Chapter 167: Cyst

That’s right!

Every single thing Yang Xun said was spot on.

Xiaolin had a secret no one else knew.

For the past six months or so, her period had been a complete mess—sometimes twice a month, other times only once every two months.

Insomnia was a regular occurrence. She’d toss and turn every night, unable to fall asleep. When she finally did, she’d inexplicably wake up around two or three in the morning and be unable to get back to sleep.

She had assumed it was all due to work stress and hadn’t taken it seriously, at most just taking a few melatonin pills to get by.

Yang Xun stared at Xiaolin, his tone growing even more serious. "Also... on the left side of your lower abdomen, something has grown. It’s not large, about two centimeters right now. But if you keep putting it off and don’t get it treated, it will grow to over five centimeters within three months. When that happens, it won’t be as simple as just a stomachache."

"What??"

The color drained from Xiaolin’s face in an instant, and her voice trembled. "You’re saying something’s growing in my abdomen? Is it... is it a tumor?"

"Not yet." Yang Xun shook his head, his tone calm. "To be precise, it’s a benign cyst. But it’s in a bad spot, right next to your ovary. If you let it go, the cyst will continue to grow and press on the ovary. In a mild case, it will affect your future fertility. In a severe case... it could become malignant."

Affect her fertility!!

Hearing those words, Xiaolin’s pupils contracted, and a look of terror washed over her face.

’I haven’t even been in a proper relationship, I’m not married, and I haven’t had kids yet!’

"You... you’re not just trying to scare me, are you?"

Xiaolin’s voice was weak as she stared intently at Yang Xun, hoping to see any sign that he was just trying to get back at her by deliberately scaring her.

"Believe it or not."

Yang Xun stood up, his tone indifferent. "If you don’t believe me, you can go to the hospital for an ultrasound. See if the results match what I’ve told you."

"Fine, I’ll go to the hospital and get it checked out then!"

Xiaolin didn’t fully believe Yang Xun. After all, in her mind, he was just a poor delivery boy. ’When did he become a miracle doctor?’

She gritted her teeth and pushed herself up from the sofa, preparing to go upstairs, change, and head out.

However, the moment she stood up, a sharp, piercing pain exploded deep in her lower abdomen again.

"HISS!!"

Xiaolin’s body went limp and she collapsed back onto the sofa, her face deathly pale from the pain.

"Don’t move."

Yang Xun frowned, placing a hand on Xiaolin to press her back onto the sofa. "Just lie down," he said calmly. "I’ll help suppress the pain. Otherwise, you won’t even be able to drive if you go out like this."

Xiaolin was in too much pain to argue with Yang Xun. She could only lie back down obediently, biting her lip without a sound.

Yang Xun placed his palm over Xiaolin’s lower abdomen, over her light gray pajamas. A wisp of warm True Qi seeped from his palm, slowly flowing into her body like a warm current.

The True Qi traveled along her meridians, precisely enveloping the area of the cyst and gradually soothing her chaotic qi and blood.

Almost the instant the True Qi entered her, Xiaolin felt a change.

The pain was receding at an incredible speed.

In less than a minute, the agonizing pain that had been tormenting her vanished completely!

"This..."

Xiaolin was completely stunned. Her beautiful eyes went wide as she looked down at her own abdomen in disbelief, then back up at Yang Xun.

She cautiously moved, sat up, and twisted her waist left and right a few times.

The pain was gone.

It didn’t hurt at all!

It was as if that life-threatening, twisting pain had never happened.

"How did you do that?!"

Xiaolin stared at Yang Xun in utter shock, her voice rising. "You just put your hand on my stomach and didn’t do anything! How is the pain gone?!"

Yang Xun withdrew his hand, stood up, and said flatly, "You wouldn’t understand even if I explained it to you."

Xiaolin opened her mouth but couldn’t find a rebuttal.

She really didn’t understand.

But one thing was crystal clear: this was absolutely not something an ordinary person could do!

Not even the top expert at a Grade A hospital could make excruciating pain vanish completely in under a minute with just one hand, without any injections or medicine.

It was simply unbelievable!

"Go to the hospital and see for yourself. Once you get the results, you’ll know if I was lying."

With that, Yang Xun turned and walked toward the stairs, not giving Xiaolin a second glance.

Xiaolin sat on the sofa, watching Yang Xun’s departing figure, her delicate, oval face filled with a complex mix of emotions.

Before, she had always thought of Yang Xun as a good-for-nothing loser.

Aside from being passably handsome, he had no money and no skills. Xu Yue must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes to marry him.

But now...

’This level of medical skill is definitely not something a normal person could possess.’

Besides, when Yang Xun was relieving her pain just now, she had clearly felt a warm power emanating from his palm.

It wasn’t body heat.

It was much hotter than body heat and had a strange, flowing sensation, as if something had entered her body and suppressed all the chaotic pain.

It was too magical.

"He’s not as bad as I thought..."

Xiaolin mumbled, her voice so quiet she could barely hear it herself.

Then, she suddenly remembered what she needed to do, leaped up from the sofa, and ran upstairs to change and go to the hospital.

...

After returning to his room, the first thing Yang Xun did was pull out his phone and dial Xu Qian’s number.

"Hello? What’s up?"

The phone rang twice before it was answered, and Xu Qian’s voice came from the other end.

"Are you in the car right now?" Yang Xun got straight to the point.

"I am, why?"

"Help me look for a black card in the car. It’s solid black, with a dragon pattern printed on the front."

"A card?"

Xu Qian was taken aback for a moment, followed by the sound of rummaging.

A moment later, she said, "No, there’s nothing here. What kind of card is it? Is it important?"

Yang Xun’s heart sank, but he didn’t let it show. He said casually, "It’s nothing major, just a membership card. I probably left it somewhere else. Don’t worry about it."

"Oh, alright then."

Xu Qian didn’t ask any more questions and hung up.

’Not in the car.’

’That only leaves the bath center.’

Yang Xun’s brow furrowed, and he immediately dialed Meng Qiaofei’s number.

BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...

The phone let out a long series of rings. It rang for a good ten seconds, but no one answered.

Yang Xun frowned.

In the past, whenever he called Meng Qiaofei, she almost always picked up. It was rare for her not to answer.

He hung up and redialed.

BEEP... BEEP... BEEP...

Still no answer.

He tried a third time. Still, no one picked up.

Instantly, a sense of unease began to spread through him.

Yang Xun gripped his phone, his expression gradually darkening.

’Something’s not right.’

’Meng Qiaofei is usually at the bath center during the day, and her phone is glued to her 24/7. How could she not answer three calls in a row?’

’Unless... she’s in a situation where she can’t answer the phone.’

At this thought, Yang Xun didn’t hesitate any longer. He got up and headed out.

Just as he stepped out of the villa’s main gate, he saw a white BMW backing out of a parking spot. The window was half-open, and he caught a glimpse of Xiaolin’s makeup-free face in the driver’s seat.

Now changed, Xiaolin stepped on the gas. The engine roared, and the white BMW shot out like a bolt of lightning.

Yang Xun paid her no mind, striding over to the small electric scooter in the corner of the yard. He hopped on and twisted the throttle.

The scooter let out a hum and zipped through the residential complex’s roads, racing toward the Suiyue Bath Center.

...

「Fifteen minutes later.」

At the entrance of the Suiyue Bath Center.

It was noon, a slow time for the bath center. The lobby was deserted, with hardly a customer in sight.

Two female employees were dozing off at the front desk, their chins resting on their arms, eyelids drooping in a drowsy stupor.

Yang Xun strode into the lobby, his steps quick. He completely ignored the front desk staff and headed straight for the second floor with purpose.

Soon, he arrived outside the general manager’s office.

"SOB SOB SOB... No... Help... What do you people want?!"

"Let me go! Let me go now!!"

BOOM!!

Hearing the sounds from inside, Yang Xun’s expression changed drastically. A powerful killing intent filled his eyes. ’That’s Meng Qiaofei’s voice!’