I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

While Ye Qianxue was intoxicated by her older sister's alluring charm, Wang Shiying had completely healed Yan Ziming's legs.

"OK, mission accomplished!"

Wang Shiying picked up a towel and wiped her sweat; her white coat was already soaked with sweat.

While treating Yan Ziming, she was highly focused, and coupled with Yan Ziming's soft and seductive moans, she had reached her limit.

As the tingling sensation in her legs began to disappear, Yan Ziming breathed a sigh of relief. Just a hair's breadth away from completely snapping her mind.

Phew, it's finally over.

My throat was dry and uncomfortable, and a burning sensation came over me.

Just now, Wang Shiying stuffed something into her mouth, and that thing sucked all the moisture out of her mouth.

As her blurry vision cleared, Yan Ziming saw two figures in front of her, one of whom seemed to be gesturing at her with something in front of him...

Wait! Two?

Yan Ziming instantly snapped back to reality and discovered that Ye Qianxue was snapping photos of her with a camera.

Holy crap, how did she barge in?! Does that mean she saw everything that made me look so pathetic?!

Yan Ziming wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

And you little brat, you dare take pictures? You think I won't tear you apart?!

He opened his mouth, trying to tell Ye Qianxue to stop, but no sound came out.

Damn, that thing's still stuffed in my mouth.

Ok?

Suddenly feeling his belt loosen, Yan Ziming quickly sat up straight, pulled the silk object out of his mouth, and scolded Ye Qianxue, "Qianxue! What are you doing in here? Didn't I tell you to leave!"

"I was just worried about my older sister..." Ye Qianxue said somewhat guiltily, hiding her phone behind her back.

Yan Ziming raised an eyebrow and extended a hand, placing it flat in front of Ye Qianxue: "Hand it over."

Ye Qianxue whistled, pretending not to hear Yan Ziming's words.

"Still pretending to be stupid, huh? Take it out now, or I'll get angry."

"Tch...the older sister was clearly very cute just now."

Ye Qianxue closed her eyes and slowly handed over her phone. Her struggling appearance and trembling hands made it seem as if Yan Ziming had done something heinous to her, which made Yan Ziming feel a little guilty.

[She clearly did something wrong, so why do I feel so disgusted with her?!]

Yan Ziming shook his head, as if trying to shake away his guilt, and then focused his attention on the phone that Ye Qianxue had handed over.

The password seems to be my birthday...? I remember my birthday is...

After entering the four numbers 0123 in sequence, the lock screen opened.

On the desktop, Yan Ziming found a newly created photo library. Clicking on it, she discovered that it was full of her own photos. After browsing through them for a while, Yan Ziming's face turned red and white with anger.

What are all these things in here?!

There are photos of her taking a shower, changing clothes, and sleeping—all sorts of pictures, and the most outrageous one is even a picture of her wearing a nude apron!

Chapter Ninety: Where Did My Socks Go?

I only put that apron on casually at the time, and changed back into normal clothes in less than a minute. I never wore it like that again.

How did Ye Qianxue manage to capture this?

Especially in these photos, there are some things she did that she herself doesn't even remember. When exactly did Ye Qianxue start secretly taking pictures of her?

Yan Ziming felt a wave of fear and raised her level of vigilance towards Ye Qianxue to another level.

"Big sister, please don't look at me like that, it will make Qianxue sad..." Ye Qianxue felt a little embarrassed by Yan Ziming's gaze and lowered her head, but her eyes were fixed on Yan Ziming's body without blinking.

Yan Ziming stood up, about to lash out, when Wang Shiying's voice drew her attention away from Ye Qianxue.

"Before we deal with your family matters, could you please put your clothes on? It's quite conspicuous."

!!!

Oh right, I forgot that I've already taken off all my clothes.

Yan Ziming glanced at the clothes and found them scattered on the table next to Ye Qianxue.

Yan Ziming gave Ye Qianxue a cautious glare with her beautiful eyes, then began to adjust her stockings.

This guy must have found out a long time ago, but he didn't tell me. He's getting more and more outrageous.

No, I must teach her a lesson after this expedition is over.

Yan Ziming was determined to correct Ye Qianxue's bad habits, otherwise Ye Qianxue might do even more outrageous things in the future.

[But the treatment is really effective; there isn't a single scar left.] Yan Ziming thought to himself.

As she was getting dressed, she noticed that the previously gruesome wound had vanished, replaced by her usual snow-white skin. She pinched it hard with her hand and felt no pain at all. Yan Ziming's opinion of Wang Shiying rose even higher.

Leaving aside the torturous tingling and itching sensation...

I put on the over-the-knee sock on my left leg and reached out to grab the one on my right leg, but I found nothing.

"Hey, where did it go?" Yan Ziming couldn't find the other pair of over-the-knee socks anywhere.

The first person she thought of was Ye Qianxue.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Sister! Qianxue would never do that!" Ye Qianxue was a little annoyed after being caught by Yan Ziming's suspicious gaze.

Qianxue is such a cute and well-behaved girl, how could she do such a thing? This is clearly impossible...!

Ye Qianxue suddenly remembered what she had stuffed into Yan Ziming's mouth before. Now that she thought about it carefully, wasn't it very similar to the feel of stockings?

A possibility came to mind, but Ye Qianxue remained expressionless, maintaining her pitiful look.

It seems I misunderstood her? But she wouldn't just disappear without a trace, would she?

Yan Ziming shifted his gaze to a black silk item on the bed.

It was something she had just pulled from her mouth, still glistening with her saliva. She had subconsciously ignored it before, but now, after searching around, it seemed to be the only thing left...

Shouldn't...

"Who just stuffed something into my mouth?"

Yan Ziming's veins bulged on the back of his hand as he slowly asked.

"Of course it's your sister," Wang Shiying said, sitting to the side with her hands supporting her chin, looking ready to watch the show.

Yan Ziming stretched out two fingers and picked up one end of the black silk item, unfolding it. The shape was that of her other missing over-the-knee sock.

"Night—Thousand—Snow!"

Yan Ziming roared, turning around to teach Ye Qianxue a lesson, but when he looked back, Ye Qianxue was nowhere to be seen. She had long since disappeared.

"This dead girl!"

Looking at the wet over-the-knee socks, it was obvious they were no longer wearable. But that wasn't what angered Yan Ziming the most. After all, if they couldn't be worn, they couldn't be worn. He could just not wear them at all.

The worst part is that the socks she'd worn all day were stuffed into her mouth? Just thinking about it is disgusting; no one could stand it... uh, no, maybe Ye Qianxue would even be secretly pleased?

Yan Ziming quickly turned on the tap to rinse his mouth, continuing for a full five minutes until he felt completely clean before he recovered.

Turning around, Yan Ziming saw Wang Shiying laughing uncontrollably and felt a little annoyed.

"How are you? Do you feel any pain anywhere?"

After laughing for a while, Wang Shiying asked Yan Ziming if he felt unwell.

"No, I feel great. Doctor Wang is truly amazing!" Yan Ziming said, not forgetting to flatter Wang Shiying.

"Don't be so polite. If you don't mind, you can just call me Sister Shiying."

"Okay, Sister Shiying."

"Speaking of which, little sister, the moan you made just now was really enchanting~ I almost couldn't control myself."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ziming's pretty face turned bright red, and she said in a self-deprecating tone, "Who told you to treat me so strangely, Sister Shiying!"

Subconsciously, the tingling sensation returned, and Yan Ziming shivered.

No wonder no one came to her for treatment despite her being a level seven healer. Who the hell would dare to come here? Once you've experienced that tingling and itchy feeling, you don't want to experience it a second time.

"Well... Sister Shiying, I have something to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

After tidying his clothes, as if to cover up his embarrassment, Yan Ziming thanked Wang Shiying again and was about to walk outside.

But Wang Shiying stopped her again: "Wait, you haven't paid your medical bills yet."

Ga?

Aren't you a military doctor? How come you're also charging medical fees?

Chapter Ninety-One: Can I owe you for now?

"You don't actually think you can hire a level seven healer without paying them, do you?"

Seeing Yan Ziming's bewildered expression, Wang Shiying felt both annoyed and amused.