The Fragrance of My Hot Patients

Chapter 35: Is Qin Fei’Er a Prostitute?

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Hearing Lin Xiaowei’s footsteps fade away outside the door, Qin Fei’Er’s taut nerves finally relaxed.

But to prevent Lin Xiaowei from circling back unexpectedly, or any other accidents from happening, she hurriedly got up and pulled open the closet door. "Xiaochen, after I leave, I’ll find a way to distract Weiwei. You need to hurry back to your room in a bit. Don’t let her notice anything."

"Okay, Aunt Qin."

Chenyang wasn’t fully satisfied yet, but his desire for revenge had been sated.

He nodded with a smile and quickly got dressed.

Qin Fei’Er also changed into a different nightgown.

The previous one had been thoroughly ravaged by Chenyang, leaving it a crumpled mess that was truly unwearable.

However, the new one she pulled out was even more sexy and alluring than the last.

It was purple overall.

But the hem was very short, barely covering her pert, rounded bottom.

Over her full breasts, there was no solid fabric, but rather two large flowers with lace patterns.

At first glance, it seemed to provide decent coverage.

But on closer inspection, one could practically glimpse the full form of her two peaks.

As Qin Fei’Er lifted her leg to put on her underwear, the still-glistening view between her legs was faintly revealed.

This sultry and seductive scene made Chenyang’s blood, which had just calmed down, begin to stir again.

’Oh god... It’s rearing its head again.’

Qin Fei’Er casually glanced up and was startled to see a tall tent pitching up again in Chenyang’s freshly donned pants.

Chenyang had gotten his release just now, but Qin Fei’Er was still left feeling empty and lonely.

Seeing the big guy hidden inside quietly rising to attention, she almost forgot her earlier annoyance with Chenyang. She couldn’t help but raise a hand to grope him a few times through his pants, her eyes filled with desire.

’I wish I could just lift my skirt right now and let Chenyang have his way with me.’

’This time, I’d endure it even if I started bleeding again.’

’But Lin Xiaowei is still right outside the door.’

She sighed silently and whispered, "I’ll find a chance this afternoon. If the afternoon doesn’t work, then tonight, Aunt Qin will definitely make it up to this big treasure of yours."

"You said it, Aunt Qin. You can’t go back on your word."

"Of course."

Seeing Qin Fei’Er’s resolute expression, Chenyang grinned and gave her rounded bottom two pats before moving to the door.

Qin Fei’Er went out first. Under the pretext of looking at "that thing," she pulled Lin Xiaowei to a spot where they couldn’t see the doorway. Then, Chenyang quietly slipped out of her room and returned to his own across the hall.

After that refreshing release, Chenyang was in a great mood.

He lay on his bed and started playing with his phone.

But for some reason, he hadn’t even been playing for two minutes when a powerful wave of drowsiness washed over him.

’That’s not right.’

’Usually, after doing something like this, don’t I feel more energized?’

’Why am I suddenly this sleepy after just a short while today?’

It was only a little after ten in the morning.

Just three or four hours had passed since he woke up.

Chenyang found this strange phenomenon completely baffling.

But he couldn’t fight off the overwhelming sleepiness.

His eyelids felt as if they were being weighed down by mountains; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t keep them open.

An instant later, his eyes uncontrollably shut.

However, although he had fallen asleep, his consciousness suddenly became clearer than it had ever been.

He asked himself, ’What’s going on?’

SWISH!

As he murmured to himself, a blinding light flashed through his sea of consciousness.

The light vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

When it had completely dissipated, a faint imprint was left behind in a certain area of his sea of consciousness.

Chenyang focused his mental energy to look at it. The imprint vaguely resembled a chicken.

A chicken that looked both ordinary and extraordinary.

He couldn’t quite describe the feeling.

It clearly looked no different from a common chicken, yet his consciousness was telling him it was anything but.

The imprint was somewhat blurry.

It was little more than an outline.

And that outline was emitting a faint glow.

’What is going on?’

Chenyang wondered, and as he stared blankly at the chicken, he suddenly recalled a few things his grandfather had said before he came to Yang City.

His grandfather had said that Yang City was his land of fortune.

Only by coming here could he change his wretched fate, which was akin to being a walking disaster.

But the prerequisite for changing his fate was to find twelve women.

These twelve women corresponded to the twelve different signs of the Chinese zodiac.

Every time he had relations with a woman of a corresponding zodiac sign, he would receive some extra benefits.

He had just been with Qin Fei’Er, and now the imprint of a chicken had appeared in his sea of consciousness.

’Could it be that Qin Fei’Er is one of those twelve women?’

’Was she born in the year of the Rooster?’

’And because we didn’t... complete the act, is that why only an outline has appeared?’

When he first heard his grandfather mention all this, Chenyang had thought it was a load of bullshit.

But now, he had to take it seriously.

’If having relations with a woman of the corresponding zodiac sign can really awaken an imprint...’

’...does that mean that once the imprint becomes completely clear, I’ll truly be able to obtain the benefits my grandfather spoke of?’

’What are those benefits?’

’Money?’

’Probably not.’

’Something that exists in my consciousness probably can’t turn into a physical object.’

’In that case, it must be some kind of ability, right?’

Back when his grandfather had told him about this, Chenyang had found it absurd and hadn’t paid it much mind.

However, he’d had an excellent memory since childhood; he could recall the gist of anything he’d heard even once.

Now, carefully recalling the details of his grandfather’s story, he was almost certain that he would indeed gain some kind of ability when an imprint appeared.

According to his grandfather, these abilities would be of great benefit to him.

For example, some could enhance his medical skills.

Some could strengthen his body.

Some could even grant him the ability to see through anything, or turn stone into gold!

Chenyang didn’t know if the abilities were as miraculous and outrageous as his grandfather claimed, but a deep sense of curiosity had already filled his heart. He was desperate to find the answers, and he wanted to see right away just what kind of benefit he would gain from his encounter with Qin Fei’Er!