Chapter 82: Youthful Face, Huge...
The sudden thought that popped into her head struck Angie as absurd.
After all, a woman’s virginity was her most precious possession.
It was something to be given to the man she deeply loved, a sacred part of marriage.
And she had only just met the man before her, Chenyang. She knew next to nothing about him, let alone understood him.
Even though he was handsome and exactly her type...
...the idea of just giving herself to him felt far too rash and impulsive.
But other than that, she had no other bargaining chip to offer for the medical fees.
More importantly, right now, only Chenyang could cure her sister.
The pain of the illness had tormented the two of them for over a decade.
She didn’t want to miss this chance to finally get her sister cured.
She was also worried that by the time she raised the money, they would have missed the optimal window for treatment.
After wrestling with her thoughts for a moment, Angie took a deep breath. "I have something that can cover the medical fees. Do you want it now, or after the treatment is finished?"
Chenyang smiled. "Either is fine. Since we live in the same building, I’m not worried about you skipping out on me."
"Then... then let’s wait until after today’s treatment is finished."
"Alright. This way, you can see the results for yourself and won’t have to worry that what you’re giving up isn’t worth it."
Angie gave a faint smile. There were two reasons she’d decided to give herself to Chenyang after the treatment. First, she wasn’t fully mentally prepared. Second, she wanted to see if Chenyang really had what it took to cure her sister. If there wasn’t even a hint of improvement after the first session, there was no way she could go through with it.
Unaware of what was on Angie’s mind, Chenyang stood up, taking out his phone and a charging cable. "Go plug this in for me for a bit. While you’re at it, log in to the fake boyfriend’s account on my phone. And then... you’ll need to go buy a few things for the treatment."
"Okay." Angie nodded slightly. After plugging in the phone and logging into the account, she brought over a pen and paper. "Write down what you need me to buy."
Chenyang thought for a moment, then scribbled down the names of several items on the paper.
After reading it, Angie couldn’t help but furrow her brow. "I can understand the first few Chinese herbs, but the things after that—bread, milk, gardenias, and razor blades... are these also for the treatment?"
"The gardenias and medical-grade razor blades are for the treatment. In fact, their role is even more important than the herbs. You’ll see why later. As for the bread and milk... that’s for me. I didn’t eat lunch, and I’m a little hungry now."
"Oh... that’s my fault. It’s already mealtime; I should have made you something to eat first."
"Don’t worry about it; the treatment is more important. You should hurry and go get these things."
"Okay."
After a slight nod, Angie grabbed her keys and left.
Meanwhile, Chenyang took a packet of silver needles out of his pocket.
These needles were a gift from his grandfather. When he found out he’d be coming here to treat someone, he’d grabbed them along with the charger.
After setting the needles aside, he looked over at Anna.
He took a moment to get into character, running a few scenarios of being her boyfriend through his mind. Only then did he untie the ropes binding Anna and, picking up a silver needle, insert it into several acupoints on her head.
He did this to wake her up and clear her mind.
After all, in her muddled state, it would be difficult to have a normal conversation, let alone pretend to be her boyfriend and act all lovey-dovey.
A few seconds later.
As Chenyang pulled out the needle, Anna’s expression changed rapidly, and the vacant look in her eyes gradually cleared.
"You... Who are you?"
Now lucid, Anna was startled to find a strange man sitting in front of her. She immediately crossed her arms over her chest, her expression wary.
With the dazed look gone from her face, a certain innocent yet alluring quality about her became even more pronounced.
Her eyes were bright and lively, her face adorable.
Her crossed arms pushed up her ample chest, making it look even fuller and more eye-catching.
Seeing this luscious scene, the four words "baby face, bombshell body" immediately popped into Chenyang’s head.
That youthful look of hers was no different from a loli’s.
And her stunning figure was every bit as good as Angie’s, if not better.
Especially those jade peaks—he felt they could rival even Qin Fei’Er’s.
"Hey, I’m talking to you! Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Chenyang reined in his heated gaze and smiled. "This morning, you were clamoring to meet me, calling me honey and asking me to sleep with you today. And now that I’m standing right in front of you, you don’t recognize me?"
"You... You’re ’Emperor Xiaoyao’?"
Emperor Xiaoyao was the screen name Angie had used for the fake boyfriend. She had considered making up a real name, but when she was chatting with Anna, Anna had said they should wait to exchange real names until they met in person. Since it was an online relationship to start with, it was better to use screen names to maintain a bit of mystery.
Anna’s screen name, on the other hand, was "Little Devil with No Bra."
Chenyang nodded. "You said my name right away. Looks like you really like me, Little Devil."
Anna sat up straight with excitement. "Honey, is it really you? Oh my god, am I dreaming?"
"Pinch yourself and you’ll know if you’re dreaming or not."
Hearing this, Anna actually raised a hand and pinched herself. When she felt the sting, her smile grew even brighter. "I’m not dreaming."
"Of course not. I’m..."
"Wait, that’s not right. You’re not Emperor Xiaoyao. My sister already admitted that she made him up to trick me. Who are you? Why are you trying to trick me?"