Chapter 84: I’m Gonna Scream Tonight

  Zhang Yang hurriedly ducked into a supermarket next to the hospital, buying a bunch of snacks. When he went to look for condoms, he realized they were displayed right at the cashier.

  It was his first time buying that kind of thing, and he already felt awkward. To make it worse, the cashier was a cute young girl, and the line was crowded with people pressed up to the counter. Zhang Yang’s balls ached just thinking about it.

  Damn it, couldn’t these aunties stop staring at a pure young man buying condoms? Maybe he should just skip it.

  But then he thought—if he didn’t get them, Gao Qi might not let him do anything tonight. That thought clenched his heart.

  Finally, desire triumphed over pride. Zhang Yang darted forward like a tiger and, in a flash, grabbed a box of Durex Max and tossed it into his basket.

  He glanced around—no one seemed to notice—then casually walked to the counter and handed his basket to the cashier. Inside were two toothbrushes, two cups, a tube of toothpaste, some snacks, bread, drinks, three towels, and tissues.

  It looked like he was going on a trip. But with that Durex box added in, it looked more like he was heading out for a wild night.

  When it was his turn, the cashier girl looked up and saw he was quite handsome. She stole a few glances as she started scanning his items one by one.

  But when she got to the Durex, the barcode wouldn’t scan. Blushing, she handed it back and said loudly, “Sorry, sir, this barcode isn’t working. Could you please grab another box of condoms?”

  Zhang Yang froze. Seriously? Did she have to say *condoms* that loud?

  Feeling everyone’s burning stares, he grudgingly grabbed another box and handed it over. The cashier glanced at it and said casually, “These are too thick. The thinner ones feel better.”

  Fuck! Zhang Yang was speechless. As soon as she scanned it, he snatched everything from her hands and left in a hurry.

  Just as he reached the door, a familiar scent of perfume drifted by, and someone patted his shoulder.

  “Hey, Zhang Yang, fancy seeing you here! What are you buying?” Yang Jing appeared from another checkout lane. Her long lashes fluttered as she peeked into his basket—then she covered her mouth and laughed.

  “Well, well, little brother Zhang Yang, looks like you’ve grown up.”

  Zhang Yang looked at the Durex box sitting right on top and wished he could dig a hole and die in it.

  “Don’t be shy,” Yang Jing said seriously. “We doctors see this all the time. Everyone has a first time. But that kind is the thick type—not really suitable for you. Go swap it for a thinner one.”

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  Zhang Yang broke into a cold sweat and nervously asked, “Sister Jing, how do you know that?”

  “How?” Yang Jing hesitated, then lifted her work badge. “Because I’m a doctor, of course.”

  Doctor? Wasn’t she from Radiology? Since when did she study condoms? For some reason, Zhang Yang actually followed her advice and switched to a thinner type.

  At 6 p.m., every major TV channel aired exciting news—Professor Shangguan Hong officially announced the first clinical success of the Nanxing One anti-cancer reagent. Thirty lab mice injected with 0.5 milliliters of the drug across different cancer types had their cancer cells completely eliminated within eight hours, with no side effects observed.

  Afterwards, UICC Chairman Dr. Hill and Meining City Party Secretary Zhao Guoqing both gave speeches, recognizing and congratulating the achievements of the ‘Dragonborn’ Project team.

  Then came a wave of interviews, with the most attention on Qiao Xier—her expression helpless but still smiling—listed as one of the four core members of the Dragonborn Project, the youngest and, of course, stunningly beautiful.

  The media dug up everything about her—her background, her childhood story of returning a lost eraser in elementary school—and showered her with praise.

  Watching her bright smile on TV, Zhang Yang glanced nervously at Gao Qi beside him. “Looks like not going back to the villa tonight was the smartest decision ever… No, seriously, I need to call the insurance company and check how much it costs to insure that house. Oh, and remind me—we need to buy a car. Best to stop riding with Sister Qiao.”

  After asking a nurse to help watch over He Ting, Zhang Yang and Gao Qi went out to eat something, then returned and fed He Ting some liquid food. Once he fell asleep again, it was already past 9 p.m.

  Zhang Yang called Qiao Xier. As expected, she scolded him first. After venting, she demanded to know where he was—sounded ready to stab him.

  He sighed and admitted he was at the hospital and wouldn’t be coming back tonight. Told her to eat on her own.

  Qiao Xier grumbled and hung up, but later texted him: “Take care. If you get yourself killed, I can’t save you.”

  Then he called Xu Danlu. She was exhausted from caring for her father and had been napping when he called. Hearing he wouldn’t be back, she didn’t say much—just told him to be careful, though she teased him before hanging up: “Yangzi, my period’s coming soon. Better make use of the time you’ve got.”

  That woman… Zhang Yang hung up, feeling a tingle in his chest.

  Gao Qi gave him a side glance, kicked off her heels, curled her long, snow-white legs onto the companion bed, and asked, “Done reporting to your two wives?”

  She was wearing a black miniskirt, and when she folded her legs, the skirt naturally rode up, exposing a hint of pink panties at the end of her smooth thighs.

  “What are you staring at?” Gao Qi quickly pressed her skirt down.

  “Not like I haven’t seen it before.” Zhang Yang looked at the sleeping He Ting and sighed. If he and Gao Qi did it later and her dad suddenly woke up…

  His balls tightened at the thought.

  They watched two soap opera episodes, and before they knew it, it was almost midnight. Gao Qi yawned. “I’m sleepy. Going to bed.”

  Then she just flopped onto the bed, taking up three-quarters of the space.

  Zhang Yang looked at the tiny 1.2-meter-wide bed, dumbfounded. Was he supposed to sleep on top of her?

  Screw it. He was exhausted too—barely slept last night. He took off his jacket, climbed into bed, wrapped his arms around her waist like an octopus, and pressed himself against her.

  Gao Qi elbowed him a few times but gave up. “I’m tired. No funny business tonight.”

  “Uh… then why’d you make me buy condoms?”

  “I was teasing you,” she muttered.

  That pissed Zhang Yang off. He yanked off her jacket, pulled the blanket over them, and started unbuttoning her shirt.

  “You bastard… it’s too early!” Gao Qi whispered, “The nurse does rounds at midnight.”

  Sure enough, before she even finished, there was a knock. “Room check!”

  Gao Qi gave him a look, pressed a finger to her lips, and pulled up the curtain around the bed. “Don’t make a sound, okay? They don’t allow extra visitors.”

  Then she called out loudly, put on her jacket, straightened her clothes, and opened the door.

  The nurse didn’t seem suspicious—just checked the IV and blood pressure, gave a few routine reminders, then glanced at the curtain before leaving.

  “Finally, we can sleep in peace.” Gao Qi yawned, shut the door carefully, pulled the curtain back, and returned to bed.

  As soon as she lay down, Zhang Yang stripped off her jacket again. She rolled her eyes but obediently nestled against him. After a moment, she whispered, “Leave the skirt on…” Then her hand snaked down, teasing his growing erection. “So eager already?”

  Zhang Yang quickly stripped himself naked, then undressed her until she was wearing only that black skirt. When he lifted it and slid off her pink panties, his fingers brushed her wet entrance—she was soaked.

  Heart pounding, he grabbed a condom, but Gao Qi stopped him, giving him a sultry glance. “Idiot, just go in. I’ll take the pill tomorrow.”

  Zhang Yang froze. Damn, wasted fifty bucks. Then he thrust inside, immediately enveloped by a warm, tight sensation. Damn, she was still tight as hell.

  Gao Qi moaned softly, whispering, “Be gentle… if I scream later, it’s your fault.”

  Fuck! This woman… Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and decided to punish her hard. “Scream all you want!”

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