C1 Responsible to Me

"Take off your pants and lie down."

Wearing medical gloves, Cheng Bingyun pressed the man's navel evenly three inches below the navel.

"You want to … "Bullsh * t?" the masked man asked, raising an eyebrow as she continued to move her hand down.

"I am only pressing the acupoints, and will not touch it. Please do not worry." Cheng Bingyun's expression did not change as she continued with her work.

She was a male therapist who specialised in "no" men, giving them confidence.

The masked man in front of her was one of the countless male patients she had.

Cheng Bingyun pushed harder on all the special acupuncture points and found no reaction from her opponent.

She took out the tool box and switched on the electricity. Then, she placed the blue chip against his groin and slowly adjusted the current.

"If you increase the current, it will die young." The man frowned, obviously displeased.

"This is the treatment process, please trust my professionalism."

Cheng Bingyun cast aside all distracting thoughts as she carefully observed the changes in it with a concentrated expression on her face.

Even after the treatment was over, there was still no reaction from the man's body.

"Your illness is a little troublesome, but please do not give up on the treatment. Our doctors will take responsibility of you until the end."

Cheng Bingyun took off her mask and naturally picked up the tools on the table.

"Alright, I'll wait for you …" To me. "

The masked man stood up. When he said those words, he seemed to have deliberately leaned towards Cheng Bingyun, causing her to let her imagination run wild.

Cheng Bingyun frowned and walked out of the room without thinking too much.

She wasn't going to have anything to do with this man with the empty bag and the fake gun.

As soon as he returned to the clinic, he received a call from his cell phone.

"Yun, your brother has returned. He's back for a reunion dinner tonight." Cheng's mother went straight to the point.

Cheng Bingyun froze for a moment. She couldn't help but clench her hand around her phone.

It's been five years and he's finally back?

The memories that were sealed in the depths of his brain had broken through their shackles, and every single scene played out before him.

That man's appearance, that man's voice, and that burning hot chest …

Cheng Bingyun suppressed the distracting thoughts in her heart and replied in a low voice, "You guys eat, I won't go."

The two who had once been intimate with each other were now separated by a "kinship" distance.

It wasn't that he didn't want to see it, but that he couldn't.

"Don't mess around, your brother is right below your clinic." Cheng's mother's words made Cheng Bingyun suck in a breath of cold air.

Did he come to find me?

While Cheng Bingyun was still in a daze, the door to the clinic was pushed open.

The man who walked in with big strides was his mother's so-called brother. It was also the secret in her heart — — Lee Zecheng.

He looked much steadier and more reserved than he had five years ago, when he was brash and wild.

Lee Zecheng looked up at Cheng Bingyun. There was no trace of warmth in his cold expression.

"Long time no see, sister."

The title came out of his mouth like a sharp dagger, slicing across her heart.

The pain was indescribable.

Five years ago he had refused to acknowledge her as his stepsister, but now he was calling her by her name.

"Your brother is talking to you!" The phone was still ringing when Cheng's mother heard the commotion.

"He is not my brother, we are not related by blood! And my account didn't go with you! "

With a pale face, Cheng Bingyun hung up the phone after she finished her sentence.

She did not understand why she was so anxious to deny this relationship.

Lee Zecheng looked straight at Cheng Bingyun's face and took a few steps towards her. The distance between the two of them was extremely close.

He opened his lips slightly, and a warm breath landed on her lips. "I'm not your brother. Who is that to you?"