Wang Dahai's sudden arrival made both Yan Ke and Zhang Jing feel a mix of nerves and anticipation.

Yan Ke ran over to push the beds together, aiming to merge them into one.

"I'll do it."

Wang Dahai came over and, with little effort, easily pushed the beds together.

"Wang, you're so strong," Yan Ke exclaimed with a face full of amazement, as if witnessing something spectacular.

This made Wang Dahai quite embarrassed.

It was indeed a bit of an exaggeration.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Zhang Jing picked up her pajamas and walked into the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water echoed from within.

Wang Dahai glanced over, only to awkwardly discover that the hotel's bathroom was entirely made of glass.

There was only a thin curtain for cover.

But the curtain had gaps, and with a bit of care, one could see Zhang Jing's slender figure.

He quickly averted his gaze, took a deep breath, and suppressed the flurry of inappropriate thoughts.

"I'll call the front desk and ask them to bring over two blankets."

Although they offered him the bed, he couldn't actually sleep in it.

Zhang Jing and Yan Ke were Liu Weiwei's classmates; they weren't really connected to him.

They had just met today, having known each other for only a few hours.

If he actually slept there, it would be utterly shameless.

By association, they would think less of Liu Weiwei, wondering how she could have such a boyfriend.

However, after the waiter received the call, he apologized, saying, "I'm terribly sorry, but the hotel has no spare blankets available right now."

Wang Dahai felt a headache coming on.

He just remembered that all the hotels near Lingshan Medical University were fully booked tonight, not to mention spare rooms, much less extra blankets.

Yan Ke said, "Wang, it's fine, you can just sleep on the bed."

Wang Dahai's smile was awkward, unsure of how to respond.

Seeing his flustered face, Liu Weiwei couldn't help but feel the urge to laugh.

She had rarely seen Wang Dahai so embarrassed.

After a while, Zhang Jing finished her shower and came out.

You could tell a lot about a person's personality from their clothing.

For instance, Yan Ke's pajamas were very cute and adorned with cartoon images.

She gave off the vibe of the sweet girl-next-door.

And her personality matched that impression.

However, her well-endowed figure was at odds with her youthful face.

Zhang Jing was wearing a nightgown made of pink satin, which fell nicely and clearly outlined her well-proportioned figure.

Her bust size wasn't as exaggerated as Yan Ke's but was just right, fitting comfortably in one's hand.

Her waist was slender, and under the light, the thinness of the curve was breathtakingly pronounced.

Her black, soft hair made her already pale cheeks appear even more porcelain-white.

A hint of aloofness added to her allure, making her seem like a peerless beauty in her own world.

If Liu Weiwei was the seductive fox, then Yan Ke was the adorable girl-next-door.

As for Zhang Jing, it was her enchanting charisma that stood out.

A university student, yet more mature than her peers, without even trying.

The feeling was really marvelous.

It's like people often say, men always look for university students in nightclubs and for mature women on campus.

Zhang Jing perfectly fit that description.

She was the type of mature woman that, at just one glance, was hard to forget.

Liu Weiwei took her pajamas out of the suitcase and headed for the shower.

Wang Dahai sat on the bed, feeling a bit awkward.

He wasn't familiar with the two women and didn't have much in common to talk about.

"Wang, what do you do for a living?" Yan Ke asked, like a curious child.

"I'm a driver."

"Ah? A driver?"

This response caught both of them off guard.

Wang Dahai smiled, "Yep, I'm someone's driver, and the car is my boss's."

Yan Ke didn't quite believe it, while Zhang Jing simply smiled, not believing a word in her heart.

A driver affording a Rolex?

Could a driver just casually take the boss's car to drop off a college student for school?

That story was too far-fetched, full of too many holes, and didn't hold up upon closer scrutiny.

She had figured it out—Wang Dahai was intentionally playing it low-key.

"Wang looks pretty young, huh?"

Zhang Jing asked, "Did Wang just graduate?"

Wang Dahai nodded, "Just graduated a year ago."

Zhang Jing inquired, "Which university did Wang attend?"

"Lingshan Medical University."

"Wang is a medical student?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then can you treat illnesses?"

"I know a bit."

Wang Dahai humbly smiled, then stared at Yan Ke's face for a while, and said, "You seem a bit weak, probably due to not eating well. You likely often experience dizziness."

Yan Ke's mouth fell open in surprise, "You can tell all that?"

Immediately skeptical, "Did Vivi tell you?"

Wang Dahai shook his head, "This is just the simplest diagnosis; I can tell from your complexion and some physical signs. Your condition is a typical case of anemia."

"I do have a bit of anemia..." Yan Ke was extremely surprised inside.

Zhang Jing asked, "What about me, Wang?"

"You..."

Wang Dahai looked at her face again for a while, then shook his head, "I can't tell from the physical signs. If you want to know if there's a problem, you should get a medical checkup at a hospital."

Zhang Jing said, "I sometimes have a bit of stomach ache."

"There are many reasons for stomach pain. Sometimes overeating causes pain, menstrual periods also cause it, or even physiological muscle cramps can lead to stomach aches."

"I..." Zhang Jing spoke with slight discomfort, "It's during my period that I get a bit of pain."

Wang Dahai said, "Then it's probably dysmenorrhea. I can teach you a method to alleviate it."

"What method?"

"Here." He placed his hand on his abdomen and said, "When you have dysmenorrhea, clench your fist, and press it against this spot, then rub up and down. Usually, after about ten minutes of rubbing, it should start feeling better."

Zhang Jing rubbed the spot, asking, "Is it here?"

"A bit higher."

"Here?"

"Lower a bit."

"Here?"

"..." Wang Dahai didn't know what to say anymore; he started to suspect the girl might be doing it on purpose.

"Wang, can you point it out for me so I know where it is?" Zhang Jing pulled back her robe, pressing it against her body, revealing the curve of her abdomen.

Wang Dahai extended his finger, stopping a finger's length from her stomach, "This spot."

Zhang Jing suddenly leaned forward, touching his finger with her abdomen, "Here?"

Wang Dahai quickly withdrew his hand, "Mhm."

Zhang Jing seemed not to notice and rolled her fist over it, "Like this?"

"No, up and down."

"Like this?"

"Not quite..."

"Wang, could you help me rub it a bit? I want to see how it's done so I can do it myself in the future."

Her tone was calm, as if she was talking about an insignificant trifle.

But how could he just start doing something like that?

Beside them, Yan Ke was stunned.

Jingjing was so bold.

Vivi was still showering inside, and here she was, flirting with Wang outside!

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