Chapter 424.<h4><b><strong>Chapter 424. Heading to a Bustling City: </strong>Scamming a Doctor. (3/4)</b></h4>


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I was still writing, a voice suddenly called out to me, “Ran, I’m done.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I looked up and Dawn stood directly in front of me with her gaze directed down at my phone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’re yuh doin?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nothing much. How long have you been standing there?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“About five minutes, yuh didn’t even notice me when I exited the room. Are yuh writing a diary or something?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… yeah, something like that. How was it? Did they find anything unusual?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, they didn’t. They said my brain was perfectly healthy without the slightest abnormality.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmmm… if that was true, could it really be a problem with her soul after all?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What am I gonna do when they send me the bill though…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I said you don’t need to worry about it. I’ve already worked something out.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yuh have?” She asked doubtfully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, so just take a seat and rx a bit.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m free to leave, shouldn’t we go now?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you don’t want to pay, you’ll stay.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay then.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She obediently took a seat beside me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Five minutester she asked, “What exactly are we waiting for?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m just waiting for a text from an acquaintance.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re nning to meet someone here?“


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You could say that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ten minutester my phone vibrated and I received the text I’d patiently awaited.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll be right back Dawn, I’ve got to use the washroom.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Again? Didn’t yuh use it only an hour ago?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That was number two, this is number one.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You didn’t have to tell me that.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re the one who asked.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I left Dawn behind, but my destination naturally wasn’t the washroom. I took the elevator down and headed to a room number Wisteria texted me. Luckily it was the same one Dawn had been brought to earlier.


    <span style="font-weight:400">When I entered, Wisteria jumped out of her seat and hugged me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Big brother~ why don’t we have some fun before the doctor gets here~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t be stupid. I only came to drop something off before the doctores to see you.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Drop something off? What?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“This.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? I already have my own. I don’t need yours.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was actually one of the things Dawn entrusted to me for safekeeping before she entered the MRI room. She’d forgotten to take her stuff back and I hadn’t voluntarily offered to return it yet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I need an excuse toe back to the room to make it look natural.” I headed over to where Dawn had been seated inside the room previously and hid the item I’d return for shortly after I fiddled with it a bit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh. That makes sense. You really think of everything.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, I had an hour to kill. I naturally used the chance to formte a few ns depending on the scenario we drew. You getting brought to the same room we were sent to was quite lucky.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s the same one?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe, that really is convenient.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey, start a video call with me and hide your phone somewhere so I know the right time to intervene.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sure.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria did as instructed while I stuffed a ball of crumpled-up paper into the locking mechanism to prevent it from locking properly when the door was closed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Once her phone was in position, Wisteria whispered under her breath, “How perverse, big brother wants to watch the doctor do all sorts of dirty things to me but can’t admit to it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not watching for that.” Annoyed, I exited the room without looking back and made my way to the washroom.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Honestly… it looked pretty bad. To visit the washroom while on a video call watching Wisteria’s every action inside the room. If you didn’t have any context, I’m sure I’d look like a total pervert.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If I wrote a story about this whacky trip with my girlfriend and the scene where Wisteria was together with the doctor was the prologue, it would certainly be very confusing. How did I wind up in this situation? As a reader, I’d no doubt be questioning this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…


    <span style="font-weight:400">After several minutes passed, someone walked into the room Wisteria was inside. It was naturally the doctor who dealt with Dawn earlier.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Doctor, please help me~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-What’s wrong… Miss?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The doctor was taken aback when Wisteria called to him in a seductive tone the second he stepped inside.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Doctor, I’m so hot~ I can’t take it anymore~.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Where do you... feel hot?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Down here~.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria sat down on the table in the room. Her left hand squeezed firmly onto her right breast as her right hand slid down from her neck, over her breast to her abdomen, and finally stopped on her crotch.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please doctor, help me alleviate this heat~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“If this is supposed to be a joke, you should stop.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not a joke, Doc~tor~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I opened the door of the stall I was inside and headed out while I listened in on their conversation through my earpiece and watched the scene developing inside the room.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Please help me~ I need a big strong man to make me feel better~.” Wisteria spread her legs open while touching herself and looking at the doctor with misted-up eyes. No, she wasn’t looking at the doctor, but rather, behind him directly at the camera.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It felt like she was staring at me through the screen.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ehem. Hehehe. Well… I suppose… it can’t be helped. If you need treatment, as a doctor I can onlyply with my patient''s needs.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He seemed like a decent doctor on the surface, but when behind closed doors, a different side rose up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria’s fingers prated the slit between her legs under the tight short skirt she had on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hurry~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hold on, let me… lock the door first.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t wait~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The doctor closed the door behind him and engaged the lock on the doorknob.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He chuckled to himself and said, “This truly is a gift sent from Heaven. Myst patient was also quite the looker and turned me on quite a bit. That stupid kid with her could have done so many things with her while she was standing around daydreaming, but he did nothing? What a moron. When you’ve got an opportunity to smash a beautying onto you like this, it’s only natural for a man to take it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Woah… I seriously didn’t expect to hear thate out of his mouth.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Doctor~ don’t talk about other women~ hurry up and treat me~”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra at the front with her left hand revealing her bare breasts. She groped and squeezed them as she bit her lower lip lustfully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Right away. Don’t worry, I’m… cumming. I’ll be right- no, one with you soon. Hehehe.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The doctor began to unbutton his whiteb coat. He tossed it to the side before he undid his belt buckle. His pants dropped to the ground after he undid the button and pulled down the zipper.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh my~, it seems your medical tool should be more than capable of treating my illness~.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn''t see it from my angle, but it seemed he was more than ready to go.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course it is.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">He approached the desk Wisteria was seated on. As soon as he ced his hands on her breasts, I ended the call and pushed open the door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Excuse… me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I froze up. At least, I pretended to, like I was shocked by what I’d just stumbled across.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What are you doing! How did you open the door! Get out! We’re in the middle of a life-saving procedure here, you fool!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The doctor caught with his pants down… or should I say off… didn’t budge an inch. He just yelled and tried to y it off as if I was in the wrong for intruding on some sort of important treatment to save a patient’s life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Uh… this looks more like you’re using your position as a doctor to have inappropriate sexual rtions with a patient though…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shut up! What do you know about medicine, you brat! Get out!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I mean… I could get out, leave, and act like none of this happened… if you’d be willing to write off Dawn’s MRI fee.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Wisteria stood up and ran past the doctor’s side and hugged my arm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Help me! He’s not performing any sort of treatment at all!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You fucking lying bitch, don’t you dare smear my good name!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Doctor… did you really-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“She came onto me!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I did no such thing, don’t believe him! He’s a monster! He said he wouldn’t treat me if I didn’t pay him appropriately.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Doc… I’d like to believe you and all… but… no matter how I look at this situation… it just looks really bad.”