CH 134.2

Xiao Jing’s fingernails were clean, but his wrists were mottled.

Not only his wrists, but the rest of his hands had bruises. These were signs of blood stasis, meaning that Xiao Jing was tortured before his death.

Bai Lixin continued to look down, and when he opened the clothes at the waist, he was stunned.

He frowned at Dijia, who nodded helplessly: “He was violated before he died.”

Below was a red, swollen and eroded wound.

Not only that, but his entire lower body was covered in bruises, particularly around his knees, where there were crisscrosses of many small wounds.

Bai Lixin only felt a cloud of gloom pressing against his chest, which he couldn’t shake for a long time.

He covered the body again, his actions very gentle. The body was carefully covered, and there wasn’t a wrinkle in the cloth.

The boy’s face was pale and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he were sleeping soundly.

Bai Lixin stroked the boy’s face twice and zipped him up.

After finishing, Bai Lixin picked up the tag and flipped it over, but there was no teacher’s name on the tag.

Bai Lixin: “Who was Xiao Jing’s class teacher?”

Dijia: “Xiao Jing’s suicide caused a lot of trouble. His class teacher was dismissed because of improper management.”

“None of the teachers who were involved in that incident remained at school.”

“If you want to know who did this to Xiao Jing, you should ask him directly, assuming that the ghost in red in your room is indeed Xiao Jing.”

Bai Lixin looked at Dijia and said, “By the way, Doctor Jia, I want to ask you about another person.”

Dijia: “Let’s go out and talk.”

The two left the morgue, and Bai Lixin followed Dijia to the examination room.

The infirmary has been quiet recently, indicating that the players have adjusted to the school’s rules and regulations.

Dijia asked Bai Lixin to wash his hands, and asked, “Whom did you want to talk about?”

“Do you know Teacher Sheng?”

Dijia lowered his head and focused on grabbing Bai Lixin’s hand to assist him with the washing. The white bubbles slid over every crevice, trying to extract dirt from every nook and cranny.

Bai Lixin didn’t have to move; he simply sat back and enjoyed the doctor’s first class service.

Dijia: “There is only one teacher called Sheng in the school.”

“He is the head of Academic Affairs and does not teach; he specializes in awarding and deducting points from students and teachers.”

“He came to Wensong High School about ten years ago. He started out as a school doctor, and then went to the Academic Affairs office.”

The man’s tone was solemn, and his fingers grazed and pinched the back of Bai Lixin’s hand.

The tingling sensation caused Bai Lixin’s shoulder to tremble.“He started in the infirmary? Did you notice anything unusual while he was there?”

Dijia turned on the faucet and squeezed Bai Lixin’s pearl-like round fingertips before placing them under the tap to rinse them: “I did, do you want to know?”

The transparent water washed away the thick bubbles, and when Bai Lixin looked down, he realised that Dijia’s hands had interlocked with his at some point, looking intimate and ambiguous.

“Of course I want to know,” Bai Lixin gulped.

The doctor rubbed Bai Lixin’s fingertips slowly, his normally low voice shrouded in huskiness. “All right, I’ll tell you everything you need to know.”

“He seemed very interested in Xiao Jing’s corpse. I found him rushing out of the morgue twice, but I don’t know what he did with Xiao Jing’s corpse.”

“After all, I’m a proper doctor,” the man said, shaking Bai Lixin’s hands to dry them off. “I can’t spy on people.”

Bai Lixin: “……”

A proper doctor?

You?

Come on.

Dijia’s voice grew deeper and Bai Lixin was led to the examination bed as if he was possessed. “Try and guess, was it Teacher Sheng who humiliated Xiao Jing? And he came here to destroy the corpse?”

“There’s a possibility,” Bai Lixin was in a bit of a trance. By the time he came back to his senses, he found himself bound to the examination bed, and he was startled, “What did you just do to me? Did you hypnotize me?”

Dijia’s face was solemn as he took pale yellow latex gloves from a nearby box and put them on. His long fingers slid into the gloves, instantly making them taut and curvy.

They were more attractive than any of the other hand models in the cabinet.

Dijia lowered his gaze to the young man on the bed, “I’m a doctor, hypnotizing patients as a means of treatment.”

“I suspect that you were frightened earlier, so I have to check you.”

“Another heart test?” Bai Lixin asked calmly, looking at the equipment Dijia had pulled out.

Dijia placed his hands on Bai Lixin’s waist and said flatly, “No, we’re checking the lower half today.”

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In the live broadcast room.

[Doctor Big boss: Who dares contradict me now!]

[Sure enough the big boss’s unnaturalness is only short-lived. After coming to his territory, the funny big boss became a domineering master again, is it because of the location?]

[It’s surprising that he can do hypnosis, isn’t that a common trope in those adult movies! The big doctor was so distressed that he had no choice but to hypnotize God Xin.]

[Tsk tsk tsk, you just don’t get it. Is a hypnotized individual still a person? Not anymore! It’s a different persona. The doctor likes God Xin, not another persona.]

[I see. The screen has been black for a long time; how can everyone be so calm?]

[They are checking the lower part, what is there to be surprised about. 】

[ It would be nice if the system only blocked below the neck, I heard from a friend that other rooms are blocked below the neck when something happens.]

[Well, I can use this time to get some sleep. Guys, tell me when the screen is on again.]

[Okay, take it slow. 】

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“Your skin is a little dry and cracked; you’re dehydrated and need to replenish with nutritional fluid.”

A cold gelatinous liquid was applied, and Bai Lixin’s hands clenched into fists, his toes curled up, and his body tensed up.

Dijia turned to face the struggling young man, his cheeks flushed and his pupils rippled with watery mist, like a ripe peach.

Juicy, sweet and delicious.

Dijia continued to move his hand after secretly taking a deep breath, asking, “Why are you reacting so much? Didn’t I tell you to get more exercise? Did you not turn a deaf ear?”

Bai Lixin couldn’t answer Dijia’s questions, so he shook his head frantically, trying to shake off the annoyance he’d suppressed in his heart.

Dijia stared at the young man; the other party had his eyes tightly closed.

The force in his hand increased, “Answer, do you usually exercise?”

Bai Lixin’s lips twitched as he replied woefully, “Yes, I do. I really do.”

“Have you?” Dijia pressed two fingers against the muscle, “Why is it so hard? It should be ripe and open if you’ve been exercising it.”

“It appears that you are not strict with yourself; you have not exercised long enough.”

“Why do I always have uncooperative patients? Do you know you can make your muscles stiff? It will be more difficult to loosen, so it must be done all at once.”

“Be patient; I’ll help you stretch your muscles.” Dijia’s voice slowed, but his movements were unaffected. “Scream out if it hurts; don’t hold back.”

Bai Lixin stared at Dijia in a daze, his watery eyes glinting at him as if seducing him.

With his whole body under control, he was forced to get Dijia’s treatment.

A long time passed before Dijia finally stopped the treatment.

The young man on the examination table went limp as unfathomably intense stimulation continued to hit his brain.

He looked as if he had just been salvaged from the water and was now completely transformed into a child of the sea.

Dijia took out disinfectant wipes and gently cleaned the young man.

Half of the box of wet wipes was gone before Dijia helped the young man up.

At this moment, the young man was like a puppet on a string, at the mercy of Dijia’s hands.

His entire body was leaned against Dijia, and his head was resting on Dijia’s shoulder, his hazy eyes giving Dijia a sad expression.

Bastard!

Dijia supported the young man, patting his back soothingly and saying with a smile: “Don’t blame me, it’s really for your own good. A doctor wouldn’t harm his own patients, right?”

Bai Lixin spoke with difficulty, his voice sticky and hoarse: “Teachers are harming their students, while doctors receive red packets. Don’t make yourself sound so noble.”

Dijia: “Don’t compare me to some scum, I’m a proper doctor.”

“By the way,” Dijia brushed the red marks on Bai Lixin’s wrist, “did I hurt you in the biology laboratory yesterday?”

The smell of heather filled the air and Bai Lixin blushed.

Dijia tentatively asked again, “Were you angry?”

Although Bai Lixin blushed, he shook his head.

Dijia secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, he shouldn’t have listened to someone else’s bad ideas, and came up with his own.

Wasn’t Bai Lixin cooked now?