Chapter 218 217: Call Me Good Big Brother

An hour later, Xu Yue collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat and completely drained of energy.

Yang Xun, feeling refreshed and invigorated, kissed her on the lips and said with a smile, "I'll head back to my room, then. You get some sleep."

Xu Yue murmured an "Mm," but after the door closed, the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl into a smile.

Early the next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through a gap in the curtains, and Yang Xun was woken by his phone ringing.

He groggily fumbled for his phone. Seeing the caller ID was Xiaolin, he answered, but before he could even speak, Xiaolin's urgent voice came from the other end.

"Yang Xun! Where are you right now? I need to see you about something!"

Yang Xun yawned, his voice lazy. "What's wrong, Miss Xiao? So urgent this early in the morning. Don't tell me you miss me already?"

"Cut the crap!"

Xiaolin's tone lacked its usual harshness, replaced by a hint of panic and unease.

"I... I'm at the hospital. The test results are back. You were right about everything—I really do have a cyst in my abdomen."

Hearing this, some of Yang Xun's sleepiness faded. He leaned against the headboard and said nonchalantly, "Oh? And what did the doctor say?"

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds before Xiaolin's voice returned, noticeably softer. "The doctor said the same thing you did. If it isn't dealt with soon and it keeps growing, it could press on my ovaries and affect my ability to have children."

She paused, her voice trembling slightly. "He recommended I have surgery as soon as possible to remove the cyst."

"Then get it done. That kind of surgery is very routine these days. It's minimally invasive, and the recovery is fast."

Yang Xun's tone was casual.

"But I don't want surgery,"

Xiaolin's voice was filled with clear resistance and fear. "I've barely even had a shot in my entire life, let alone gone under the knife! Besides, the doctor said the procedure might affect my ovarian function. What if... what if the surgery fails and I can't have kids afterward?"

She took a deep breath, her voice now pleading. "Yang Xun, since you were able to diagnose my condition, you must have a way to treat it without surgery, right? Please, will you help me?"

Yang Xun was silent for a few seconds, not answering immediately.

'To be honest, Xiaolin's cyst wasn't a big deal for him.'

'The Rejuvenation Medical Scripture recorded several methods for eliminating cysts without surgery. With his current Cultivation and medical skills, he was perfectly capable of curing her.'

'The problem was, he remembered with perfect clarity how Xiaolin had treated him in the past.'

'Every time they met, it was either cold sarcasm or disdainful glares. She was always calling him a "good-for-nothing" or saying he "wasn't good enough for Xu Yue." She'd never once given him a pleasant look.'

'And now that she knew he was capable, she came running to him, begging for help?'

'There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world!'

The corners of Yang Xun's mouth turned up slightly, but his tone grew indifferent. "Miss Xiao, are you sure I'm the one you're looking for?"

"I seem to recall you saying I was just a good-for-nothing, live-in son-in-law who delivers food. How could a good-for-nothing like me possibly know how to treat illnesses? Aren't you just getting desperate and trying anything?"

The other end of the line went silent.

Xiaolin clearly hadn't expected Yang Xun to throw her own words back at her. She was stunned for several seconds before stammering, "I... I didn't... I didn't know you back then..."

"Oh? So not knowing someone gives you the right to call them a good-for-nothing?"

Yang Xun interrupted her unhurriedly, his tone tinged with mockery. "Miss Xiao, in your eyes, I used to be lower than trash. Now that you need me, you come running for my help. Do you really think that's appropriate?"

Xiaolin was left completely speechless.

She bit her lip, admitting to herself that her past attitude toward Yang Xun had been excessive.

But now, having to swallow her pride and beg the person she used to despise the most... it was a truly awful feeling.

"Yang Xun..."

After a long silence, Xiaolin's voice finally came again, much quieter than before and filled with an unprecedented sincerity.

"I was wrong before. I apologize. I shouldn't have said those things to you, and I shouldn't have looked down on you..."

"You can even yell at me in return if you want! As long as you're willing to treat me, I'll do anything!"

Hearing the sob in Xiaolin's voice, most of Yang Xun's anger had actually dissipated.

After all, Xiaolin was Xu Yue's best friend, so it wasn't worth it to really hold a grudge. Still, he didn't verbally relent. "I'm at home. Come over and we'll talk."

"Okay! I'll be right there!"

Xiaolin hung up immediately, as if she had just received a pardon.

About thirty minutes later, Xiaolin pulled up to the entrance of the Xu Family Villa in her white BMW.

Today, Xiaolin was wearing a loose white T-shirt and light-blue jeans that accentuated her slender, graspable waist and made her shapely butt look even fuller. Her face was free of makeup, giving her a fresh, youthful vitality.

She walked quickly over to Yang Xun, her beautiful, almond-shaped eyes filled with obvious nervousness and anticipation.

"You're here?"

Yang Xun had his hands in his pockets, his tone casual.

"Mhm..."

Xiaolin nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Yang Xun, about before... I'm sincerely apologizing. I shouldn't have said those things about you."

Yang Xun waved a dismissive hand and turned to walk inside. "Let's talk inside."

At this hour, there was hardly anyone else in the villa. Yang Xun sat down on the sofa and looked up, sizing up Xiaolin.

Xiaolin grew uncomfortable under his gaze, unconsciously wringing her hands and lowering her eyes, not daring to meet his.

"I get it now. You're not a good-for-nothing, you're very capable. I admit I was blind to your worth before, okay?"

Yang Xun raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, 'okay?' Is that your idea of a sincere attitude?"

Xiaolin bit her lip, her voice on the verge of tears. "Stop bullying me. I'm really scared of surgery. Last time, you just put your hand on my stomach for a little while and the pain went away. You must have a way to treat this."

Yang Xun leaned back on the sofa and said lazily, "Oh, I can treat it, sure. But I have this little flaw—when I'm in a bad mood, I don't pay much attention when treating patients. Mistakes can happen."

Xiaolin froze for a second, then realized the hidden meaning in his words. She quickly asked, "Then how can I put you in a good mood?"

"It's simple. You know how you made me unhappy before? Now you get to make me happy."

Yang Xun watched her, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into a playful smirk.

Xiaolin's cheeks instantly flushed red. Of course she could tell that Yang Xun was deliberately making things difficult for her.

But the thought of the cyst in her abdomen that could worsen at any moment made her grit her teeth. She still asked in a low voice, "Then... then how do you want me to make you happy?"

Seeing her look of shame and anger, forced to bow her head, brought Yang Xun an immense sense of satisfaction.

He spoke slowly, "First, you have to call me 'Big Brother'."

Xiaolin's eyes flew wide open, and she stared at him in disbelief. "You... Don't you go too far!"