"Ah ah ah, you're the one who's sick—your whole family's sick!"
Tang Xiaoxiao nearly exploded. Her internal storm had fully erupted.
Her period, which should have come two days ago, was a no-show. Now, her nerves were stretched thin.
And here was this guy—Jiang Chen—telling her she was unwell?
Unbearable!
Jiang Chen, seeing her disbelief, didn't get offended. He simply said calmly, "I'm serious, Officer. You've been feeling dull pain in your lower abdomen, haven't you? Sweating for no reason, dizzy sometimes, painful periods?"
He paused, then added more details with a straight face, "Also—frequent urination, urgency, a feeling like you're not done even after peeing, and… sometimes the stream fans out."
To make his point clearer, Jiang Chen even demonstrated what a "fan-shaped stream" looked like using his hand.
Tang Xiaoxiao covered her forehead, absolutely mortified.
Frequent urination? Incomplete flow? Forked stream?
Why not just say it to my bladder directly?!
Yet, after the wave of embarrassment passed, she suddenly realized…
What Jiang Chen described—matched her symptoms exactly.
Jiang Chen noticed the flicker in her eyes, then leaned in slightly and whispered, "Your forehead is dark, lips dry, spirit scattered. You've clearly been stressed lately. Nothing's been going your way. And your period—it hasn't come for a while now, right?"
Tang Xiaoxiao's pupils trembled.
"What… how do you know that?"
Jiang Chen grinned faintly. "Not only do I know—"
He tapped the center of his chest. "—but I can fix it."
Tang Xiaoxiao's jaw clenched, her leg itching to rise and kick him. But then she recalled what happened the last time she kicked him.
Reluctantly, she put her foot back down.
She glared at him, cheeks flushed, and said through clenched teeth, "You're a fraud! You're worse than fake monks selling miracle charms! Trying to act like a doctor and peeping at girls—aren't you ashamed?! Lock him up! He's clearly swindled countless women already with this act!"
Hearing that, Jiang Chen sighed inwardly.
All he did was point out her health issue. Now he was a pervert and a scammer?
Where's the logic in that?
Once downstairs at the beauty parlor, all six female staff members were already lined up, including Lan Huanxi.
She had her head bowed, quietly sniffling and wiping tears from her eyes.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen frowned. "She's not that kind of girl—why'd you bring her in too?"
Tang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes. "Please. They all work in a hair-washing shop. If they're not selling themselves, what are they doing?"
Jiang Chen responded flatly, "Can't a lotus grow unsullied in the mud? She's still a virgin. How could she be doing business?"
Tang Xiaoxiao nearly burst out laughing. "A virgin? How would you know? Did you… verify it personally?"
Jiang Chen ignored the insinuation. "Her pelvic bones are intact, posture tight, complexion flushes when embarrassed, and her gaze is shy without any seduction. If she's not pure, who is?"
The room went dead silent. Then erupted.
The officers and staff alike looked at Jiang Chen like he was a living legend.
Even the proprietress, Huang Yan, couldn't help but speak up. "Officer, he's telling the truth. Huanxi hasn't sold herself even once. Just last month, a client offered her 50,000 for her first time. She refused on the spot."
The other women nodded subtly.
Lan Huanxi lifted her head, eyes filled with disbelief as she looked at Jiang Chen.
Gratitude. Awe. A mix of emotions stirred within her.
Tang Xiaoxiao, though skeptical, had studied criminal psychology. She couldn't see any deception in Jiang Chen's gaze.
It wasn't just the clarity of his words. The responses from everyone around confirmed what he said.
But… how did he know?
Could someone really see that with their eyes?
If so, what was the point of all the forensic exams?
Jiang Chen seemed to read her mind.
He leaned over again, voice smooth and casual.
"Officer, you're also still untouched. But that last layer of yours..."
He gave her a meaningful look, then added lightly,
"...might be gone already."