The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 128 A family heirloom doctor, but a zero-generation heir.

They embraced for the fourth time.

Zhang Muchen was stunned.

Chu Jiuli was also stunned and stood there.

The two were so close again, but this time in full view of everyone.

Chu Jiuli reacted for a few seconds, then withdrew and quickly left with her head down.

Seeing this, Wang Shishi jogged after him.

She ran while muttering, "Oh no, oh no, I've caused trouble!"

Students passing by looked on curiously.

Everything happened quickly, and it ended quickly as well.

Only a few girls who had just passed by witnessed the whole thing.

"Hey, is that Chu Jiuli?"

"Probably. But who is that boy?"

"I don't know him."

"He's quite handsome."

The whispers of her classmates reached Chu Youting's ears, who was standing to the side.

Beneath the red-rimmed glasses, her eyes flickered slightly.

They were standing very close together.

Chu Youting felt a tightness in her chest.

"Ugh, that girl snatched the last egg tart, even though I got it first."

Two girls walked past her, complaining as they went.

"Yes, yes, you were here first."

Their voices easily reached Chu Youting's ears.

It was obviously me who came first.

Chu Youting froze, her eyes slightly dazed.

Her fingers tightened unconsciously, and something seemed to gently stir her heart, causing a strange emotion to well up inside her.

"Youting, let's go eat."

Chu Youting only came to her senses after her classmate called her twice.

She lowered her head and said softly, "You guys go ahead. My stomach isn't feeling well."

After saying that, she turned and walked in the opposite direction. But before she had taken a few steps, a tall figure suddenly blocked her way.

Chu Youting looked up and met Zhang Muchen's gaze. The latter raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Where are you going? Aren't you going to eat?"

Chu Youting was taken aback.

I clearly saw Zhang Muchen walk away just now, so how did he suddenly reappear here?

As if sensing her confusion, Zhang Muchen shrugged and explained, "I saw you walking back and felt something was wrong, so I came over to see what was going on."

Chu Youting gently clenched her fingers together and lowered her eyes: "I...I'm fine."

Looking at her with her head down, Zhang Muchen roughly understood her emotions.

Little Yuzu misunderstood.

"Your sister was pushed by Wang Shishi just now and bumped into my arms," ​​Zhang Muchen explained.

Chu Youting lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Little Yuzu isn't stupid; she'll definitely be able to guess that it was an accident.

But girls are generally delicate, except for Wang Shishi, who's a bit of a jerk.

So at this point, we have to rely on the art of language.

Zhang Muchen leaned down and leaned closer to Chu Youting: "When your sister bumped into me just now, all I could think about was that time we were in the closet."

A classic among classics.

Even though we slept together, you were on my mind while we were doing it.

Chu Youting raised her head, and the tips of her ears blushed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Muchen added fuel to the fire: "Little Youzi, when are we going to crawl into the closet again?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Chu Youting's eyes darted away, and her soft voice trembled slightly.

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow and said shamelessly, "Your sister just took advantage of me, little grapefruit. But I still prefer being taken advantage of by you."

Chu Youting's cheeks flushed bright red, her voice lowered, and her eyes were filled with panic.

"You bad boy, it was you who bullied my sister." She bit her lip and retorted softly.

Bad guy, a bully.

Seeing her reaction, Zhang Muchen knew that Xiaoyouzi's disappointment had been completely diverted, and she had even started to defend her older sister. "Say what you want, I'm hungry, I'll treat you to braised beef noodles," Zhang Muchen said.

Chu Youting was stunned for a moment, and just as she slightly opened her mouth, Zhang Muchen pointed at her like a husky.

"Don't say no."

"Oh"

Chu Youting nodded obediently, her little head bowed.

Ahead, Zhang Muchen turned her back and walked towards the hot water room. She looked at the latter's tall figure and gently bit her lip.

Bad guys just bully people.
703, the secret base.

Zhang Muchen and Chu Youting sat side by side, with braised beef noodles and fresh shrimp and fish cake noodles on the table.

The steaming water vapor rose and diffused under the yellowish light, carrying a rich aroma of seasonings.

Zhang Muchen held his chopsticks, glanced at the girl beside him, and felt a pang of emotion.

Originally, I had arranged to have dinner with Wang Shishi and Chu Jiuli, but it ended up being a private dinner with Chu Youting in room 703.

Although the conditions were simple, having a sweet and gentle little girl by my side while eating made it a special experience.

Moreover, 703 is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Unless that scoundrel Wang Shishi makes a surprise room check, very few people will come here to disturb us.

This life is so peaceful and comfortable.

Chu Youting blew on the steam rising from the noodles, then slurped them up.

Suddenly, she noticed an overly intense gaze fixed on her.

Chu Youting's hand trembled, and she moved to the side, along with the instant noodles.

She glanced at Zhang Muchen cautiously, a hint of wariness in her eyes.

"You bastard. You want to eat imported food again," Chu Youting muttered to herself.

Zhang Muchen looked at the girl who seemed to have PTSD and sighed helplessly.

Little Yuzu is so wary; it seems she still needs more training.

We have a long way to go and a heavy responsibility to shoulder.

He picked up his fork and slurped up a mouthful of noodles: "Little Yuzu, have you been feeling unwell lately? Does your shoulder hurt?"

Chu Youting was drinking her soup when she heard this. She paused for a moment, then quickly shook her head: "No, it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt anywhere."

"Oh?" Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow.

“If your shoulder doesn’t hurt, then it’s a hidden ailment,” he said seriously. “In traditional Chinese medicine, this condition is called ‘hidden,’ and it falls under the category of preventing disease before it occurs.”

Zhang Muchen slapped the table in a serious tone: "As a renowned doctor with a family tradition of practicing medicine, I have an obligation to take your pulse."

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Chu Youting immediately withdrew her hand. She looked small and helpless as she leaned against the back of the chair.

“Don’t be afraid.” Zhang Muchen tapped the table. “Your current reaction is called avoiding medical treatment. Based on my many years of clinical experience, the more someone resists examination, the more serious their condition often is.”

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Chu Youting looked down at her instant noodles, her ear tips slowly turning red, and whispered in protest, "I...I'm not sick."

The husky is a metaphor for a person making a comeback.

"Do you have?"

Chu Youting's shoulders trembled, and a thin layer of mist instantly welled up in her eyes.

"Have"

"That's right, put your hand out."

Chu Youting bit her lip and slowly stretched out her arm.

The sleeve of the gray sweatshirt slipped down slightly, revealing a slender, fair wrist.

Zhang Muchen reached out and grasped her wrist, pressing his fingertips against it to slowly take her pulse.

Chu Youting's wrist was warm, with delicate joints, like a small piece of porcelain.

She sat there, her eyelashes fluttering.

Zhang Muchen held her wrist with one hand, his fingertips slowly sliding along it, while he solemnly muttered, "Hmm... when taking a pulse, you should go a little higher, hmm, a little higher..."

Chu Youting froze completely.

From wrist to arm, a delicate, tingling sensation spread through the skin, a subtle tingling and itching sensation.

She tensed her arms, her face slightly flushed, wanting to pull her hand back but hesitant to move.

Bad guy... bad guy...

Chu Youting bit her lower lip, and the tips of her ears gradually turned blush.

Looking at her like this, Zhang Muchen couldn't help but smile slightly, speaking in a leisurely tone.

"Little Yuzu, my conclusion as a renowned doctor from the first generation of my family is... I couldn't find it."

"I need to touch the other hand too."

Chu Youting: Σ(д|||)
(End of this chapter)