long Zhong cried, tears streaming down his face. Although he knew Long Ma couldn't see him, the thought of endless humiliation if his father didn't help him made him burst into tears. He was clearly using this as an excuse. Hearing his son's heart-wrenching cries on the phone, Long Ma knew something must have happened to him, but he didn't want to get involved. Every time he interfered with this scoundrel's affairs, he felt like he'd lost ten years of his life. So he agreed to lend him the money! Lend money? Long Ma shook his head and smiled bitterly after hanging up. This loan was a one-way street, like throwing money into the Dongjiang River! A parent's heart is always full of love and desire. Long Ma, who hoped his son would succeed, knew Long Zhong was a good-for-nothing and didn't want him to achieve anything great. He was content as long as his son could hold onto his position as vice-dean, coast along, and not cause him any trouble. Thinking of this, he called Long Bai over and asked him to take some time to visit Long Zhong. Long Bai quickly agreed, saying he would go to Shenzhen to see him after the trade fair. Long Zhong was overjoyed to have borrowed the money and immediately grabbed Chen Yun, wanting to do *that*.

Chen Yun was secretly pleased. Although she had been through a lot today, she had at least saved her family and marriage. Moreover, Long Zhong had bought her time to borrow money. She felt that any sacrifice she made was worthwhile, so she let Long Zhong do as he pleased.

Long Zhong quickly stripped Chen Yun naked and threw her onto the bed. The stained sheet had already been thrown away, and Chen Yun, covered in filth, spent two hours washing herself in the shower to cleanse herself of the marks and soothe her wounded and humiliated heart.

Chen Yun was still as beautiful, sexy, and alluring as ever. Her full, rounded breasts, pink, erect nipples, slender waist, thick, lush pubic hair, and plump, long legs instantly aroused his blood. He was too lazy for foreplay and parted her legs, ready to plunge into her still pink garden. But when he saw his wife's still swollen vulva, the tender skin broken from excessive penetration, he was immediately reminded of the scene from that morning. It was in this very spot that three filthy men had taken turns inserting their large objects into her, then spurting out even more filthy fluids that slowly flowed out and down her thighs.

The image replayed in his mind again and again. He wanted to forget, to deceive himself that it had never happened, that it was just his imagination. But he couldn't. That scene kept stimulating him, constantly humiliating him. A huge voice inside him was mocking him: Your wife has been fucked, from top to bottom, inside and out!

Long Zhong immediately wilted, his previously erect member instantly becoming limp.

"What's wrong?" Chen Yun gently hugged him, stroking his back, as tenderly as on their wedding night.

"Nothing. Nothing! I'm probably just a little tired!" Long Zhong pushed her away and lay flat on the bed. What could he say? Could he dare say, "You've been with someone else, I have no interest in sex"?

Chen Yun looked at Long Zhong, saying nothing. This gentle, kind, and skilled woman didn't dare suspect that her husband already knew about what happened that morning. She thought her husband was truly tired, so she considerately lowered her head and took his now limp member into her mouth, lovingly serving him with the techniques he had taught her.

The overwhelming pleasure surging from below temporarily made him forget his pain, but just as he was about to relax his body and fully embrace and enjoy this pleasure, the scene from that morning, like a persistent evil spirit, invaded his mind. It reminded him that his tender lips had been violated by someone else's, that his slippery tongue had lingered on someone else's filthy member. Waves of nausea washed over him, making him unable to bear it, and he pushed her away. She looked at

him, bewildered, her eyes filled with grievance and pain, which soon clouded her vision, and rain began to fall.

"I'm tired!" Long Zhong didn't dare look into his wife's eyes, turning his back to her, but his eyes were also wet.

Chen Yun couldn't control herself, hugging Long Zhong tightly and bursting into tears.

The night continued. The moon was dark, the wind was strong, and the atmosphere was gloomy and eerie.

Long Zhong, burdened with worries, couldn't sleep. He thought about Hu Lai, who had swindled him out of fifty million; he thought about the scene that morning; he thought about the fortune teller's words; he thought about everything that troubled him.

His mind was in turmoil. Perhaps this was retribution. He had enjoyed defiled other men's wives and daughters, feeling only pleasure and no pity as he watched other men's husbands suffer in agony and helplessness. Now, his own wife had been defiled. Only now did he truly understand how terrifying and horrifying that kind of pain was, penetrating to the bone.

His phone rang!

3:15 AM.

A local landline number.

Chapter Eleven of the story, "

The Night of the Vengeful Spirits," continues. The moon was dark, the wind was strong, and the atmosphere was gloomy and eerie.

Long Zhong, burdened with worries, couldn't sleep. He thought about Hu Lai, who had swindled him out of fifty million; he thought about the scene that morning; he thought about the fortune teller's words; he thought about everything that troubled him.

His mind was in turmoil. Perhaps this was retribution. He enjoyed defiled other men's wives and daughters, feeling only pleasure and no pity at the sight of other husbands' pained and helpless expressions. Now, his own wife had been defiled. Only now did he truly understand how terrifying and horrifying that kind of pain was, penetrating to the bone.

His phone rang!

3:15 AM.

A local landline number.

"Hello!" Long Zhong picked up the phone, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed the answer button.

"Whoosh~~~~~~~" No one spoke on the other end of the line, only the mournful sound of the wind, very desolate, like a tragic woman crying out her life story.

"Hello, speak up!" Long Zhong didn't take it seriously; the wind was indeed very strong tonight.

"Whoosh~~~~~~~~~" There was still only the sound of the wind on the other end, but it grew even stronger, like a strong gust of wind forcing its way through the gap in the window, or like the sound effects in a horror movie.

"Hello, hello, hello, who is it?" Goosebumps rose on Long Zhong's skin as he shouted loudly to bolster his courage.

"Dragon... Dean... I'm suffering so much here... Please come and keep me company!" A trembling woman's voice rang out from the phone, seemingly near yet far, sorrowful and drawn-out, each word desolate and hollow.

"Who are you?? Who are you? Who the hell are you?" Long Zhong remembered the fortune teller's words from earlier that day and screamed in terror.

"Dragon... Dean... I'm suffering so much here... Please come and keep me company?" It was the same words, the same tone, still so terrifying, making one wonder if it came from hell.

"Who? Who are you? You're just playing tricks, pretending to be a ghost! If I find you, I'll skin you alive!" Long Zhong yelled, his heart filled with utter fear.

"Dragon...Dean...I'm suffering so much here...please come keep me company!"

"You're crazy!" Long Zhong hung up the phone, but couldn't suppress the trembling fear in his heart.

Chen Yun had already woken up, looking at the still-shaken Long Zhong. "Whose call was that?"

He didn't know; if only he knew. Long Zhong's face was pale, his heart filled with anxiety, but he dared not let his wife be frightened again. "Hold me tight, hold me tight, okay?"

The second night, it was still 3:15 AM, still that terrifying voice, still that phone number. It still disturbed Long Zhong and Chen Yun's already weakened nerves.

As soon as Long Zhong heard that voice, he frantically hung up.

The phone rang again.

Long Zhong dared not answer, but the ringing continued, incessantly.

Long Zhong had no choice but to turn off his phone.

The whole world was quiet now; he could finally get a good night's sleep!

The phone rang again; it was the landline at home. He answered, and it was that woman's mournful voice again.

The third day,

under a bright, clear sky, the sun blazed down. Long Zhong stood in the scorching sun, his shadow cast at his feet, drenched in sweat. "Damn it, all you demons and monsters, show yourselves!" he muttered to himself as

he dialed the number back. "Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service. Please check and try again. Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service. Please check and try again. Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service. Please check and try again. Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service. Please check and try again..."

Long Zhong panicked. Had he really seen a ghost? He rushed to the telecom office to inquire about the phone number. The receptionist typed away on the computer for a while, then told him the number was no longer in use. Long Zhong shouted, "Impossible! This can't be! You must be mistaken! This number has been calling me for two nights!" The telecom staff were very responsible and patient. They found the previous user of the phone number in the old computer database—or rather, the previous location of use—Shenzhen Funeral Home—but it had been deactivated for some unknown reason.

"A ghost! A ghost! This is really a ghost!" Long Zhong muttered to himself, leaving the telecom office in a daze, oblivious to the staff's conversation. Recently, a virus has been circulating online. Downloaded to a mobile phone via data cable, it can display any number to the recipient, provided a Trojan program is programmed before downloading.

Long Zhong hurried to find the blind fortune teller, returning to his old stall, only to find it empty. Ask the old man next to him who was setting up a chess puzzle. What the old man told him struck him like a thunderbolt. The old man and the blind fortune teller lived together in Shenzhen, sharing an apartment but not the same bed. The fortune teller had suddenly died last night, shouting before he died, "I revealed too many heavenly secrets, and this is my just deserts!"

Hearing the old man's story, Long Zhong was terrified. Did he really have to stick the fortune teller's hand to his cheek and put his underwear over his head to avert this calamity? What would people think of him? Wouldn't they treat him like a lunatic?

From then on, Long Zhong lived in constant fear and paranoia. The slightest sound would terrify him. He dared not use his cell phone anymore, and he even cut the phone line at home. His walls were covered with peach wood swords, talismans, garlic, and bellflower leaves that he had obtained from temples. If you entered his house, no one would believe that this was the home of the vice president of Shenzhen First People's Hospital; they would definitely think it was the den of some shaman.

That night, he was on the night shift. In reality, the position of dean, whether head or deputy, was largely nominal; to put it nicely, it was a guest appointment, to put it bluntly, a mere figurehead.

Long Zhong had only spent a year at medical school, never attending a single proper class. Long Ma had gone to great lengths to secure this position for him! In the early days of his appointment, the hospital didn't know him well and assigned him a very simple appendectomy. He ended up working on it for six or seven hours, still unable to get off the operating table. Eventually, a visiting scholar from a suburban county hospital had to be brought off. Only then did the hospital realize that Deputy Dean Long Zhong was all show and no substance, a complete scoundrel.

Long Zhong was the deputy dean, in charge of over thirty beds in the endocrinology department. The dean didn't actually want him in charge, fearing something might go wrong, but also didn't want him to be a figurehead, just sitting around doing nothing. So they had no choice but to hand over this insignificant department to him. He'd already given instructions that Long Zhong didn't need to handle patient care; he just needed to manage the doctors and nurses.

Long Zhong's tasks were simple: a routine meeting on Mondays, ward rounds on Wednesday and Friday mornings, and a night shift on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Ward rounds consisted of simply leading a group of attending physicians and resident physicians on a round of rounds. Night shifts were easy too; he usually brought two young resident physicians. His job was to sign in and leave. If he didn't leave, he'd stay in his office flirting with nurses. When he got tired, he'd lie down in the vice president's on-call room, call over a nurse or female doctor he was having an affair with, and spend the night together. The two resident physicians were the ones actually working the night shift.

The atmosphere at home was too oppressive; the night shift was like getting some fresh air and clearing his head! They'd paid off the high-interest loans and still had about ten million left, but his wife hadn't smiled once since; she seemed to have a severe case of depression. Had he become addicted and wanted to be fucked again? The despicable Long Zhong had suspected this several times.

Several new patients were admitted, and the doctors and nurses were busy until midnight without rest.

"Ring~~~~~ Ring~~~~~" The department phone suddenly rang, startling Long Zhong from his reverie. He glanced at the wall clock—3:15—and was immediately terrified.

Just as the resident doctor reached out to take it, Long Zhong suddenly shouted, "Don't take it!" He took three steps in two, grabbed the phone, and slammed it to the ground. Then he stomped on it, chanting, "May the Supreme Lord Laozi grant me supreme power to crush all you demons and monsters!" This was a mantra taught to him by a charlatan to ward off evil spirits. He was told that as long as he saw anything filthy, reciting this incantation would make all demons and monsters disappear without a trace, their souls scattered in the incantation. Therefore, he readily gave the charlatan 100,000 yuan as incense money.

The doctors and nurses stared dumbfounded at the vice president's inexplicable outburst. No one understood what had happened, especially since his behavior had been extremely strange for the past week. He'd become neurotic, his ears perked up and his eyes glued to the phone ringer with a chilling gaze. He'd mutter something under his breath, then smash his phone repeatedly until it was completely shattered before chuckling to himself. With

the patient's condition stabilized, the doctors and nurses went to rest. Long Zhong dared not sleep; he was plagued by nightmares of a female ghost strangling him. He was now completely out of sync with his sleep schedule, absent-minded at night and drowsy during the day. The recent upheavals had severely weakened his nerves. But he wasn't acting erratically; he knew perfectly well that.

"Doctor, where's the restroom?" A young woman in a hospital gown appeared at the door. She had long hair tied in a large bow, her face was pale, and a drainage bag hung from her waist, suggesting either liver or kidney problems.

"Ahead, turn left!" Long Zhong glanced at her absentmindedly. The woman was quite pretty, but unfortunately, she looked sickly and didn't arouse his interest at all.

The woman's footsteps were very light, so light that Long Zhong thought she hadn't left yet. He looked up and saw that she was already gone. Long Zhong shook his head, thinking that he must have been too preoccupied to notice.

Long Zhong went into his duty room, lay down, but couldn't sleep. He had tried his best not to think about anything; the thought gave him a terrible headache. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. So he returned to his office. He remembered there was a novel called "The Book Without Words" on his desk, which seemed to contain many methods for exorcising demons. Although it was just wishful thinking and shouldn't be taken seriously, it wouldn't hurt to take a look. Maybe learning a trick or two would work. Ghosts and gods, well, it's all uncertain. Believe and you're sure; don't believe and you're sure! Originally, he didn't believe at all, but so many bizarre things had forced him to become half-believing, half-doubting.

He found the book, opened it, and started reading casually. Soon, he was captivated by the bizarre and convoluted plot. This author really knew how to create fantasies! He flipped to the first page and saw that the author's name started with the letter C, but he didn't know how to pronounce it. Who knew? Anyway, he only knew the first three letters of the alphabet. English was something that recognized him, but he didn't recognize it.

"Doctor, could you tell me where the restroom is?" The same young woman appeared at the door, her long hair tied in a large bow, her face deathly pale, almost bloodless. If it weren't for the drainage bag, Long Zhong might have actually become sexually attracted to her.

"I've seen people with bad sense of direction, but I've never seen anyone as blind as you. Turn left ahead!" Long Zhong looked up from his book and glanced at her. She was a beauty, but a complete airhead, absolutely. The restroom was only a short walk from the ward; even a three-year-old could remember it after walking it once. How could she not remember? Turn left ahead? Was that so difficult? What a beautiful but sickly airhead.

After a moment of sighing and reflection, Long Zhong continued reading his "Wordless Book." This old C (a self-proclaimed nickname) was really something else; he'd even come up with a competition for the longest urination! He quickly read on, and the more he read, the more extraordinary the text became. It was a masterpiece of witty banter and brilliant writing, with a tight, logical structure and vividly portrayed characters that were highly immersive. It was refreshing and invigorating, and just as he was about to shout with delight in his fantasy world,

a soft, weak voice asked, "Doctor, where's the toilet?"

"Damn it, aren't you annoying? It's just a toilet, not a maze. Are you out of your mind? If you're out of your mind, don't go to the endocrinology department. Go to the psychiatry department..." Long Zhong was so engrossed in his fantasy novel that he started cursing without even looking up. When he finally looked up, the doorway was empty; there was no one there. He went outside and saw that the entire corridor from the ward to the toilet was deserted. Strange, it should take at least ten or twenty seconds to get back to the ward or to the toilet, yet the person had vanished in the blink of an eye. Had he seen a ghost? The thought sent chills down Long Zhong's spine. He lost all interest in reading and quickly fled into the duty room. He locked the door tightly, crawled under the covers, and pulled the covers over his head.

Chapter Twelve of the "Frustrated Chapter": Long Zhong Goes Mad

. The night, though fraught with danger, was finally over.

After the shift change, Long Zhong was about to head home. He hadn't dared to close his eyes all night and was now utterly exhausted.

Taking the elevator from the seventh floor of the staff elevator to the underground parking lot, he was in a daze when he suddenly heard a "ding." Thinking he had arrived, he looked up but was on the first floor. Just as he was about to press the close button, two old men in morgue uniforms pushed in a stretcher. The person lying on the stretcher was covered with a white sheet, including the head, presumably dead. However, the outline of the figure on the sheet was exquisite and curvaceous; it must have been a beautiful woman. Old men pushing a stretcher? For some reason, Long Zhong thought of that phrase.

Upon seeing someone in the elevator, and noticing it was Vice Dean Long Zhong, the two elderly men quickly greeted him. However, they momentarily lost control of the lathe, causing it to bump into the elevator and lurch forward. Two items fell from the covered female corpse: a long head of hair tied in a large bow, and a rectangular drainage bag with connecting tubing.

"This…" Long Zhong was horrified upon seeing these items, pointing at the corpse and muttering incoherently. "Wasn't she perfectly fine last night? She even asked me where the toilet was! How could she suddenly die like this?

" "Oh, Dean Long, this girl had uremia. She's been dead for three days. So young, it's such a pity! They're taking her to the crematorium!" one of the elderly men sighed upon seeing Long Zhong pointing at the corpse.

"Three days?" Long Zhong's pupils contracted in horror. "Didn't I see her last night?"

"Yes, this is the death record. Dean Long can take a look!" Another old man said, handing the notebook to Long Zhong.

Long Zhong glanced down and saw that at 3:15 AM on the 26th, the woman died due to severe kidney failure caused by uremia, despite all efforts to save her. Today was the 29th, and

Long Zhong, who had seen the woman last night, still couldn't believe his eyes. Trembling, he gently lifted the white veil covering the woman's head. A pale, bloodless face, purple lips, and dead eyes staring intently at him—clearly, she had been dead for a long time. Long Zhong was immediately terrified, gasping for breath. He stumbled back several steps, pressing himself against the elevator wall, cold and hot sweat pouring down his face, body, and feet.

"My God—" Long Zhong screamed, staggering out of the elevator and running away for his life…

Inside the elevator, the woman's eyes suddenly moved. Had she become a zombie? The two old men, seeing this, showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, they exchanged a knowing smile, then lifted the white sheet and covered the woman's face again. Their smiles were truly eerie.

"A ghost! I saw a ghost! A female ghost! How terrifying..." Long Zhong screamed as he ran, remembering the fortune teller's words. It seemed there was no other way; he had to resort to his ultimate weapon! At this time, it was peak time for shift changes and ward rounds in the hospital. The doctors and nurses saw the usually composed and self-proclaimed handsome and dashing Vice President Long running frantically from afar, shouting as he ran.

"A ghost?" The doctors and nurses looked up at the scorching sun overhead. Under the bright, blazing sun, would a ghost dare to come out? Had Vice President Long gone mad? Long Zhong's recent erratic and bizarre behavior had already spread throughout the hospital.

Long Zhong rushed up to the tenth floor, into the endocrinology department, and stormed into the office. He unbuckled his belt with both hands, pulled down his pants, grabbed a pair of scissors from the table, and began cutting his genitals.

The doctors and nurses in the office, seeing the vice-president's genitals suddenly exposed, were stunned and momentarily speechless. Then, seeing him start cutting, they were horrified: "Oh no! He's going to castrate himself!"

The doctors tried to stop him, but it was too late. Long Zhong quickly cut off a large clump, pulled out a piece of transparent tape, and stuck it under his lip, making it look somewhat like a fake mustache. But that wasn't all. After finishing the fake mustache, their vice-president picked up his red underwear, grabbed it, and began shaking it violently.

A foul odor filled the air, and the nurses covered their noses in disgust. What was this vice-president doing? While they were still confused and speculating, something even more astonishing happened: Vice Dean Long casually pulled the red underwear over his head...

The dean was in his office organizing the surgical records for the separation of the conjoined twins' hearts. It wasn't his job; it was a request from the International Medical Association. In the midst of his work, a doctor rushed in, flustered. "Dean! Dean, something terrible has happened! Vice Dean Long has gone mad!"

"What? What happened?" the dean asked in shock.

"He took off his pants in front of everyone, stuck his pubic hair to his face, and then put the underwear over his head!"

"You bastard! Where is he?" the dean demanded angrily.

"Under the desk in the department!"

"Call his family!" the dean roared, almost thunderously. Ever since Long Zhong arrived, he hadn't had a single peaceful day.

"Why don't we ask Director Li from the psychiatry department to take a look at him?" the doctor suggested. "

Okay, quick!" the dean urged repeatedly.

Director Li, upon hearing that Long Zhong had gone mad and receiving the dean's call requesting a consultation, suddenly felt a surge of joy. "Retribution! Retribution! The cycle of karma is inescapable! I told you long ago, it wasn't that retribution wouldn't come, it was just that the time hadn't arrived yet. When the time comes, even if people don't destroy you, heaven will take you down! You seduced my wife, you raped my daughter, now this retribution has come! Very well, I'll go see how this scumbag dies."

Director Li stepped into the VIP ward of the endocrinology department. Long Zhong had already been given a sedative and was in a daze. Director Li pretended to listen to him and touch him, then solemnly took his pulse, before waking him up and asking a few questions. Only then did he leave.

"Director Li, how is Vice President Long's condition?" Chen Yun, the dean, and the doctors looked at Director Li anxiously.

"Well, this is a bit difficult to say..." Director Li stammered, trying to evade the question.

"Director Li, we're all family here, please speak freely," Chen Yun, the hospital director, and the doctors said, their

voices growing increasingly tense. "According to my diagnosis, he has a very severe case of schizophrenia, commonly known as a mental illness!" Director Li thought to himself, "You're ruthless, so I'll be ruthless too. You did this once, so I'll do it again. Those who commit adultery will surely be punished by heaven. Since heaven hasn't sent you away yet, then I'll reluctantly offer you a chance to be exorcised.

" "Oh—" The hospital director and the doctors sighed, their expressions immediately lightening, leaving Chen Yun stunned.

"Director Li, do you think you can cure this illness?" Chen Yun asked weakly.

"I'm sorry, his illness is too serious. I would like to do my best as a colleague, but unfortunately I am powerless to help. We should transfer him to Qingshan Hospital (the mental hospital) as soon as possible." Director Chen originally wanted to put him in his own ward and torture him every day to vent his anger, but he thought it would be better to transfer him to the mental hospital directly. Although he is not mentally ill now, if he goes there, his fake mental illness will be turned into a real mental illness in less than three days.

Seeing that even the leading psychiatrists said so, Chen Yun knew that Long Zhong was truly hopeless. Reluctantly, she agreed to transfer him to Qingshan Hospital, where the doctors were more professional and might have a solution. Long Zhong, this pitiful yet undeserving man! He was sent to the mental hospital in a coma. When he awoke, he found everyone around him insane, grinning and snarling at him. Even the doctors and nurses seemed abnormal. He frantically screamed for help, but this time, no one would answer him even if he screamed his lungs out. Within days, the originally not-so-insane Long Zhong was forcibly turned into a lunatic.

Who directed this whole drama? — Little Fatty: Hehe, I directed it!

In this lonely role—Long Zhong. Speechless.

The dialogue is always a monologue—"It's a ghost, it's a ghost, it's really a ghost."

The opponents are all memories—Hu Lai! The loan shark trio! Indelible painful memories.

No end in sight—"I see it now, in the mental hospital."

From beginning to end, it's all about you—Long Zhong, the only one I've messed with is you.

You've made me so completely invested—Long Zhong, speechless again.

If the story is destined to be a tragedy—yes, the script was written as a tragedy from the start.

Why give me beauty—beauty? Referring to that 500,000? Fool, that was just to fool you.

A performance of reunion and separation—Chen Yun, she's really quite pitiful.

A night without stars—3:15 AM.

I used the phone to attract you—Long~~~~~Academy~~~~~~Director, I'm suffering so much here~~~~~Can you come keep me company?

Since I'm messing with you, no words are needed. I'll make you laugh wildly and then cry, I'll make you go crazy from now on. In this madhouse without freedom, I'll hide the past in my heart. If everything is just an act, then I'll act well, whether you're a bird or trash.

Chapter Thirteen: Nine Lives, Nine Sons, Each Different

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Long Zhong has gone mad. The Long family is shocked.

They quickly send Long Bai and Long Nu to see what's going on.

When Long Bai and his sister Long Nu arrived in Shenzhen, Long Zhong had already been in the mental hospital for nearly half a month. Originally, he was still relatively clear-headed, but after spending so much time with these truly insane people and being used as a test subject by the doctors and nurses in countless ways, he had truly gone mad. Why was he used as a test subject? There was no particular reason, only a word from the director. Why did the director want to torment him? There was no particular reason either; he was simply doing someone else's bidding for money. Whose money are they taking? This painter doesn't need to draw his intestines anymore, does he?

Upon seeing the brother and sister, Long Zhong watched them fidgeting with their fingers, then solemnly said to Long Dong, "Sir, I observe that you have narrow eyebrows and a nonsensical forehead, lifeless eyes, a foul face, a dark forehead, menacing eyebrows, and an ominous countenance. You are likely possessed by a demon!"

He paused, then said to Long Nu, "Lady, I observe that you are destined for promiscuity. Your face is flushed, your eyes are filled with infatuation, a languid gleam, and a pervasive lust. You are sure to face a great calamity, to be repeatedly defiled by wicked men!" The Long siblings were both

amused and exasperated. Looking closely at Long Zhong, they realized he had truly gone mad.

"Fifth Brother!" Long Bai cried out in anguish, blaming himself for not caring enough for him, feeling ashamed before his brother!

"Fifth Brother!" The Dragon Girl, seeing her once dashing and debonair brother reduced to this state, was heartbroken, tears silently streaming down her face.

Hearing this, Long Zhong looked at them again, a glint in his eyes. Long Bai and the Dragon Girl were overjoyed, thinking Long Zhong remembered them. But he said, "Heavenly secrets must not be revealed; those who do will be punished by heaven and have their lifespans shortened! It is fate that you meet me today. Alright, I will tell you the solution. This gentleman, simply cut off your pubic hair and stick it on your mouth to make a mustache. This lady, simply take off your underwear and put it on your head to make a hat!"

"You scoundrel!" Long Bai's face turned cold, and he slapped Long Zhong across the face, about to strike again.

The Dragon Girl quickly stopped him, saying, "Seventh Brother, don't hit him, don't hit him! Brother doesn't know, he's really gone mad!" With that, the Dragon Girl turned and hugged Long Zhong, sobbing.

Long Zhong covered his face, which was flushed red from the slap, and rubbed it vigorously. Then he hugged the Dragon Girl tightly and said, "I have revealed a heavenly secret, and this is the punishment I deserve. Lady, I know you are embarrassed, but it's alright. I love rescuing people from their suffering. Come, let me help you out!" As he spoke, Long Zhong's hand swiftly reached under the Dragon Girl's skirt, grabbed her panties, and ripped them open with a loud tearing sound. The torn panties were now below the Dragon Girl's thighs.

The change was too fast; no one could have predicted it.

"Ah—" The Dragon Girl screamed in shock and shame, pushing Long Zhong away and frantically pulling up her panties, feeling so embarrassed she wanted to die.

"Don't worry, don't be afraid, with me here, no demon or monster can harm you. I can chant a spell, 'Supreme Lord Laozi, by your command, grant me supreme power, take off, take off, take off—'" Before Long Zhong could finish speaking, he had already squatted down, lifted the dragon girl's skirt, and was struggling with her over the small, torn underwear.

"You beast, this is your sister!" Long Bai was so angry that his veins bulged. He couldn't stand it anymore and rushed over to Long Zhong, punching and kicking him repeatedly until the doctors and nurses came to stop them.

Walking out of the mental hospital, the Long siblings were filled with mixed emotions. Even in his madness, Long Zhong hadn't forgotten his roguish nature, truly making one sigh that it's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature.

"Seventh Brother, how could Fifth Brother suddenly go mad? He was perfectly fine just a while ago!" The Dragon Girl walked awkwardly, her legs tightly pressed together, afraid to take large steps. Each step made her feel a chill beneath her, causing her great discomfort, because her underwear had been torn off by Long Zhong.

"This is strange. Logically speaking, given his personality, he shouldn't have gone mad so suddenly!" Long Bai was also puzzled, feeling that the matter was not as simple as he had imagined.

“Yes, last month, he even asked me for money. But he asked me to lend him tens of millions right off the bat. You know my psychological counseling center isn’t even worth ten million if I sold it. I had no choice but to take out all my bank savings and borrow some from friends, scraping together two million for him!”

“He also asked me for money, but when I asked him what he needed it for, he wouldn’t say. I thought he was asking me for money to go on a lavish lifestyle, so I just gave him a few hundred thousand to get rid of him. But judging from the current situation, his madness must be related to this matter. No, I have to go to his house and ask him!” The more Long Bai thought about it, the more suspicious he felt. His intuition told him that there was some kind of conspiracy involved, but being new to the area and unfamiliar with the situation, he couldn’t find a clue.

"Seventh Brother, I'm a little tired. I don't want to go anymore. I'll go see Sister-in-law tomorrow. Wait for me a bit! Drop me off at the hotel later!" With that, Long Nu strode towards the women's clothing store across the street. Long Bai then remembered that in the chaos, Long Zhong seemed to have pulled down her panties and put them in his pocket. Looking at her swaying back with her full hips and slender waist, and thinking of her bare lower body, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. But he quickly came

to his senses, inwardly cursing himself for being foolish—how could he have such filthy thoughts about his own sister? Long Nu's beautiful figure quickly returned to his side. Looking at her empty hands, he couldn't help but wonder again, she must have already put them on! What style and color of panties did she buy? Gauze? Pure cotton? Lace? Semi-transparent? Inlaid with silver sequins and openwork? Thongs…

The dragon has nine sons, and indeed, each one is extraordinary, each one a surprise! Let me introduce them: Grandpa Long Ma has nine children, seven sons and two daughters. The sons, in order, are Long Dong, Long Nan, Long Xi, Long Bei, Long Zhong, Long Fa, and Long Bai. The daughters are Long Nu and Long Ni. Long Zhong's greatest hobby is promiscuity. And Long Bai? Well, you, the readers, can decide for yourselves.

"Fifth Brother, let's go!" Long Bai's gaze made Long Nu very uncomfortable. She couldn't reconcile the look in her own brother's eyes with the eyes of those lecherous men who had designs on her, so she quickly urged him on.

After taking Long Nu back to the hotel, Long Bai drove to Long Zhong's residence.

The moment Chen Yun opened the door for Long Bai, he was momentarily stunned. He hadn't seen this sister-in-law for many years. When she married his fifth brother, he saw such a beautiful flower stuck among his fifth brother's pile of dung, and he was filled with resentment, cursing the old man's favoritism. His fifth brother was lazy and idle all day, yet he not only bought him an official position but also found him such a good wife, while he toiled like a beast of burden for the Long family, and the old man gave him nothing. He thought, "When you die, let's see if I go to your grave to mourn."

Years later, when he saw his sister-in-law again, he found that her charm hadn't diminished; in fact, she was even more voluptuous and alluring. Her tender face seemed to drip with moisture if pinched, and her proudly erect breasts were utterly captivating. Especially her perfectly proportioned hips and long, snow-white legs—he couldn't take his eyes off her.

His gaze was almost too intense, making Chen Yun feel embarrassed, and her face flushed. "Fifth brother, you're here! Come in!"

After Long Bai sat down, Chen Yun, naturally knowing the proper etiquette, offered him tea and fruit.

"Sister-in-law, don't bother, sit down. What happened to Fifth Brother has been so hard on you!" Long Bai said, reaching out to take her delicate, snow-white hand.

Long Bai's words moved Chen Yun. Thinking of her own unfortunate experience, her eyes reddened, and she almost cried. Only after sitting down did she realize that her brother-in-law had been holding her hand the whole time. She quickly pulled her hand away, her face flushed—whether from shame, fear, or unease, it was definitely red.

Seeing her charming and shy appearance, Long Bai really wanted to seize her and take her right there on the sofa, but he couldn't. This was his sister-in-law; doing so would be incest. Struggling to control his crumbling sanity, he said, "Sister-in-law, I think Fifth Brother's illness is very strange. Could you tell me the whole story?" He was just making conversation out of boredom, and by sheer luck, Xiao Chong's misfortune seemed to begin from that moment.

Chen Yun, who was worried about the awkward atmosphere, was delighted by his question. She opened up the conversation and told her brother-in-law everything—how Long Zhong had been deceived, possessed by a ghost, and then gone mad. The story was long, like a long, drawn-out tale, and by the time she finished, it was almost midnight.

"Such a thing happened? These things seem unrelated, yet they happened one after another. It's too much of a coincidence. When did it all start?" After hearing the whole story, Long Bai was even more suspicious.

"It seems like it started after your fifth brother hired that surgical team to perform the surgery!" Chen Yun recalled carefully.

"Did your sister-in-law bring back the personal items from your fifth brother's office?" Long Bai pretended to be a modern-day Sherlock Holmes, but it was obvious to anyone with eyes that it was a pirated copy. (Here, I must reiterate: resolutely resist piracy, only read books by Seventeen!)

"She brought them back, they're all in his study!" Chen Yun said calmly. She didn't want to bring up these things; mentioning them would remind her of the scene of being repeatedly violated by three loan sharks, a wound that would never heal for the rest of her life.

"Quick, take me to see him!" Long Bai said impatiently. He seemed so enthusiastic, was it brotherly affection? Hoping to find the root of the problem and cure his brother's illness? Who knows! Anyway, you can't guess a man's thoughts, you'll never understand them.

Chen Yun led Long Bai to the study, pointing to two large boxes of Long Zhong's former personal belongings, saying, "Seventh Brother, all your brother's things are in there. Take a look yourself. I'm going to take a shower first!" "Okay! Sister-in-law, don't be shy, I'll make myself at home!" Long Bai said, starting to rummage through

the two boxes, seemingly very focused, but his eyes were darting around. After Chen Yun left, she took her clothes and went into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water came from the shower. Long Bai was physically present but mentally elsewhere; his mind was already in the shower. As soon as the water started running, he tiptoed out. The bathroom door was made of latticed glass, obscuring the view inside, but a pale, hazy, naked figure could be seen. Unable to see what was happening inside, he was so anxious he scratched his head and darted around, his eyes darting about. Suddenly, he remembered the house's structure he'd observed earlier—wasn't there a tree directly opposite the bathroom window? Yes, that spot would definitely offer a complete view. Long Bai quickly went out the door, instantly circling to the side of the house. Upon closer inspection, the bathroom window was directly opposite that tree branch. This position was practically perfect: he could observe from the side for any movement, avoid being discovered from behind, and feast his eyes in front—a coveted spot for any voyeur! He wasn't very good at climbing trees, had never practiced before, but that didn't matter. Driven by lust, he could learn anything on the spot. He grabbed the tree, wrapped his legs tightly around it, and started climbing! With a "rip," his designer suit was torn open, completely ruined. No problem, it's just a piece of clothing! A whole carload of clothes couldn't buy a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to peep. Keep trying, higher, higher, and higher still! He climbed so slowly, it was driving him crazy. He was terrified that by the time he got to the top, that fair, smooth body would already be dressed and gone. He really regretted playing those fairy-fighting games with the neighbor girl when he was a kid, instead of climbing trees and stealing bird eggs with other guys. That way, he could have developed some skills instead of having to cram like this at the last minute... clinging to the tree trunk. Thank God, thank Guanyin Bodhisattva, thank Buddha, thank Laozi... After Long Bai climbed to that perfect spot, he saw his sister-in-law still naked and waiting for him in the bathroom, and couldn't help but thank her profusely. Long Bai's eyes looked through the air vent, and his gaze instantly turned blue, unable to look away. Her body, covered in a thick, white shimmering liquid, swayed before his eyes. Two round, jade-like breasts, like inverted white jade bowls, hung from her chest, their pink nipples already erect under the spray of water. Her flat, toned abdomen, with not an ounce of fat, and the deep, recessed navel, created a striking contrast of black and white that made Long Bai dizzy. The water droplets clinging to her body made him wish he could become one of them. Long Bai's eyes were wide open, staring intently, shining brightly, and his lower body felt hard and hot, as if it were burning. Anyone who looked up at the tree at that moment wouldn't see Long Bai; they would only think they were about to strike it rich, because there were two glittering pearls hanging from the tree. " My God, sister-in-law, what are you doing with your hand?" Long Bai, who was spying, couldn't help but scream. He saw his alluring sister-in-law, who could kill with her charms, holding a jade maw in one hand and reaching down to her crotch with the other. Her eyes were slightly closed, her cherry lips parted, and she tilted her head back, letting out a faint moan of pain. Seeing this, Long Bai wanted to shout at her through the window, "Sister-in-law, why torture yourself like this? Let your brother-in-law help you!" But as he watched, he couldn't resist any longer. He took out his manhood and began to caress the beauty. Suddenly, one was inside the house, the other outside. One was on the ground, the other in mid-air. A lonely sister-in-law, a lustful brother-in-law. Separated by heaven and earth, they engaged in a wild and unrestrained act. What happened? Long Bai couldn't recall clearly. He only knew that when he ejaculated, his sister-in-law let out a low moan, then quickly washed herself, put on her clothes, and left. He'd vented, calmed down for a while, and it was time to leave! Long Bai was dumbfounded. Getting on the horse was easy, but getting off was difficult. How had he even climbed up such a high place? Who knew? At the time, he was so anxious and restless, it was as if some unseen force had been unleashed. But now? He'd just vented, and not a single spark was left. Forget potential, he couldn't even muster his instincts!

A cool breeze carries tidings, the autumn moon shines endlessly, yet my longing for my beloved makes each day feel like a year… What kind of time is this to be reciting poetry? I need to think of a way down! Long Bai cursed himself as he tried to think. The cool breeze was indeed tidings, but it was far too cold, even a bit chilly. Heavens, save me! Am I supposed to stay in this tree until dawn?

There was no other way, I had to take the plunge. If you're going to eat salty fish, you have to be able to withstand the thirst. Clinging to the tree trunk, he shakily began to descend, his whole body trembling. He was terrified that one slip would result in a gruesome fall. Little by little, he moved down, and just as he was about to land safely, a surge of joy and relaxation caused him to slip. He tried to grab on, but the more he gripped, the more slippery it became. Finally, he lost all his grip, and his body was left hanging in mid-air.

"Ouch, my goodness!" He landed on his backside, feeling dizzy and seeing stars, but could only grit his teeth and silently suffer in silence. He stumbled

back to the study. His sister-in-law didn't seem to be there yet. He quickly started rummaging through the two boxes of trash.

"Seventh Brother, did you find anything? It's too late. Why don't you stay here tonight and look again tomorrow?" His sister-in-law, dressed elegantly, had regained her aloof demeanor.

"It's alright. I'm used to working late at the company. Don't worry about me, sister-in-law. You go to sleep, and don't close the door!" Long Bai said without looking up, his last words barely audible.

"Then I'll go get you a cup of coffee!" Chen Yun said, heading towards the door.

"Huh, what's this?" Long Bai held a newspaper. The front page featured a photo of his fifth brother and a young man, and he felt like he'd seen the young man somewhere before.

"Oh, this is the surgical team representative your brother invited from out of town! I think it has a compound surname, but I can't remember the first name. See if his name is in the newspaper. This is a commemorative photo after the surgery. I don't know how it got in the newspaper!" Chen Yun was naturally confused; Long Zhong had paid the editor to put it on the front page.

"Ouyang Chong?" Long Bai looked at the name on the newspaper, then at his photo. The more he looked, the more familiar he seemed. He muttered to himself, "I'm sure I've seen this person before, but I can't remember where!"

"What's so strange about that? He's a celebrity. You might have seen him on TV or online!" Chen Yun said matter-of-factly.

"No, no, don't argue, let me think about it carefully!" Long Bai looked like a novice playing mahjong, receiving a tile but unsure if he was going to win by himself, counting the tiles. "I remember now, I've definitely seen this person before. In my eldest brother's room, behind the door, he turned him into a dartboard target and used him to practice darts every day. I even asked my brother who he was, but he wouldn't say! I'll call him right away." Long Bai, disregarding the late hour, immediately called Long Dong. Long Dong was already asleep, but upon hearing Long Bai's story, he jumped up in shock and demanded that Long Bai scan the newspaper photo and send it to him online.

Upon seeing the photo, Long Dong immediately understood. Memories flooded back. The moment he saw the photo, he was almost certain that Long Zhong's madness was related to Ouyang Chong, whom he had sought revenge on three years ago. Sensing danger, he ordered Long Bai that he and Long Nu must return to Dongguan City immediately the next morning, without the slightest delay, or they would be punished according to family rules. Long

Dong was ruthless, vicious, and cunning by nature; his words carried even more weight than the old man's, so he quickly agreed. Time was short; he should leave something behind in Shenzhen before departing.

That night, Long Bai did stay at Long Zhong's house, but Long Zhong was in the mental hospital, leaving only Chen Yun at home. Is there any truth to the saying that a woman will inevitably suffer when a man and woman are alone together? Only those who have experienced it will know.

Chen Yun was incredibly tired. After making up a bed for Long Bai in the guest room, she went to sleep herself. She was exhausted, but she didn't forget her brother-in-law's burning gaze. When closing the door, she was careful and pressed the deadbolt button before collapsing onto the bed and falling asleep peacefully.

Night was falling, the moon was full and exceptionally bright. On nights like this, desires always surged.

Long Bai lay on the large bed his sister-in-law had prepared, unable to sleep. Although he had briefly released himself two hours earlier, it was only a tiny, very small thing! For a man, it was like scratching an itch through a boot—it didn't stop the itch at all. Sure enough, the moment he closed his eyes, his sister-in-law's white, naked body appeared in his mind, and his insatiable lust surged within him.

Her high breasts, full buttocks, the mysterious black triangle, the trembling, delicate hands reaching towards those areas—these images constantly repeated in his mind, relentlessly stimulating his nerves, as if a wicked fire was growing within him, burning rapidly and relentlessly, leaving him parched and extremely uncomfortable.

Two voices battled within him, reason and desire clashing head-on. "

Are you a man? If you think about it, just do it. What's there to be afraid of?"

But she's my sister-in-law! How could I do this? This is incest!

Are you out of your mind? Don't let outdated traditional ideas bind you. Go for it!

No… I'm a little scared. What if she doesn't comply?

Pshaw, what are you afraid of? You saw how slutty she was tonight. She's a woman, she has needs too.

But she's my brother's woman.

Your brother? Does your brother treat you like a younger brother?

Well…

maybe he does. When you were useful, he treated you like a younger brother, but after he's done with you, you're just a adopted brother. Have you forgotten how he treated you before? Have you forgotten how the old man treated you? You've done so much for the Long family, but the old man has never even glanced at you. Instead, it's your brother, this wicked scum who used you and then threw you away, who receives his favor, buys him a house, buys him an official position, and even helps him get married. All of this should have been yours!

I…

I don't need to hesitate anymore. Anyway, your incompetent brother is in a mental hospital now, and your sister-in-law is lonely and needs your comfort. Go quickly, she's waiting for you, otherwise why would she let you stay here tonight? It's a hint. Can't you see that?

The outcome of this battle is obvious: desire has triumphed over reason and ethics.

Long Bai tiptoed out of bed, opened the door, and sneaked towards his sister-in-law's room. With each step, his heart trembled, but each tremor was mixed with an indescribable excitement and stimulation. He seemed to already see his delicate sister-in-law naked, legs spread, softly calling to him.

Finally reaching the door, he gently turned the doorknob, only to be immediately disappointed. The door was locked from the inside.

That was politeness, not a hint. Give up! Thinking this, Long Bai dejectedly prepared to go back to his room and bury his head in bed, but just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered the living room... Wasn't there a bunch of keys on the coffee table?

(Chapter 15 of the "Rebirth of

Parents" chapter) That was just politeness, not an implication. Give up! Thinking this, Long Bai, looking dejected, prepared to go back to his room and bury his head in bed. But just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered that there was a bunch of keys on the coffee table in the living room.

He tiptoed over to check, and sure enough, the keys lay quietly on the coffee table, gleaming silver. At that moment, in his eyes, this ordinary bunch of keys was even more attractive than sparkling diamonds. One of these keys could open the door to desire! He struggled for only two seconds to appease his conscience before reaching out his sinful hand without hesitation…

Chen Yun was sleeping soundly on her side. In her hazy state, she felt a pair of large hands gently kneading her breasts. Thinking she was still dreaming, and also thinking her husband was still there, she habitually enjoyed it, and soon couldn't help but moan.

Her voice was soft, but it sounded unusually loud in the quiet night. She woke up. Turning her head, she was immediately terrified. The person rubbing her body wasn't her husband, but her passionate brother-in-law.

"Seventh brother, what are you doing?" Chen Yun pushed his hand away and tried to get up.

Suddenly, Long Bai seemed to have gone mad. He pounced on her, pinning her down with her back to the sky, frantically tearing at her pajamas. He didn't say a word, his eyes were terrifyingly calm, and his expression was cruelly ferocious.

"No, no, Seventh Brother, no, you can't do this, I'm your sister-in-law!" Chen Yun struggled desperately, her limbs kicking and clawing wildly. But she couldn't move an inch beneath Long Bai.

Long Bai remained silent, simply tearing at her clothes. Soon, her thin nightgown was violently ripped in two, revealing her snow-white, smooth shoulders and alluring back. Without a bra, her skin appeared even smoother. He then kissed her back, biting and sucking passionately, his hands continuing to pull down her lace panties.

Chen Yun clung tightly, afraid to let go. She knew that screaming and struggling were useless now; this beastly brother-in-law was determined to do *that* with her. She also knew she couldn't let him take off her panties, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stop him from penetrating her body.

The panties were too small, and the lace ones couldn't withstand their forceful tearing. With a "snap," they broke in two. Chen Yun lost her grip, and Long Bai ripped her panties off with a powerful pull, then pulled out his weapon and pressed it against her.

Chen Yun was somewhat desperate, only able to tightly clamp her legs together, but this face-down position was obviously useless. Too much space was exposed between her buttocks, and when she felt something hot and smooth pressing against her lower body, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

The arrow was on the bowstring, but Long Bai wasn't in a hurry to release it; instead, he continued to rub against her already wet lower body.

Chen Yun was overwhelmed with grief and shame, wishing she could die. She couldn't believe that her seemingly respectable brother-in-law would commit such a beastly act, utterly disregarding ethics and morality by raping her. She lamented her tragic fate: first, she was deceived, her company went bankrupt, then she was gang-raped, her husband developed a mental illness, and now even her own family was trying to kill her.

Overwhelmed by grief and despair, Chen Yun quickly gave up resisting. The moment her brother-in-law's weapon penetrated her body, she went numb; her heart felt as if it were being pierced by a sharp blade, dripping blood… In

a hotel in Shenzhen,

in a large private room, one man and six women were…

“Good lad, even more of a womanizer than I was back then! Alas, good seed doesn't pass on, but bad seed lasts three generations. It's a curse if there's no good feng shui!” the man lamented. Who was this man? Barefoot doctor, eccentric miracle doctor, former chief surgeon of the rapid-surgery team, director of Hekeng Health Center (the predecessor of Hekeng People's Hospital), director of Hekeng Medical Clinic in Chinatown, USA, Xiao Chong's father—Xiao Sheng! His title is a bit long, and Xiao Sheng is middle-aged, but he doesn't look old at all; instead, he exudes a mature man's charm. They say a twenty-year-old man is a semi-finished product, a thirty-year-old man is a finished product, a forty-year-old man is a top-quality product, a fifty-year-old man is a second-rate product, and a sixty-year-old man is a waste product. And Xiao Sheng is currently at his prime.

(But rumors say he's dead? And Xiao Chong even saw his corpse with his own eyes. Is the city turning into a fantasy world with some bizarre twist? No, no, this will be explained later.)

"Stop yelling like that, you're the one who spread the rumors," Shen Xue said reproachfully.

"Yes, and our son is obviously much better than you. At least we already have a grandson and a granddaughter!" The usually gentle and kind Lin Xinlan also started teasing Xiao Sheng.

"I think our son will definitely surpass our old man, Ruyan, don't you think?" Xian Yanchang asked Liu Ruyan, who had been standing silently by the window.

Liu Ruyan simply raised her head, smiled noncommittally, and remained silent.

"At least our son's reputation is stronger than our old man's now. Iron-willed fierce soldier, arrogant divine doctor, how famous they are! It's all worth it for me to have taught him martial arts!" Baoling said with great satisfaction.

"Tch, we all deserve credit for our son's achievements today!" Chen Xinmei joined in the fun.

"Hey, I'm only a little over forty, when did I become an old man! Can an old man serve you all like queens every night? Humph! I've just retired from martial arts. If I were to fight again, I could still charm thousands of young girls, countless housewives, and most middle-aged and elderly women. I'm in my prime at forty!" The young man flirted with the women.

"Pah! Just a flower!" the women all scolded him.

Shen Xue interrupted the laughter and banter, saying sternly, "This kid finally couldn't take it anymore and made his move. Things might get worse!"

"My son is smarter than me, he should be fine, right? Didn't they say to act when the time is right?" Xiao Sheng asked.

"Idiot! I've been with you for over twenty years, and you're still so stupid! With our son's current strength, how can he possibly defeat them!" Shen Xue rolled her eyes at him.

"Back then, it was you who suggested we fake our deaths, saying it was to toughen up our son's will, to make him stand on his own, to see if he could eradicate this cancerous tumor, Longji! Now that he's made his move, why are you unhappy again?" Xiao Sheng asked again. Women, ah, they're truly enchanting, changing their minds constantly.

"Yes, thinking back to that time I went to the hospital to steal corpses is terrifying. They were all foreigners. I searched over sixty hospitals across four continents before finally finding seven Chinese corpses—one man and six women..." Bao Ling recalled.

"Oh my god, stop talking! You're giving me goosebumps!" Lin Xinlan exclaimed.

The group burst into laughter and banter again.

"Can't you guys be serious? You've been parents for over twenty years, and you're all acting like children!" Shen Xue was exasperated by these good-for-nothings.

"Ahem, um, be serious, you hear me!" The young man coughed lightly, trying to appear dignified, but his expression was utterly comical, lacking any semblance of seriousness. The women burst into laughter again!

"If you keep this up, I'm going to get angry!" Shen Xue said sternly! Sure enough, her words silenced the entire room! Shen Xue was very angry, and the consequences would be severe. "I'm worried about my son, and you're still laughing? What kind of people are you?!"

"I'm sorry! Sister Xue, I think our son did quite well this time! He's much more mature than before! You can't be merciful to your enemies!" Chen Xinmei said.

"Sigh, our son is capable, but the nine sons of the Long family are no pushovers, especially Long Ma, that cunning and ruthless man, even I am no match for him. Once they retaliate, our son will definitely suffer a great loss!" Shen Xue shuddered involuntarily as she thought of the insidious and vicious Long Ma.

"Sigh, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been young and impulsive back then, our son wouldn't have suffered like this!" Xiao Sheng sighed, his face showing pain.

"Don't bring it up again! You wouldn't have a son if you hadn't acted impulsively!" Lin Xinlan comforted him considerately.

"Husband, I think we should go back to Guangcheng quickly, I feel very uneasy!" Bao Ling said.

"Ling'er, what's wrong? You wouldn't be..." The women asked in unison.

"Yes, I have a very bad feeling!" Bao Ling was helpless, but could only tell the truth. Over the years, her premonitions had been very accurate; whenever something bad was about to happen, she would feel uneasy. Like last time when Xiao Chong was ambushed by Long Dong, it was because of Bao Ling's premonition that they arrived at the scene so quickly, but ultimately they were still a step too late. Then there was the Hero Assault Competition; luckily, they arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable. But what about this time? (

Chapter Sixteen: The Prelude to Death)

After handing the script to Xiao Pang, Xiao Chong instructed him to be careful and cautious, not to rigidly adhere to the script, to be adaptable, and to report situations promptly… and so on, before letting Xiao Pang go!

What was he doing? Of course, he was going to fool around with Yun Xiu!

Yun Xiu—a captivating, uniformed nurse. She and Xiao Chong stayed in the presidential suite for a week, and during that week, besides eating, drinking, and using the restroom, they did nothing but sex. Both were experts in their craft, constantly coming up with new and exciting ideas.

After Xiao Chong left Shenzhen and returned to Guangzhou, his reputation soared again because of the surgery. Invitations poured into Longxin Hospital—to give speeches, to attend meetings, to perform surgeries, and so on. Xiao Chong didn't even glance at them. Any envelopes with generic handwriting were swept into the trash. It wasn't that Xiao Chong was arrogant; he simply didn't want to waste his precious time. He was already overwhelmed with patients at Longxin; he didn't have time for idle chatter.

The number of patients increased, though far from the peak of the typhoid outbreak, it was enough to keep Xiao Chong busy. They all specifically requested treatment from the arrogant miracle doctor, some from the city proper, some from the suburbs, some from rural towns, and some even traveling long distances from Shenzhen—a mere hour's drive.

The speed of media coverage was terrifying, far more terrifying than typhoid fever itself. Xiao Chong's successful surgery spread like wildfire to neighboring cities and towns, causing a sudden surge in outpatients at Longxin Hospital. Xiao Chong's clinic was overflowing with patients, often surrounded like a rapist being hunted by the masses, the sheer volume of chatter filling the air. His saliva alone was enough to wash his hair.

Xiao Chong was panting like a dog, exhausted. He had to get up around six o'clock every morning; he couldn't skip it, or the patients would bombard his phone with calls. He didn't know how they were so resourceful, able to find out even after he changed his phone number several times. Ignoring him, turning off his phone, or giving him the cold shoulder was useless, because if he dared to do that, his imposing cousin, Zhang Sanfeng, would come and bang on his door on behalf of the suffering patients waiting for their appointments. Xiao Chong's security door had already been replaced three times, cracked by Zhang Sanfeng's brutal blows!

The excessive workload gradually took its toll on Xiao Chong, forcing him to find a way to get other doctors, who were just leisurely watching, to share his workload.

"I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed lately, could you guys help me out?" Xiao Chong mentioned at a routine meeting.

"Boss, what do you mean? If it's a patient, I'm helpless. But if it's a woman, I'm willing to help. I'll go into the bedroom, onto the bed, on the sofa—I wouldn't be a hero if I didn't flinch!" Wu Yueyang said with an extremely lewd expression.

"Pah!" His words immediately drew countless glares and scornful shouts.

"Boss, it's not that we don't want to help you, but the problem is we're not famous doctors. Only you and Brother Sanfeng are!" Park Ji-myung, skilled in traditional Chinese medicine, said earnestly. "

Boss, we really want to serve the people, to dedicate ourselves to the cause until our dying breath, but we're not worth much, and the patients don't want us!" Guo Shuihan, a practitioner of integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine, complained bitterly.

"Boss, if you're hoping we can help you, you'll have to come up with a way to get us promoted!" Cheng Jijin said.

Xiao Chong thought about what they said and felt it made a lot of sense, so he said, "Can you guys stop calling me boss? It's so awkward! But you're right, it seems I'll have to find a way to brag a bit to you guys!"

"Bragging? I'm good at that!" Shen Yue immediately jumped up when she heard this. This little girl was a typical troublemaker. "Hey, hey, hey, everyone, don't miss out! Stop, take a look! I'm a genuine renowned doctor! I guarantee you'll walk in and leave lying down...wait, wait, I misread that...I guarantee you'll be carried in and walk out! My 'Mighty Pill' is definitely better than Ant Power God, and my 'Dog Skin Plaster' is even better than Yunnan Baiyao! My miraculous healing hands aren't just empty words. A renowned doctor's touch is enough to tell you if they're good or not. Any difficult or complicated ailments, just come to me..."

Seeing Shen Yue's hawking and praising manner, like a traveling quack doctor, with her nonsensical and endlessly comical words, everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Alright, little sister, stop fooling around!" Zhang Sanfeng couldn't stand it anymore and stopped Shen Yue's endless boasting.

Shen Yue simply made a face, stuck out her tongue, and sat down with a smile.

"Hey, you know what, after what you just said, I've come up with a way for everyone to instantly become a renowned doctor!" Xiao Chong said, suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration.

"What way? Tell us quickly!" everyone asked in unison.

"To become a renowned doctor, you must possess three qualities!" Xiao Chong said, holding up three fingers.

"What qualities? Stop keeping us in suspense, tell us quickly!" everyone's appetite was piqued.

"First and foremost, you have to be good at hyping things up. No matter the illness, no matter if it's curable or not, you have to exaggerate its effectiveness. You need to make the patient feel that the doctor is extremely confident in treating the illness, yet leave no room for doubt; if it doesn't work, it's due to other reasons. The patient knows they came to me, which means they are wise, brave, and have a good eye for medicine. So this is the most important thing. You just need to hype the patients up to the consultation room; if you can't cure them, just push them to me, that's it.

Secondly, you have to be patient: you're not famous doctors yet, and you'll have to endure this before you become big names. Back in my day, this divine doctor… (omitting thousands of words) was practically like a grandson! When seeing patients, you must be gentle, respectful, and polite. If a patient is unhappy and spits at you, just wipe it off with your sleeve. Never take it personally; be kind, approachable, and gentle, and you must also have…" You need to project a high-class image. You must have good poise and demeanor, and walk and act slowly. Being rushed and hurried shows immaturity and will never make you a renowned doctor. Being polite on the surface but ruthless behind the scenes—that's the style of a renowned doctor. But even this ruthlessness requires discretion. My principle is to only rip off those who are greasy-faced and pot-bellied, never those who are pale, thin, and bony.

Thirdly, there's the matter of self-promotion: With such a huge volume of patients now, there's no time for leisurely self-promotion. For patients, besides my brother and me, there are so many doctors, and if they don't recognize any of them, how are they supposed to know which doctor is good? This is where self-promotion comes in. The hospital's various information windows must give you a place. For example, the specialist outpatient section—if your photo is there, it's like an original online work being featured on a website. Regardless of the quality, as long as the patient sees: "Specialist So-and-so, title—, specializes in—," they'll know, "Okay, that's the one."

“Blow? Endure? Raise?” Zhang Zhijie stared wide-eyed at Xiao Chong.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Chong asked, puzzled.

“These three methods sound a bit like sex, don’t they?” Wu Yueyang said what Zhang Zhijie dared not say.

“…” Sweat beaded on Xiao Chong’s forehead; these guys had such vivid imaginations.

“You mean we should set up an expert clinic section?” Zhang Sanfeng asked.

“Yes, we not only need to set up an expert clinic section in a prominent location in the hospital, but also build a website to connect with international standards, make Longxin a brand, set up a mailbox for asking questions and getting answers, and open several dedicated lines to be one of the designated medical institutions. These are all things we should do.”

“I think this method is feasible. Regardless of the website’s effectiveness, the information window section will definitely be useful!” Zhang Fenfang said.

“Then let’s do it!” Xiao Chong said.

“Do it?” Everyone asked in surprise.

“…”

With more patients, strange and difficult diseases also came in.

Genital malformations—double uterus and double vagina, male breasts and female transformation, and a ten-year-old girl with a big belly.

A ten-year-old girl with a big belly? Isn't this illness a bit exaggerated? Let's take a look at this illness then.

Xiao Chong went to work as usual that day. After the patients were triaged, his work was obviously much easier. He sat down in the big executive chair in the consultation room, exuding an air of command.

His two nurses, Xiao Chun and Xiao Jie, accompanied him. He only needed to speak, and the two girls would flutter around him like butterflies.

"Xiao Chun, take this uncle to the alcohol rub!" "Xiao Jie, take this aunt to get an ECG!" "Xiao Chun, take this old man to the inpatient department." "Xiao Jie, get me a glass of water!" "Xiao Chun..."

Watching the two beautiful girls twirl around him was incredibly pleasing to the eye and soothing.

After finally finishing seeing the patients, the two women sat across from his desk, their faces flushed and panting, secretly regretting following this unscrupulous doctor who treated them like machines. Even robots need battery changes, but they were basically spinning like tops from the start of their shift until they were dizzy.

"Screech!" A Mercedes pulled up outside. The two women looked up and thought, "Oh well, we've only rested for two minutes, and another patient is already showing up."

As soon as the car door opened, a young woman stepped out. She wore a high-quality black off-the-shoulder blouse with a knitted open collar and grey-white jeans, which perfectly accentuated her fair skin and shapely figure. Upon closer inspection, she was even more striking; her delicate features resembled a Taiwanese celebrity, though she couldn't quite place her. Her ample breasts were clearly visible beneath the elegant blouse, their shape almost perfectly round like fried eggs. Her bare shoulders were white, almost slick with whiteness, making it difficult to look directly at her. Then, she helped a heavily pregnant girl who looked only ten years old out of the car.

Heavyly pregnant? Ten years old? How could it be so disproportionate? The gossipy women on the street began to murmur.

"Oh, look, look! That little girl has such a big belly, what a tragedy!" said Woman

A. "Pregnant? So young? Who could be so heartless as to have such a child?" said Woman B.

"No girl this young should be pregnant," said Woman C.

"You know nothing! Girls these days mature early. It's perfectly normal for them to start menstruating at eight or nine!" said Woman Ding.

"Tch, you're making a fuss over nothing. Let me tell you, my great-grandfather married a child bride back then, and I heard she gave birth to my grandfather's father when she was only eight," said Woman Wu. As soon as

she finished speaking, a large group of people collapsed. Some were foaming at the mouth, some were convulsing, and some were bleeding from all seven orifices. Eight years old? Had their genitals even developed? Could they have had more children after giving birth to her grandfather's father?

Looking at the large group of people lying haphazardly, Woman Wu felt a sense of accomplishment. She thought to herself: "God, I'm really starting to admire myself more and more."

Some say a woman's tongue is sharper than a guillotine; the ancients were right!

The young woman got off the bus with the little girl, glared fiercely at the group of gossiping women, and headed straight for Xiao Chong's clinic.

It was almost closing time, and Zhang Sanfeng and the others' clinics were empty of patients. Seeing this strange patient, they all crowded into Xiao Chong's clinic to see what was going on.

A young

woman, carrying a little girl, got out of the car, glared fiercely at the gossiping women, and headed straight for Xiao Chong's clinic.

It was almost closing time, and Zhang Sanfeng and the others' clinics were empty of patients. Seeing this strange patient, they all crowded into Xiao Chong's clinic to see what was going on.

"Doctor, please save my sister!" the young girl cried anxiously, leading the little girl to Xiao Chong.

"How did she get sick? How long has it been? Tell me!" Xiao Chong carefully examined the little girl. She had a sallow complexion, dull eyes, a pained expression, and a thin, malnourished physique, yet she was heavily pregnant. Xiao Chong, of course, wasn't ignorant enough to assume she was pregnant; his professional intuition told him that this woman must have some kind of strange illness.

“I don’t quite remember the exact time, but her belly has been big for about ten months!” the young woman said.

Ten months? That means she must be about to give birth! Zhang Zhijie and Wu Yueyang thought the same thing at the same time. But everyone remained silent, not daring to express their opinions.

“What’s wrong with her?” Xiao Chong asked again.

“Diarrhea, abdominal pain, loss of appetite, insomnia, and she often complains of headaches, weakness, and sore limbs.” The young woman had clearly taken the girl to countless hospitals, big and small, and her description of the symptoms was extremely professional.

“Then let me examine her!” Xiao Chong said, gesturing for the little girl to lie down on the examination bed and taking out his stethoscope to examine her. After about ten minutes, he stopped, looking completely bewildered. He glanced up and saw Zhang Sanfeng and the others were also there, so he said, “Brother, you guys come and take a look too, this patient is very strange!”

Zhang Sanfeng didn’t say anything, took two steps forward and began examining the patient. The other doctors followed suit, but ultimately no conclusion was reached.

“May I ask what this lady’s name is?” Seeing that everyone hadn’t reached a conclusion, Xiao Chong assumed there was a disagreement, so he decided to send the woman away to discuss it with the others.

“Lu Xiaoxin, the ‘Xin’ of ‘prosperous’!” Lu Xiaoxin said.

Wu Yueyang scratched his head upon hearing this and spoke first: “I know what an orangutan is, but this looks like a marmoset? That’s a bit confusing!”

Xiao Chong rolled his eyes at him and said to Lu Xiaoxin, “Miss Lu, would you like to take your sister for some auxiliary examinations first?”

“Auxiliary examinations? We’ve already done them. X-rays, ultrasounds, CT scans, MRI, blood tests, and full biochemistry tests. We did them at the Provincial People’s Hospital the day before yesterday, and at the Provincial Affiliated Hospital yesterday.” Lu Xiaoxin was clearly prepared, and after speaking, she pulled out a thick stack of test reports.

Xiao Chong took the reports and looked at them carefully. After reading them, he handed them to Zhang Sanfeng and the others. “Miss Lu, your sister’s condition is a bit strange. We need to have a consultation. Would you please take your sister and wait outside for a moment?”

“Okay!” Lu Xiaoxin led the little girl out of the office. When no one could see her face, a smile appeared on her face—a mysterious and eerie smile.

As soon as they walked out, the office erupted in commotion.

"What kind of disease is this? It's so strange!" Guo Shuihan was the first to raise the question.

"What's so strange about it? The ultrasound results from the Provincial People's Hospital and the Provincial Affiliated Hospital clearly tell us that it's a space-occupying lesion in the liver, ascites caused by cirrhosis!" Zhang Zhijie expressed his opinion.

"No, impossible! Although the ultrasound results from these two authoritative hospitals came out a day apart, the location is vastly different!" Zhang Sanfeng said, pulling out the two ultrasound reports. "Look, the Provincial People's Hospital says the space-occupying lesion is in the upper left part of the liver, while the Affiliated Hospital says it's in the lower right part! This is illogical; such a big change within a day!"

"Could it be that these two top-notch hospitals made a mistake, and the doctors in the ultrasound rooms performed the examination with their eyes closed?" Wu Yueyang offered his opinion.

"Could it be liver metastasis?" Park Ji-myung said.

"We can't even be sure if it's liver disease, how could it be liver metastasis!" Cheng Jijin said.

“Based on the clinical symptoms, the patient’s mental state, and nutritional status, this illness is very serious. Her test results show signs of liver cancer, but her mental symptoms don’t seem to match. If it were liver cancer, judging from the test results and the ascites, it should be in the late stage. But late-stage patients are usually in unbearable pain and bedridden. But that little girl just now, did you see her? Although her spirits are a bit low, her basic physical condition is still good.” Shen Yue unusually expressed her opinion.

Everyone was used to this, but Xiao Chong was surprised. This younger sister didn’t act like her usual crazy self. “

Then what illness does my sister think she has?” “I haven’t made a diagnosis yet, but I think these test results are not conclusive. We must have another test!” Shen Yue said.

“Yes, my sister is right! Xiao Jie, write out the application form and have them redo these projects!” As soon as Xiao Chong finished speaking, Zhang Zhijie didn’t refuse and immediately went out to lead them to the office next door. Even Wu Yueyang ran over to help.

“Why are these two suddenly so diligent?” Zhang Sanfeng looked at the two strangely. They usually wouldn’t bother with such trivial tasks.

“Maybe they’ve matured.” Cheng Jijin said.

“That little girl is so pitiful, anyone would feel sorry for her! Let alone passionate young people like them!” Guo Shuihan said.

Xiao Chong didn’t dare to express his opinion, afraid of making a fool of himself. It wasn’t that he was afraid of himself, but he was afraid of Zhang and Wu. Based on his understanding of the two, they weren’t being so enthusiastic because the little girl was pitiful, but because the older girl was so beautiful that they were acting so overzealously.

"I think everyone should go home first. The test results will probably take two or three hours to come out, and we have to go to surgery after dinner!" As soon as Xiao Chong finished speaking, everyone scattered and ran to the small canteen, because the chef there was a head chef poached from a restaurant in Mong Kok.

In the afternoon, after a varicose vein stripping surgery, Xiao Chong returned to his office.

The stunningly beautiful girl walked into the office again with her younger sister, holding a thick stack of test reports.

"Please sit down!" Xiao Chong's attention was entirely on the little girl, and he didn't pay much attention to her older sister. At this moment, he had no mood to think about anything other than the patient, because this case was very tricky, making him feel like he was pulling a turtle with a tiger, not knowing where to start.

He took the test report and looked at it carefully. What he saw shocked him, because the ultrasound showed that the intrahepatic space-occupying lesion had metastasized to the upper middle part of the liver.

Shen Yue, who was working the night shift, also walked into the office at this time. Xiao Chong handed her the ultrasound report without saying a word.

"This, this is so strange! Does this lesion have grown legs and can walk? It goes up and down!" Shen Yue exclaimed in astonishment as she looked at the report.

Her words sparked a flash of inspiration in Xiao Chong's mind, but it was too quick to grasp. "This is unbelievable! In nearly twenty years of medical practice, I've never seen a case like this!"

Lu Xiaoxin's eyes flashed with disdain upon hearing this, thinking to herself: You're just bragging. Twenty years of medical experience at your age? That's ridiculous!

"Brother, is it really that exaggerated, twenty years?" Shen Yue asked.

"Sigh, sister, you don't know, your uncle and aunts basically didn't treat me like a human being. They forced me to learn medicine when I was three, and by seven I was already seeing patients…! So, isn't that about twenty years now?" Xiao Chong said.

"Oh, that makes sense!" Shen Yue said suddenly, realizing she had forgotten about that. "

Miss Lu, besides the symptoms you described this morning, does your sister have any other discomfort?" Xiao Chong snapped out of his daze, realizing he must have overlooked something, otherwise he wouldn't have missed the diagnosis. "

There's basically nothing else... Oh, right, last night when I passed by her room, I thought I heard her grinding her teeth. Could that be a symptom?" Lü Xiaoxin asked.

"Teeth grinding? Parasites?" Xiao Chong and Shen Yue exclaimed simultaneously. There are many causes of teeth grinding, including parasites, liver disease, and calcium deficiency. The patient's current symptoms strongly resembled liver disease, with shifting lesions confined to the liver area. If it wasn't liver disease, it was highly likely a parasitic infection.

"Ms. Lü, does she have any mental symptoms at night? Like nightmares, shouting, or anything like that?" With the cause becoming clearer, Xiao Chong asked specifically.

"I don't know... no!" Lü Xiaoxin looked confused for the first time at Xiao Chong's question, but quickly recovered and firmly shook her head.

"Brother, do you suspect she has amoebic worms?" "Shen Yue asked. Lü Xiaoxin's behavior was a bit strange. Since she was her sister, they should have been together for ten years, but why didn't she know anything about her sister's condition? She only heard her grinding her teeth last night, which was illogical. If it were a parasite, she would have been grinding her teeth for a long time! But now is not the time to investigate that; finding the cause is the key.

"Well, we can basically confirm it's a parasite now, but we can't be sure if it's an amoeba. Amoebas have a long incubation period, up to ten years, but this girl is only ten years old. She couldn't have been infected with this disease at birth. But no matter what kind of parasite it is, the most important thing right now is to treat the parasite," Xiao Chong said.

"Use Deworming Pills? Or Triangle Pills?" Shen Yue asked.

"No, this kind of parasite is so toxic and causes such serious harm that ordinary deworming medicine probably won't be effective, and antibiotics won't work either. The only way is to use traditional Chinese medicine!" Xiao Chong said.

"I don't know much about traditional Chinese medicine. Let's find Park Ji-myung and ask him!" "Shen Yue said.

"No need, I have a folk remedy for expelling the parasites, guaranteed to work immediately!" Xiao Chong said with a mysterious smile.

"What folk remedy? Tell me quickly!" Shen Yue asked anxiously.

Xiao Chong approached Shen Yue and whispered a few words in her ear. After he finished speaking, a blush rose on Shen Yue's face. "Brother, will this really work?"

"Of course it will work. This kind of highly toxic parasite must be treated with poison!" Xiao Chong nodded seriously, then turned to Lü Xiaoxin and said, "Miss Lü, we have found the cause of your sister's illness. I can guarantee that within three months at most, we will definitely be able to give you a healthy sister!"

"Really? Doctor!" Lü Xiaoxin excitedly grabbed Xiao Chong's hand and said.

Only at this moment did Xiao Chong realize how beautiful this woman was. Her seductive eyes contained a thousand kinds of charm, and he was a little stunned. Lü Xiaoxin also seemed to be immersed in emotion, looking at Xiao Chong with bright eyes.

"You two!" "Shen Yue muttered a curse under her breath. Everything seemed perfectly normal; the beautiful woman's family was incredibly grateful, and the lecherous doctor couldn't resist being tempted. But she vaguely sensed something was amiss, so she coughed twice to separate the hands of the man and woman who seemed oblivious to what they were doing.

"Miss Lü, your sister probably needs to stay in the hospital. What's your opinion?" Xiao Chong asked. Hospitalization wasn't mandatory; it required the family's consent.

"Whatever the doctor says is fine. I'll leave it to the doctor!" Lü Xiaoxin said.

"Xiao Chun, take this young lady to complete the hospitalization procedures and arrange a bed for this little sister while you're at it!" "Xiao Chong said.

Nurse Xiao Chun agreed and led Lü Xiaoxin and her sister out.

Xiao Chong watched Lü Xiaoxin's back, admiring her full, rounded buttocks and swaying beauty, and couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.

He had never imagined that a woman could walk so gracefully. Her slender waist swayed, the exaggerated curve between her slender waist and shapely buttocks was perfect and smooth, and the high-quality knitted black shirt with a small collar accentuated her deep cleavage, exuding a sense of boundless spring beauty.

If she were a little shorter, she could be called voluptuous; if she were a little taller, she could be called slender, but at her current height, her exquisite curves suddenly became perfect. Just like a freshly cooked..." Fresh abalone—it would make any man's mouth water!

Xiao Chong had seen models walk the runway before; most of them mechanically twisted their waists and swayed their hips. After seeing it so many times, it was all the same. Compared to the radiant, seductive woman before him, those skinny models were at best a distorted kind of beauty, not even worthy of being called sexy.

Alluring—besides that word, he couldn't think of any other word to describe this woman.

Most remarkably, her face held an expression that was both icy and utterly seductive, capable of making any man stare involuntarily.

Lü Xiaoxin—a name that evoked endless fantasies, a woman of extreme sexiness, and yet, ridiculously, Wu Yueyang had misheard it as "gorilla"—what a spoilsport!

“Brother, brother, brother…”

“Oh, oh!” Shen Yue called out several times before Xiao Chong finally snapped out of his daze, quickly wiping the saliva from his mouth and replying.

“She’s already gone, what are you still looking at!” Shen Yue said.

“Uh—” Xiao Chong said somewhat embarrassedly.

“Brother, I think this woman seems a bit abnormal!”

“Abnormal? No way! I’m going to check on that post-operative patient!” Xiao Chong replied absentmindedly, his mind already captivated by the voluptuous and alluring Lü Xiaoxin. He couldn’t possibly listen to his sister’s words, and walked towards the inpatient department.

“Brother, brother, listen to me—” Before Shen Yue could finish speaking, Xiao Chong had already left and disappeared in an instant, making Shen Yue stomp her feet in frustration.

It was almost time to get off work, and Xiao Chong finished writing the last case and planned to go find He Yu. He hadn’t seen her for over a week and really missed this woman who appeared so proper on the surface but was incredibly seductive in bed.

“Doctor!” A woman knocked on the door and entered; it was the little girl’s older sister, Lü Xiaoxin.

"Miss Lü, hello, is there anything I can help you with?" Xiao Chong asked.

"My sister has checked in, and I wanted to ask when her treatment will begin?" Lü Xiaoxin asked.

"Tomorrow. Let's finish all the tests today, and we'll start draining the ascites tomorrow. But she has so much ascites, so it will probably take several visits. Medication will only begin after that. I've already written up the treatment plan and made arrangements, so please don't worry!" Xiao Chong said.

"Oh, thank you so much, doctor! She's been to countless hospitals, big and small, but they've never been able to find the cause or treat the root cause. This time, we've finally found a renowned doctor! Doctor, it's almost time to close, so how about I treat you to dinner?" Lü Xiaoxin said.

"But your sister..."

"I've already arranged for a special nurse to take care of her, and she'll be back after dinner!" Lü Xiaoxin said.

"Okay!" Xiao Chong readily agreed. He'd have a good meal with the beauty before going to find He Yu; that would give him the energy.

However, Xiao Chong never expected that just one meal would lead him down

a path of no return. Chapter 18: It's All Too Late.

The two drove to the New World Hotel, a restaurant second only to Mong Kok. Xiao Chong had suggested going to Mong Kok, saying that eating there had become a habit. Lü Xiaoxin, however, said that even dragon meat gets boring if eaten every day, so why not try something different? Xiao Chong thought it made sense, so he happily agreed.

Entering the private room of the New World Hotel, the luxurious decor was even better than Mong Kok's, with soft and pleasant music playing, making one feel lazy and sleepy. However, the business wasn't as good as Mong Kok's, indicating that customers valued the taste, not just the appearance.

The food and drinks were quickly served.

Just as the waiter was about to open the wine and pour it, Lü Xiaoxin said, "We don't need you here. Please don't disturb us unless we ask."

Xiao Chong laughed at this; this woman was really sensible.

Lü Xiaoxin picked up the bottle of red wine and poured it for Xiao Chong. As she bent over, her open-necked blouse revealed a glimpse of her breasts, which smelled intoxicatingly sweet against her rose-colored bra. The deep cleavage accentuated her alluring size, and the blouse revealed a breathtaking view.

"Doctor, here, let me toast you. Thank you for finding the cause of my sister's illness. I hope you can cure her soon!" Lü Xiaoxin said, raising her glass to Xiao Chong.

Looking at her, Xiao Chong suddenly felt an indescribable urge, an urge that made any man want to pin her down on a table or bed from behind, roughly tear off all the fabric covering her buttocks, and roughly squeeze her smooth, tender flesh, enter her, and ravage her.

Xiao Chong had always believed that women were meant to be loved, not played with. Although it was somewhat hypocritical, it was still a normal human thought. However, upon seeing this seductive woman before him, he suddenly felt that she was the kind of woman who made him want to play with her, abuse her, and even watch her moan and cry out in pleasure.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's just my duty. You can call me Xiao Chong, and I'll call you Xiao Xin, okay?" Xiao Chong was starting to get a little drunk. It wasn't the wine that made him drunk, but the feeling itself. With such a stunning beauty by his side, how could he not be drunk?

"Xiao Chong, hehe, I like impulsive men. Come on, let's toast!" Lü Xiaoxin revealed a charming smile, her shallow dimples, neat pearly teeth, and revealing allure making Xiao Chong feel dizzy.

The night grew deeper, the wine grew stronger, and their feelings slowly intensified.

Xiao Chong's gaze was gradually drawn to Lü Xiaoxin, especially to the shimmering pearl necklace hanging on her snow-white chest. Under the light, it accentuated her breasts. Xiao Chong couldn't tell whether it was the necklace that was alluring or her breasts that were captivating; in any case, his gaze began to wander.

"Is my necklace beautiful?" Lü Xiaoxin's voice was like a gentle spring breeze, lightly brushing against Xiao Chong's eardrums.

"..." Xiao Chong was speechless. Her voice was so soothing, like basking in the warm winter sun.

"Am I beautiful?" Lü Xiaoxin chuckled softly, her pearl necklace swaying gently, a rhythmic, slow dance.

"..." Xiao Chong's mind began to wander.

"Are you feeling comfortable now?" "

Your whole body feels comfortable?"

"I want to sleep— " "

I want to sleep—" "I want to sleep— " "Sleep peacefully!"

" I will stay by your side." "Always with you." "Always—" "Forever, forever—" "..." Shen Yue vaguely sensed something was off about the sisters, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She wanted to find Xiao Chong and tell him how she felt, but he was nowhere to be found. She wandered around Longxin without seeing him, and eventually came to the inpatient department. Seeing the little girl's room, she went in almost unconsciously. The girl seemed much better after taking the medication. She just lay quietly in bed, her lifeless eyes seemingly filled with sadness. Her sister, however, was nowhere to be seen! "Lü Xiaoying, how are you feeling?" Shen Yue wasn't sure if she could speak yet, but she tried asking. "Hello, doctor! I feel much better, but my stomach is still bloated and uncomfortable!" Lü Xiaoying could speak now, and her answers were clear and logical, showing she had good upbringing. "Tomorrow, I'll help you drain the fluid from your stomach, and then you won't feel so uncomfortable!" Shen Yue comforted her, explaining that even after draining the fluid, the underlying cause wasn't removed, and she would still feel uncomfortable. "Thank you, sister!" Lü Xiaoying said politely. "Have you had dinner yet?" "Not yet!" "Where's your sister?" " I don't know where she went!" "What would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you!" "I want porridge!" "Okay!" Shen Yue was about to leave when she thought for a moment and then asked the nurse to buy some, because she still had something to ask. "Xiaoying, your sister isn't your biological sister, is she?" Shen Yue asked a question she shouldn't have, but it was a question that had been bothering her all day. "No! I don't even know that woman's name!" "Huh? Really? How could that be? Then why did she bring you to see a doctor?"

"My sister is a kind person. I got this disease, and my parents didn't have the money to treat it. They...they just abandoned me on the Martyrs' Bridge and left me there!" Lü Xiaoying said, then started crying sadly.

"Xiaoying, don't cry, but it seems there's no Martyrs' Bridge here in Guangcheng!"

"It's not Guangcheng, it's Guancheng! My sister brought me from Guancheng. She's so good to me. She bathes me, buys me clothes, and takes me to the hospital. She's like my own sister!"

"Oh." Shen Yue nodded thoughtfully.

"Doctor, please don't tell my sister what I told you, okay?"

"Why?"

"Because my sister told me not to tell anyone. She told me to tell others we're sisters, but the teacher said in class that children who lie are unwanted. I'm afraid to lie anymore. I know my parents might not want me because I lied! Waaah!"

"Xiao Ying, don't cry, Xiao Ying is a good girl!" Shen Yue comforted Xiao Ying with heartache. This was a poor child.

Just then, a nurse rushed in and said, "Dr. Shen, Dr. Shen, a man and six women have come. They say they want to see Dr. Xiao Chong!"

"Tell them to come tomorrow. Dr. Xiao Chong isn't on duty tonight!"

"I told them, but they said they have an urgent matter to discuss with him!"

"Oh, then take me to see him! Xiao Ying, be good. The nurse will bring you porridge soon. Be good and don't cry!" Shen Yue said.

"Okay!" Lü Xiao Ying said obediently.

Shen Yue followed the nurse out of the inpatient department and into the consultation room. Upon entering, she saw a distinguished-looking man and six women. They were none other than Xiao Chong's parents, who had rushed from Shenzhen.

"Hello, are you here for a checkup? Dr. Ouyang doesn't start work until tomorrow. If you don't mind, I can take a look at you!" Shen Yue said gently.

"Hey, Sister Xue, this little girl looks a bit like you," Lin Xinlan said.

"Yes, she does!" Xian Yanchang agreed.

This sparked a flurry of comments. The women surrounded her, touching her face and patting her shoulder…

Shen Yue was being teased, but looking at their kind faces, she couldn't retaliate. Her face flushed red, and her usually sharp tongue was rendered speechless. In truth, it wasn't her place to speak. "

Alright, stop arguing! Little girl, let me ask you, what's your relationship with Shenyang?" Shen Xue stepped forward and pulled the women apart.

"He, he's my dad. Who are you?" Shen Yue looked at the woman, feeling a sense of familiarity and closeness, yet she clearly didn't know her. It was strange.

"Hehe, so you're my niece! No wonder! Come on, little girl, call me Auntie! I'm your auntie, and I'm your dad's sister!" Shen Xue said with a smile.

"Really?" Shen Yue had often heard her father mention this auntie, but unfortunately, she had never had the chance to meet her! Of course, Shenyang wouldn't tell his children about their ordeal. "Absolutely!"

Shen Xue smiled and opened her arms to her.

"Auntie!" Shen Yue wasn't shy at all and immediately threw herself into her arms. The two aunt and niece hugged each other for the first time.

"Little girl, where's your brother Xiao Chong?" Xiao Sheng hadn't seen Xiao Chong and was a little anxious. He asked before they separated.

"I don't know! He was just here before I left work, and now he's off gallivanting somewhere again!" Shen Yue blurted out.

"Does he go out gallivanting often?" Shen Xue was immediately annoyed by this.

Shen Yue knew her aunt was angry and quickly replied, "Not often, just once in a while!"

"Hey, little girl, where does he usually go gallivanting, who does he go gallivanting with, what does the girl look like, is she pretty? Is she as pretty as you?" These questions flooded Shen Yue's ears from the other women. Oh my god

, help! Shen Yue screamed inwardly as she looked at these women. "Aunties, I'll call my brother, I'll ask him to come back!" At this moment, she began to feel sorry for her little Chong brother. How could he stand having so many mothers like this?

After a while, Shen Yue reluctantly put down the phone.

"How did it go?" Shen Xue asked.

"The call went through, but no one answered!" Shen Yue said with a bitter face.

"Give us the number, everyone take turns calling!" Xiao Sheng said, taking out his phone, and the other women also took out their phones.

Shen Yue gave out the phone number while praying for Xiao Chong, "Brother, please answer the phone soon, or you'll definitely get a beating when you get back!"

Everyone took turns calling for nearly an hour, but no one answered. A heavy sense of gloom settled over them.

"Oh no, something must have happened! We were definitely too late!" Shen Xue cried out, her face pale.

"Auntie, no, Xiao Chong was just here. Maybe he went out and forgot his phone, or maybe he couldn't answer!" Shen Yue also had a bad feeling, but still tried to comfort her aunt, while also trying to comfort herself…

"Flood!" Xiao Chong was asleep when a torrential downpour suddenly blew over him. He woke up instantly to find himself in a small house, sitting in a chair, his entire body bound by steel chains, unable to move. He thought it was Lü Xiaoxin trying to give him SM!

Just as he was about to rejoice, he found nine people standing before him: an old man, eight young men and women, and looking at them one by one, he saw Lü Xiaoxin, some he didn't recognize, and one of them—Long Dong, an enemy he could never forget!

Only then did he realize he had fallen into someone else's trap. Remembering Shen Xue's words, he was filled with regret, wishing he could die. She had said: "Son, never trust an animal that can bleed for a week and still survive!

If you can trust women, pigs can fly! When you grow up, never let women bewitch you. Even in bed, you must always keep a clear head.

" Now, it was all too late!

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