Dashing Student

The morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the room. Hu Die lazily turned over, instinctively reaching her arm to the side, only to find emptiness.

She groggily opened her eyes and found the other side of the bed already cold. Startled, she sat up and saw she was alone, a hint of sadness crossing her face.

She knew Chen Nan must have left while she was asleep.

Well, it's better this way. She never liked the sadness of farewells!

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On the other side, Chen Nan had already boarded the plane.

Guided by the flight attendant, he reached his seat in first class. Just as he fastened his seatbelt, a strong scent of perfume wafted over.

Turning his head, he saw a woman in a dark blue flight attendant uniform bending over, sorting luggage.

The uniform was tailored extremely tightly, highlighting her curves beautifully.

Under the pencil skirt, her legs encased in black stockings were straight and long, the high heels further accentuated her slender ankles.

As she straightened up, the name tag on her chest gently swayed with her motion, faintly revealing a sliver of white from her shirt collar.

"Mr. Chen, would you like a blanket?" She sensed Chen Nan's gaze and turned her head with a charming smile.

Her red lips slightly parted, and the tear mole at the corner of her eye added to her allure under the cabin's soft light.

Her fingers, painted with rose-red nail polish, lightly rested on the seat back, the scent from her wrist floating subtly with her movements!

Chen Nan said, "A glass of juice, please, thank you!"

"One moment, please!" the flight attendant said politely, then poured a glass of orange juice and brought it to Chen Nan. When she bent over at that instant, a buxom sight was entirely exposed from her neckline!

Like a freshly steamed bun, it was white and tender, looking incredibly full and plump!

Chen Nan took the juice, his gaze inadvertently sweeping past her neckline, suddenly frowning slightly, and said, "Have you been feeling chest congestion lately, especially feeling swollen and painful before your period?"

The flight attendant was stunned, a trace of embarrassment flashing on her face, then barely smiled and said, "Mr. Chen, you must be joking."

Chen Nan's expression remained calm as he continued, "It's more serious on the left side than the right, noticeable pressure pain when side sleeping at night, occasionally radiating to the underarm."

The flight attendant's expression instantly froze, shock appearing in her eyes.

She instinctively covered her chest, her voice lowered, "How...how do you know?"

Chen Nan smiled slightly, "I'm a doctor. I can tell from your complexion and posture just now. You have typical mammary gland hyperplasia, not severe, but if prolonged, it will affect your health."

The flight attendant bit her lip, hesitated for a moment before whispering, "How should I treat it?"

Chen Nan casually said, "Your condition isn't serious; it'll recover through massage!"

Just then!

A sharp perfume scent suddenly attacked, accompanied by the crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground.

"Massage?" a lazy yet mocking female voice rang out, "Isn't it a certain someone trying to use the excuse of treatment to do something improper?"

Chen Nan turned his head, only to see a woman with an extremely hot figure standing there.

She wore a tight black dress that clung like a second skin, wrapping her proud curves!

Her full bosom raised the fabric into a breathtaking curve, beneath which was an exaggerated hip line, and the skirt slit faintly revealed her long, proportionate legs!

Her skin was as white as snow, reflecting a pearl-like sheen under the cabin lights.

The slightly curled chestnut long hair hung loosely, accentuating her exquisite oval face into cold beauty.

Most captivating were those eyes, elongated phoenix eyes slightly tilted upward, imbued with a touch of superior arrogance!

The flight attendant instinctively stepped back half a step, a trace of embarrassment on her face.

Chen Nan's expression remained unchanged, he calmly said, "Traditional Chinese Medicine emphasizes observing, listening, questioning, and feeling. I was merely giving advice based on her symptoms."

The woman let out a light snort and elegantly sat in the seat next to Chen Nan.

As she crossed her legs, the skirt slid up a bit more, showing more of her white thigh skin.

A delicate ankle bracelet was fastened to her slender ankle, and with the tap of her toe, it sparkled with tiny glimmers of light!

"Mammary gland hyperplasia is very common!" She said, her red lips barely revealing white teeth as she spoke, "Just go to the hospital and get some medicine."

She gave Chen Nan a sidelong glance, her full bosom slightly rising and falling with her breath, "Some people's so-called 'massage therapy' is nothing but an excuse for ulterior motives."

The flight attendant awkwardly smiled, whispered her thanks, and left in haste.

Chen Nan turned his head to look at the woman beside him.

From this angle, he could clearly see her perfect profile, and beneath her low-cut design, an abyssal channel.

She exuded a sharp perfume scent mixed with a faint body fragrance, causing the heart to race.

"Seems this lady is quite knowledgeable in medicine?" Chen Nan asked with a half-smile.

The woman turned her head, her red lips curled into a dangerous curve.

She leaned slightly forward, making the view down her neckline even more revealing, "Knowledge isn't quite right, just seeing too many men like you... wearing a doctor's facade!"

Chen Nan's gaze lingered on her chest for a second, then calmly moved away, "And your recent insomnia, dreaming frequently, irregular periods, is it also from seeing too many frauds?"

Her smile instantly froze.

Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, her full red lips parted, yet she was momentarily speechless!

Chen Nan didn't bother acknowledging her, he closed his eyes to rest!

Soon the plane took off!

Once the plane achieved stable flight, the cabin lights dimmed a bit.

Just then, the woman next to Chen Nan suddenly groaned, her slender fingers clenched the armrest tightly.

Her delicate eyebrows were furrowed, her forehead dotted with fine beads of sweat, her red lips turned slightly pale, her whole body involuntarily curled up.

The flight attendant noticed something was wrong and quickly came over to ask with concern, "Miss Shen, are you feeling unwell?"

The woman bit her lip, struggled to squeeze out a few words, "Stomach...ache..."

Her voice carried a tremor, her originally proud and cold charisma completely gone, now only vulnerability remained.

A wave of cramping pain from her lower abdomen left her barely able to straighten up, her long legs pressed tightly together, the tips of her high heels trembling slightly against the floor.

The flight attendant panicked, urgently using the broadcast to ask if there was a doctor on the plane, but no one stepped forward!

Chen Nan sighed, undid his seatbelt, and stood up, "Why don't I give it a try?"

The woman lifted her pale face, an expression of resistance in her eyes, "No... no need..."

Chen Nan ignored her refusal and directly squatted in front of her, pressing his slender fingers lightly against her lower abdomen, "Irregular periods, uterine cold and blood stasis, plus the iced water you drank earlier, the cold has entered your body, causing such pain!"

His palm was warm, subtly finding her painful spot through the thin fabric of her dress.

She instinctively wanted to push him away, but when his fingertips applied a special technique of pressure, a warm current suddenly spread from the contact point, the pain miraculously easing somewhat!

The woman stared at Chen Nan in shock, "You... are indeed a doctor?"