Chapter 15
Which of us is the pervert?
Zhao Jingjing was so frightened that she couldn't speak coherently, and she tried her best to sit up and escape.
But the excruciating pain in her ankle almost made her faint on the spot, and she could only lie down helplessly again.
He watched helplessly as Chen Huan, with a smile on his face, squatted down next to him.
"Who are you calling sleazy?" Chen Huan asked, frowning.
Zhao Jingjing's mouth moved, but in the end she held back and dared not utter a sound.
In this desolate wilderness, with no one around, and dressed so simply, I've lost my ability to move.
If Chen Huan, who hates the Zhao family, is angered, the consequences are unimaginable.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body." Chen Huan glanced over Zhao Jingjing's long legs.
Just as Zhao Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief, she heard him say again, "But I need to use you as an experiment. I hope you can cooperate. It will be over soon."
Zhao Jingjing was on the verge of a breakdown. "What exactly do you want? I've already apologized, isn't that enough?"
"The reason I used to hire thugs from outside the school to beat you up was because your grades were too good, and I was a little jealous."
"Besides, I was trying to make advances towards you, so who told you to refuse?"
Chen Huan was completely stunned. "What?"
"I didn't hear you clearly just now, please say it again."
Zhao Jingjing blushed. "I told you, when I was in high school in town, I had feelings for you, but you ignored me."
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"My pride was hurt, and in a fit of anger, I hired some thugs from outside the school to ambush you."
Chen Huan's mind was in turmoil.
He found Zhao Jingjing's words somewhat unbelievable, yet they inexplicably sent a ripple of electricity through his heart.
During high school, Chen Huan consistently ranked at the top of his class. If it weren't for his family's poor financial situation, he would have already been attending a prestigious university.
At that time, he was completely focused on his studies and paid no attention to anything else.
He had vague confusion and thoughts about relationships between men and women, but he never noticed that Zhao Jingjing, a school beauty, actually had those kinds of feelings for him.
It's unlikely that Zhao Jingjing is lying right now, since people in a state of emergency wouldn't come up with such an absurd lie.
Moreover, Chen Huan's eyesight is now extraordinary; he can even tell whether someone is lying by looking at their facial micro-expressions.
"So, if you can't have something, you'll destroy it, is that what you mean?" After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Huan's expression became increasingly strange.
Zhao Jingjing still had tear stains on her face. "I was young and didn't know any better back then. If you really can't handle it, you can beat me up too, but don't do anything perverted to me."
Chen Huan smiled. "Don't use your despicable and malicious thoughts to judge a decent person, okay?"
"Which of your dog eyes saw that I was going to do something perverted to you?"
Zhao Jingjing clenched her fists. "Then why were you staring at my legs and feet just now, and smiling so lewdly?"
Chen Huan reached out and poked Zhao Jingjing's swollen ankle. "Who are you calling a pervert?"
Zhao Jingjing screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face.
"Your ankle is badly deformed. If you don't get it healed quickly, reduce the swelling and bruising, you'll become lame."
"I said I'd do an experiment because I wanted to try and treat you. You're overthinking it." Chen Huan continued poking Zhao Jingjing's ankle with his hand.
However, he wasn't torturing the other person; he simply wanted to gain a deeper understanding of the extent of the injury.
"You must be joking. How could you possibly heal such a serious injury?" Zhao Jingjing was very skeptical.
"Whether it's a joke or not, you have no choice," Chen Huan said, seemingly to himself.
Without even asking Zhao Jingjing's permission, he placed his entire left hand on Zhao Jingjing's ankle.
At this moment, he had already activated his cultivation technique, slowly injecting the true energy into his body.
The true energy was consumed very quickly, and a considerable portion of it disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.
But Chen Huan was very happy, even extremely excited.
He muttered to himself, "Just as I thought, this true energy can not only be channeled, but also consumed."
"Once it's consumed, the symptoms of stagnation will be relieved."
"Healing or massaging others can accelerate the depletion of one's inner energy. How am I so clever?"
Actually, Chen Huan thought of doing the experiment because he suddenly remembered the time he massaged the cervical spine of the older woman who sold mobile phones in town.
At that time, the massage, which lasted only a few minutes, consumed a lot of Chen Huan's internal energy.
Although it couldn't completely improve the stagnation of internal energy, upon closer reflection, it did have some effect.
This is such a shortcut!
"Chen Huan, are you really cured?"
"How was he cured?" Zhao Jingjing stared intently at Chen Huan, who was rambling on and on in front of her, and began to worry again.
I'm worried that this guy isn't stupid anymore, but rather insane.
Chen Huan ignored her and continued to accelerate the transmission of spiritual energy.
The effects were quickly apparent.
Zhao Jingjing's swollen ankle has started to subside, and her condition is improving.
"You, you really know how to massage?" Zhao Jingjing could feel it completely at this point.
The pain in my ankle wasn't as excruciating anymore.
I forced myself to sit up and looked, and was surprised to find that apart from some deformation, the swelling had almost disappeared.
This surprised Zhao Jingjing, and she was also somewhat grateful.
I couldn't help but take a closer look at Chen Huan, who was focused on his left foot.
"Next, I'm going to reset your joint. You have to bear the pain."
"I'll count to three and then I'll make my move, understand?" Chen Huan looked at Zhao Jingjing seriously.
Zhao Jingjing nodded seriously, "Okay, you count them..."
"three!"
Click!
Chen Huan acted decisively, using force to reattach Zhao Jingjing's deformed ankle.
Zhao Jingjing cried out in pain, "Chen Huan, you bastard, you big liar!"
"Didn't you say you were going to count to three?"
Chen Huan pinched her ankle. "Yeah, count to three, are you crazy?"
"I didn't say we had to start counting from the beginning."
"You..." Zhao Jingjing was on the verge of collapse.
In the end, he didn't say anything harsh, nor did he curse anyone.
Not only was the ankle reset, but the pain also almost completely disappeared.
Instead, under the friction of Chen Huan's warm palm, there was a strange and pleasant sensation, like an electric current.
It travels up the ankle and instep, directly up the long leg.
Zhao Jingjing blushed and trembled slightly, feeling overwhelmed and worried that she might lose control.
She quickly pulled her leg back and whispered, "Is it all better now?"
Chen Huan licked her lips and reluctantly let go of her hand.
It's not that he has any special fetishes.
The internal energy is stagnant, and it's just a little bit away from being completely cleared.
But the excruciating pain in her ankle almost made her faint on the spot, and she could only lie down helplessly again.
He watched helplessly as Chen Huan, with a smile on his face, squatted down next to him.
"Who are you calling sleazy?" Chen Huan asked, frowning.
Zhao Jingjing's mouth moved, but in the end she held back and dared not utter a sound.
In this desolate wilderness, with no one around, and dressed so simply, I've lost my ability to move.
If Chen Huan, who hates the Zhao family, is angered, the consequences are unimaginable.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body." Chen Huan glanced over Zhao Jingjing's long legs.
Just as Zhao Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief, she heard him say again, "But I need to use you as an experiment. I hope you can cooperate. It will be over soon."
Zhao Jingjing was on the verge of a breakdown. "What exactly do you want? I've already apologized, isn't that enough?"
"The reason I used to hire thugs from outside the school to beat you up was because your grades were too good, and I was a little jealous."
"Besides, I was trying to make advances towards you, so who told you to refuse?"
Chen Huan was completely stunned. "What?"
"I didn't hear you clearly just now, please say it again."
Zhao Jingjing blushed. "I told you, when I was in high school in town, I had feelings for you, but you ignored me."
This book was first published on 101 Reading Network, a great place to relax and unwind. Read it anytime at 0kw.com, and enjoy a reading experience with error-free and orderly chapters.
"My pride was hurt, and in a fit of anger, I hired some thugs from outside the school to ambush you."
Chen Huan's mind was in turmoil.
He found Zhao Jingjing's words somewhat unbelievable, yet they inexplicably sent a ripple of electricity through his heart.
During high school, Chen Huan consistently ranked at the top of his class. If it weren't for his family's poor financial situation, he would have already been attending a prestigious university.
At that time, he was completely focused on his studies and paid no attention to anything else.
He had vague confusion and thoughts about relationships between men and women, but he never noticed that Zhao Jingjing, a school beauty, actually had those kinds of feelings for him.
It's unlikely that Zhao Jingjing is lying right now, since people in a state of emergency wouldn't come up with such an absurd lie.
Moreover, Chen Huan's eyesight is now extraordinary; he can even tell whether someone is lying by looking at their facial micro-expressions.
"So, if you can't have something, you'll destroy it, is that what you mean?" After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Huan's expression became increasingly strange.
Zhao Jingjing still had tear stains on her face. "I was young and didn't know any better back then. If you really can't handle it, you can beat me up too, but don't do anything perverted to me."
Chen Huan smiled. "Don't use your despicable and malicious thoughts to judge a decent person, okay?"
"Which of your dog eyes saw that I was going to do something perverted to you?"
Zhao Jingjing clenched her fists. "Then why were you staring at my legs and feet just now, and smiling so lewdly?"
Chen Huan reached out and poked Zhao Jingjing's swollen ankle. "Who are you calling a pervert?"
Zhao Jingjing screamed in pain, tears streaming down her face.
"Your ankle is badly deformed. If you don't get it healed quickly, reduce the swelling and bruising, you'll become lame."
"I said I'd do an experiment because I wanted to try and treat you. You're overthinking it." Chen Huan continued poking Zhao Jingjing's ankle with his hand.
However, he wasn't torturing the other person; he simply wanted to gain a deeper understanding of the extent of the injury.
"You must be joking. How could you possibly heal such a serious injury?" Zhao Jingjing was very skeptical.
"Whether it's a joke or not, you have no choice," Chen Huan said, seemingly to himself.
Without even asking Zhao Jingjing's permission, he placed his entire left hand on Zhao Jingjing's ankle.
At this moment, he had already activated his cultivation technique, slowly injecting the true energy into his body.
The true energy was consumed very quickly, and a considerable portion of it disappeared almost in the blink of an eye.
But Chen Huan was very happy, even extremely excited.
He muttered to himself, "Just as I thought, this true energy can not only be channeled, but also consumed."
"Once it's consumed, the symptoms of stagnation will be relieved."
"Healing or massaging others can accelerate the depletion of one's inner energy. How am I so clever?"
Actually, Chen Huan thought of doing the experiment because he suddenly remembered the time he massaged the cervical spine of the older woman who sold mobile phones in town.
At that time, the massage, which lasted only a few minutes, consumed a lot of Chen Huan's internal energy.
Although it couldn't completely improve the stagnation of internal energy, upon closer reflection, it did have some effect.
This is such a shortcut!
"Chen Huan, are you really cured?"
"How was he cured?" Zhao Jingjing stared intently at Chen Huan, who was rambling on and on in front of her, and began to worry again.
I'm worried that this guy isn't stupid anymore, but rather insane.
Chen Huan ignored her and continued to accelerate the transmission of spiritual energy.
The effects were quickly apparent.
Zhao Jingjing's swollen ankle has started to subside, and her condition is improving.
"You, you really know how to massage?" Zhao Jingjing could feel it completely at this point.
The pain in my ankle wasn't as excruciating anymore.
I forced myself to sit up and looked, and was surprised to find that apart from some deformation, the swelling had almost disappeared.
This surprised Zhao Jingjing, and she was also somewhat grateful.
I couldn't help but take a closer look at Chen Huan, who was focused on his left foot.
"Next, I'm going to reset your joint. You have to bear the pain."
"I'll count to three and then I'll make my move, understand?" Chen Huan looked at Zhao Jingjing seriously.
Zhao Jingjing nodded seriously, "Okay, you count them..."
"three!"
Click!
Chen Huan acted decisively, using force to reattach Zhao Jingjing's deformed ankle.
Zhao Jingjing cried out in pain, "Chen Huan, you bastard, you big liar!"
"Didn't you say you were going to count to three?"
Chen Huan pinched her ankle. "Yeah, count to three, are you crazy?"
"I didn't say we had to start counting from the beginning."
"You..." Zhao Jingjing was on the verge of collapse.
In the end, he didn't say anything harsh, nor did he curse anyone.
Not only was the ankle reset, but the pain also almost completely disappeared.
Instead, under the friction of Chen Huan's warm palm, there was a strange and pleasant sensation, like an electric current.
It travels up the ankle and instep, directly up the long leg.
Zhao Jingjing blushed and trembled slightly, feeling overwhelmed and worried that she might lose control.
She quickly pulled her leg back and whispered, "Is it all better now?"
Chen Huan licked her lips and reluctantly let go of her hand.
It's not that he has any special fetishes.
The internal energy is stagnant, and it's just a little bit away from being completely cleared.