Chapter 92 Carrying Him Up the Mountain

Lin Chen was surrounded by Zhang Peng and his three roommates, who teased him relentlessly. Before they had walked more than a few steps, sweat was already beading on his forehead.

"I ran too fast just now."

"It's too hot!"

Lin Chen wiped away his sweat, panting heavily.

"Brother Chen, were you a long-distance runner in the past?"

Lin Chen shook his head. "No, I'm just a liberal arts student."

Zhang Peng patted him on the shoulder.

"That's amazing."

"If I had to cover that distance, it would take me at least twenty minutes,"

"and I might not even make it here."

"Look at how hot you are."

Lin Chen wiped his forehead, unable to stand the sweltering heat any longer.

"It's scorching. I'm taking this off."

He casually pulled off his jacket, then lifted his t-shirt underneath and took that off as well.

Wu Gang, Li Lei, and the other seven people went silent for half a second.

Wu Gang's eyes went wide.

"Holy crap..."

"Brother Chen, your physique is impressive, huh?"

Li Lei also leaned in, looking envious.

"How long have you been training to get these eight-pack abs?"

"The definition is insane; you've been hiding this well."

Only then did Lin Chen notice his own body.

"This must be the effect of that potion!"

"The effect is way too strong."

"It seems I've even grown a little taller."

"My field of vision is higher, and I've got eight-pack abs now."

He touched his cheeks.

"Even my facial features have become more refined."

If the Lin Chen from before was handsome, then the current Lin Chen was undeniably a super Handsome Guy.

He sighed inwardly, "No wonder my muscles were aching while I was running."

It was because his energy was focused on making good time; otherwise, if he had sat still to feel the effects of the potion, it would have been quite intense.

Lin Chen just smiled and didn't offer much explanation for Li Lei's questions.

As soon as the four girls' gazes fell upon Lin Chen, they couldn't move their feet.

Chen Qian's cheeks heated up slightly, and she quickly averted her gaze, though she couldn't help but sneak another glance.

A girl next to her whispered teasingly,

"Qianqian, look at how good Lin Chen's body is."

Chen Qian gave a light cough.

"Don't look around. Let's hurry up; weren't we going to climb the mountain?"

The group headed up the mountain, chatting and laughing during the first half of the journey.

Zhang Peng and the others were chattering away in front, while Lin Chen walked alongside Chen Qian and the others.

"Lin Chen, do you exercise often?"

Chen Qian asked, taking the initiative.

"Occasionally, I guess."

"No wonder your body is so good."

After she said this, she felt a bit embarrassed herself.

The higher they went, the steeper the mountain path became.

Lin Chen kept a close watch on Chen Qian, whose eyes were like rippling autumn water.

She possessed a natural, youthful, and radiant charm, with a tall figure, a full bust, shapely hips, and a smooth, slender neck.

She had a pair of elegant, long legs.

When they reached a flight of stairs halfway up the mountain, Chen Qian's foot slipped, and she lost her balance.

"Ah...!"

She let out an involuntary cry as her ankle twisted violently, and she nearly fell.

Lin Chen was quick-witted and agile; he grabbed her by the waist.

"Careful!"

After Chen Qian steadied herself, she winced in pain as soon as her foot touched the ground.

"It hurts so much... I think I sprained it."

Lin Chen crouched down and gently touched her ankle.

"Don't put any weight on it, just stay still."

Zhang Peng and the others crowded around.

"How is it? Is it serious?"

"We're in the middle of nowhere; how are we going to get down?"

Chen Qian tried to take a step on her tiptoes, but her face went pale from the pain.

"It's no good... I can't walk at all."

Lin Chen looked up at the steep mountain path, then at her reddened eyes, and turned around.

"Let's turn back from here; we need to go back and see a doctor for a checkup."

"It would be bad if you injured a bone!"

He walked up to Chen Qian and bent over.

"Get on."

Chen Qian was stunned.

"Huh?"

"I'll carry you down."

Lin Chen's tone was very natural.

"Don't dawdle; the longer we wait, the worse it will get."

The girls nearby teased,

"Wow~ Brother Chen is so manly."

Chen Qian's face turned beet red, and she hesitated.

"Won't that be too much trouble for you..."

"What trouble? Hurry up."

Lin Chen tilted his head slightly, revealing his well-defined back.

"Don't worry, I won't drop you."

Chen Qian looked at Lin Chen, who was bare-chested.

She bit her lip and gingerly climbed onto his back.

Her large breasts pressed tightly against Lin Chen's back.

She could smell the scent of male hormones, now within arm's reach.

She sighed inwardly, "Ah, the smell of this... it's already making me feel lightheaded!"

A strange, tingling sensation instantly spread throughout Chen Qian's body.

Lin Chen also felt the softness on his back.

But her body didn't feel heavy at all; it was no different from carrying a backpack.

This was the change in his physique and the increase in his strength.

Lin Chen held her legs steadily and stood up to head down the mountain.

His back was broad and solid, and every step he took was steady.

Chen Qian rested her head gently on his shoulder.

Her heart was beating uncontrollably fast, and even the pain in her ankle faded significantly.

"Lin Chen..."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you."

The corners of Lin Chen's mouth curled up slightly.

"It's nothing."

Lin Chen's pace was fast and steady; he was practically speed-walking.

The wind rushed past his ears, and the tourists along the road stared in amazement.

A handsome man carrying a beautiful woman, radiating an aura that was both strong and doting.

They drew countless envious gazes along the way, and many girls secretly took out their phones to snap photos, whispering to each other.

In the eyes of passersby, this short walk down the mountain looked just like a scene from an idol drama.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Lin Chen hailed a taxi with a wave of his hand.

When opening the door, he carefully protected Chen Qian as she sat in, then bent down to follow.

His movements were fluid and gentlemanly, and he didn't let her experience a single bump during the whole process.

Arriving at the hospital, Lin Chen took care of registration, payment, and X-rays in one go, with astonishing efficiency.

Before long, the two of them entered the orthopedics clinic.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Lin Chen's gaze paused for half a second.

The female doctor sitting behind the desk wore a slim-fitting white coat; the collar was modest but couldn't hide her curves.

She wore a light blue shirt underneath, with the sleeves neatly rolled up to her forearms, revealing a section of her fair, delicate wrists.

Her long hair was loosely tied behind her head, with a few stray strands clinging to the side of her neck, giving her a cool and clean temperament.

When she slowly looked up and took off her mask, the entire clinic seemed to brighten up a little.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, the corners of her eyes slightly upturned, and her nose bridge was high.

Her lip color was faint, yet she possessed a natural, cool, and alluring "big sister" aura.

The white coat on her wasn't serious; it was a restrained and high-class uniform temptation—clean, sharp, and extremely feminine.

Her gaze first fell on Chen Qian's foot, then she slowly raised her eyes to look at Lin Chen.

Her eyes clearly paused for a moment, and her lips curled slightly.

"Sprained your foot?"

Her voice was clear and moist, with a hint of light magnetism; it was very pleasant to hear.

Chen Qian was a little nervous.

"Doctor, I accidentally twisted it while coming down the mountain."

The female doctor stood up and walked over, the hem of her white coat swaying gently, her figure tall and upright.

She crouched down, her fingers lightly touching Chen Qian's ankle with professional and gentle movements, yet those beautiful eyes glanced at Lin Chen from time to time, as if inadvertently.

"Ligament strain, no fracture. Walk less in the near future and use ice packs often."

She stood up, her gaze locking directly onto Lin Chen's face, and smiled.

"My name is Zhao Mengyao, the orthopedic doctor here."

Lin Chen nodded.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhao."

Zhao Mengyao picked up a pen and, while writing the medical record, spoke in a nonchalant tone that was natural yet carried a hook.