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Lin Feng was completely unaware of the conspiracy involving Huang Sheng and Heizi. After cleaning the tables and chairs outside, he didn't say anything to Li Zhong, realizing that the latter's intentions were not genuine.
Having finished his tasks, Li Zhong didn't push to engage Lin Feng in conversation either. Lin Feng was waiting for him to state his purpose, while Li Zhong was waiting for Lin Feng to need him before revealing his intentions.
Both of them were waiting, and in this regard, they shared some common ground; at least they didn't display any impatience regarding this matter.
After closing the shop door properly, Lin Feng headed to Dong Jie's second floor, which was her bedroom.
Initially, to save money, Dong Jie hadn't divided the second floor into a living room. Generally, she wouldn't allow anyone to enter her bedroom for discussions; matters were usually handled downstairs in the self-service store.
After all, it could easily be misinterpreted if a woman discussed business with someone in her bedroom, especially if that someone was a man.
Of course, Lin Feng was the only man allowed in Dong Jie's bedroom—well, more accurately, he was still a boy.
At that moment, Dong Jie was taking a shower in the bathroom. Lin Feng had no choice but to sit on a sofa by the side of the bedroom and wait for her. If Dong Jie had nothing urgent to discuss, he would head back to school as he usually did. However, due to Heizi's interruption this time, he finished early.
Girls always took a long time in the shower, and Lin Feng deeply felt this at that moment. Especially while listening to the sound of water and imagining certain inappropriate scenes, he finally began to realize how torturous this waiting could be.
Finally, Dong Jie emerged from the bathroom like a water lily. Her already exquisite face appeared even more enchanting. Seeing Dong Jie like this for the first time since his rebirth left Lin Feng momentarily stunned.
Considering that Lin Feng hadn't left yet, Dong Jie wore a relatively conservative set of pajamas. She threw a big eye-roll at Lin Feng's dazed expression and said, "You silly boy, are you back from the dead?" While she rolled her eyes at him playfully, she felt no aversion; instead, there was a hint of pride in her heart upon seeing him like that.
Being teased by Dong Jie snapped Lin Feng back to reality. With a flushed face, he didn't know how to explain himself. In his previous life working in a bar, he had encountered women who teased him before; he would either remain indifferent or laugh along with them. But now, facing Dong Jie's teasing made him feel like a big boy.
This was partly due to Dong Jie herself and also because Lin Feng's mindset had become much younger after his rebirth; he no longer felt as lifeless as before.
"Hehe... I won't tease you anymore. Ah... Lin Feng, help me; it hurts so much." Seeing Lin Feng's current state made Dong Jie want to stop teasing him. However, she suddenly felt a familiar pain in her lower abdomen that made it hard for her to stand.
"What happened, Jie? You seemed fine just now." This sudden change eased Lin Feng's embarrassment as he quickly got up to support Dong Jie and asked softly.
"Help me to the bed first." While gasping for breath from the pain, Dong Jie gestured for Lin Feng to help her over to the bed.
The bathroom was still some distance from Dong Jie's bed. At that moment, feeling anxious, Lin Feng didn't think much about it and directly picked Dong Jie up in his arms and hurried towards the bed.
Dong Jie was held by Lin Feng, and she instinctively felt a prick of pain. Later, she wasn't sure if it was because she realized it was Lin Feng holding her or if it was the pain that made her wrap her arms around Lin Feng's strong waist, a sense of warmth passing through her heart.
She knew this pain was an old ailment that had flared up again. In the past, when it hurt, lying in bed was manageable; but if she wasn't in bed, she could only endure the pain and crawl toward it or collapse on the floor, controlling herself from fainting. She understood that if she fainted, she might never wake up again.
It was indeed not easy for a woman to struggle in the city.
Now, Lin Feng's broad chest made her feel a sense of security. Although her lower abdomen still hurt, it seemed like she had found something to lean on, giving her the courage to believe that even if she fainted, she would be safe.
Because Lin Feng was there, this big boy who made her feel like she was growing up tonight.
Soon, Lin Feng gently placed Dong Jie on the bed and touched her forehead, finding no signs of fever.
"Jie Jie, what happened to you? Have you had this before?" Lin Feng asked as he covered her with a blanket after noticing Dong Jie didn't have a fever.
"It's an old problem. I'll rest for a bit and take some medicine tomorrow. Thank you, Lin Feng." Lying on the bed, Dong Jie felt a bit better and found it easier to speak.
"Hehe... Jie Jie, how can an older sister thank a younger brother? What's wrong?" Seeing that Dong Jie was improving slightly, Lin Feng felt relieved but still asked.
"It's just a girl's issue; what do you care about it for?" Dong Jie blushed slightly at Lin Feng's persistent questioning.
Lin Feng understood now; it was menstrual pain—he had read about it in his middle school textbooks.
"Can you just take any medicine for this? Come on, I'll take you to the hospital. We don't need to save money; your health is the most important thing. Look, Heizi left some protection money when he left." Lin Feng couldn't let Dong Jie take random medication and suffer through it. To ease her worries about money, he even brought out Heizi's money to reassure her.
Seeing Lin Feng gather Heizi's money, Dong Jie became even more worried. Wasn't he openly defying the Wolf Gang by taking back their protection money? She had never seen anyone who went against the Wolf Gang end up well.
Although she felt annoyed at Lin Feng's impulsiveness, Dong Jie knew he meant well and only wanted to protect her. Plus, since her abdomen still hurt, she didn't say anything to him; she just furrowed her brows deeper.
Lin Feng thought Dong Jie was frowning because of the pain and didn't consider anything else. He planned to simply carry Dong Jie to the hospital.
Of course, Dong Jie wouldn't let Lin Feng take her to the hospital. Once inside that place, it would cost a fortune. Moreover, she intended to return the money she took from Heizi to appease the Wolf Gang's anger. With that in mind, she was even less inclined to go to the hospital.
"Lin Feng, there's no need to be so nervous; it's nothing serious. Just let me rest for a bit. If you have something to do, you can leave first; it'll be late soon and they might not let you in at school," Dong Jie said to Lin Feng, even willing to let him go despite needing him by her side at that moment.
Lin Feng had long understood Dong Jie's stubbornness; once she set her mind on something, no amount of persuasion would work. So he gave up on forcibly taking her to the hospital.
Suddenly, Lin Feng had a flash of inspiration. Didn't the old guy in the magic ring call himself the great Doctor? How could he have forgotten about him?
Without hesitation, Lin Feng lifted the restrictions on Tesla's soul sensing through the magic ring, allowing him to take a look.
"How is it? Is the person in pain? Old man, do you have any solutions?" Lin Feng asked Tesla directly without any pleasantries.
"My soul detection can't determine the condition. You need to check her pulse with the hand wearing the magic ring," Tesla replied. His soul detection could only sense the dynamics of people and objects in the surrounding environment, and it couldn't accurately assess subtle conditions like pulse.
"I don't know traditional Chinese medicine; how can I check her pulse?" Lin Feng was anxious. Was this old guy out of his mind? Asking a complete novice like him to check a pulse—what was he even for?
"Who said I wanted you to see it? You check her pulse, and I'll sense it. Hurry up; if there's a delay, you're responsible!" Tesla was unfazed by Lin Feng's anxiety. He finally found an opportunity to one-up Lin Feng. Kid, you asked me for help; mind your attitude.
"Jie Jie, since you don't want to go to the hospital, I happen to know a bit about traditional Chinese medicine recently. Let me take a look; give me your hand." At that moment, Lin Feng had no time to bicker with Tesla and quickly used his right hand, which wore the magic ring, to check Dong Jie's pulse, hastily coming up with an excuse.
After a while, Tesla's voice finally echoed in Lin Feng's mind again. "Hmm, the pulse is chaotic but not a big problem. With me here, I guarantee you'll be cured."
Before Lin Feng could feel happy about it, Tesla continued, "However, I need your magic ring to help."
Lin Feng was surprised by Tesla's words. Could the magic ring really cure illnesses?
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