Chapter 1109 Thug

• Yin Qiuge’s eyes shimmered with tears, her shyness so intense her pretty face looked dewy. This was her first time being this close to a man—worse, to a stranger she’d known for barely three minutes. But Jayce’s medical skill had blown her away. She was still reserved, still wary, yet his sincerity made her trust him. He stepped up to treat her because he didn’t want someone so young to die before her time. That hit her hard. It felt like a lifeline. I can still live? I can still be cured? Jayce spoke with rock-solid certainty, and it poured confidence into her. Still, men and women have their boundaries. She hesitated, knots of unease sitting in her chest. The full-body pain and itching were unbearable. Her leukemia was viral, and no drug had ever cured it. If she missed this shot, it could be the end of the road. Clenching her teeth, Yin Qiuge slipped off her jacket. Her snowy skin gleamed, and Jayce’s breath hitched, his face turning solemn. That smooth, jade-like back could break any man’s composure, especially someone young and strong-blooded like him. For Yin Qiuge, standing half-bare before a stranger was mortifying. But to get better, she had to push past it. A healer’s heart sees patients like family. Jayce’s pulse pounded too, but he forced himself into his role. He had to keep his head clear. He set his jaw, reined in his thoughts, and began a traditional therapeutic massage across her back. It felt like gliding over warm mutton-fat jade—silky and flawless. The instant his hands touched her, Yin Qiuge’s body trembled. Jayce’s face stayed stern and focused as he worked with careful precision. Outside the door, someone stood listening. Pang Kai hadn’t expected Jayce to be inside this long. What were those two up to? He strolled to the restroom door, pretending to wait. That’s when he heard soft moans from inside. The hell? No way. They’ve known each other three minutes and they’re already getting it on? Pang Kai’s face went ugly. Lucky bastard. A woman that gorgeous, and Jayce was the one scoring? Meanwhile, a “decent guy” like him didn’t get a second glance. Figures—girls love bad boys. Jayce called her sick, and she still stuck with him. How long has it even been? She’s way too easy. Why does Jayce get all the perks? Pang Kai ground his teeth and fumed. Then another low, breathy sound slipped out from the restroom. “Harder—ah—so good. So damn good.” Yin Qiuge’s husky murmur snapped Pang Kai to attention. This tease. “Put your back into it. Faster. Come on!” Pang Kai’s cheeks flushed as he listened, fists clenching tight. Suddenly he had a brilliant idea. Oh, Jayce, you wanna play? Fine. I’ll play. You’re having fun with her? I’ll record it, then we’ll see how you explain this to Ms. Cora. She’ll be mine by then. Hee-hee! He whipped out his phone and started recording audio. “Feels amazing. I’ve never felt anything like this. Thank you. I don’t even know your name yet.” Yin Qiuge’s voice came through. You gotta be kidding me. Pang Kai’s lip curled so hard it tilted his mouth. She didn’t even know his name and already hooked up? Shameless. Ice-cold, high-and-mighty on the outside—guess it was all an act. “Jayce.” “Faster. That’s it—ah—harder. You can press harder. I can take it.” Yin Qiuge urged. “This your first time with this kind of pressure? You sure you can handle it?” Jayce frowned, worried he might hurt her muscles or joints. “I’m fine. I can take it. The harder, the better. Ah—so comfortable. I feel like I’m gonna float away. I’ve never felt this good in my life.” Tease. Bitch. First time, huh? For real? Pang Kai scratched at his hair like a madman. Why not me? What does he have that I don’t? Why! He wanted to throttle Jayce. Since you picked that tramp on a train, you and Ms. Cora are done. Once I send her this recording, you’re toast. Can’t have it both ways, buddy. Let’s see how you explain yourself. He tucked his phone away and left the restroom. Inside, Yin Qiuge’s face was flushed with a fine, sweet-scented sheen of sweat. Her body was damp, but her eyes glowed with relief. Even Jayce looked pale; the whole thing had been torture for him. A stunning woman, moaning like that—who wouldn’t struggle? “Sorry, Jayce. I… I was out of line just now.” Yin Qiuge bit her lip, head down, but joy bubbled in her chest. She was thrilled. She’d never felt such relief. After all these years, Jayce’s massage finally gave her hope. “It’s fine. As long as you get better. Uh… you should put your clothes back on.” Jayce forced an awkward smile. He was a hot-blooded young man, after all. Yin Qiuge blinked, then hurried into her clothes, nerves jangling like she’d just snuck around on someone—shame and heat tumbling together. “By the way, Jayce, where are you headed? I can go with you. As long as you can cure me, I’m in.” Her excitement was contagious; her pretty face lit up like sunshine. The icy mask from before had melted. She felt awakened, bright again. She might not have had three years left before, but if Jayce could cure her, her life could blaze like summer flowers. She could live longer—live happy. “I’m going to Liaocheng.” Jayce said. “Uh… you’re not headed to the Southern Alternative Medicine Academic Competition, are you?” Yin Qiuge stared at him, surprised. “How’d you know?” Jayce blinked. “Because I’m going too… But, Jayce, maybe don’t go. If you do, I’m done for. I’ll never beat you.” She pouted, voice small. Against him, she didn’t stand a chance. Even her grandpa probably couldn’t match him. After all, Grandpa couldn’t do anything for her leukemia, but Jayce said he could. That hands-on massage had already shown his skill. So young, yet so good—that’s a true master. And he had a healer’s heart. Even after she’d snapped at him, he still treated her without hesitation. That kind of grace deserved respect. “I’m just going to check it out. My girlfriend’s there. You’re young—you’ve got tons of potential.” Jayce said. “Then your girlfriend must be amazing. Anyone who can be with someone like you must be top-tier.” Yin Qiuge smiled softly, nerves nibbling at her. Is she prettier than me? “Come on, let’s head out before someone else needs the restroom.” Jayce chuckled. “Okay.” Yin Qiuge’s gaze skittered away, cheeks rosy as she scampered out. When Pang Kai saw Jayce, he curled his lip in a cold smile. Can’t wait to see how you explain this to Ms. Cora. Get ready to be dumped. He watched Yin Qiuge return to her seat, not saying a word to Jayce, her face once again frosty and aloof. He figured his chance had come. He looked sharp, didn’t he? No way she’d turn him down. A beauty like that—meeting on a train wasn’t common. The two had clearly gone their separate ways. If he could make a second move, this could be perfect. “Hey, gorgeous. I’m a physician. Whatever you’ve got, tell me. I’ll hit the right pressure point, and bam—problem solved. Heh-heh.” Pang Kai grinned. “Thug.” Yin Qiuge slapped him across the face.