Though paralyzed, still radiantly charming!

Chapter 54: I don’t want to die a virgin

Mrs. Miller walked ahead, her delicate skin and stylish outfit a clear indicator of a well-off household.

In her thirties, she was in the prime of her life, like a ripe peach that oozes juice at the slightest touch.

Ethan, sitting in his wheelchair, followed behind her, silently admiring how all the right curves on Mrs. Miller seemed perfectly full.

Despite her slender frame.

Such a figure would be perfect for a model.

When Mrs. Miller reached another VIP hospital room, she knocked lightly three times before opening the door and gesturing for Ethan to enter.

“Let’s go, push me in,” Ethan took a deep breath to calm his nerves. It was his first time helping someone fulfill their last wish.

“Mission Name: Ryan’s Dying Wish.”

“Mission Description: Help Ryan fulfill his dying wish. Reward Points: 1000.”

Securing these 1000 points would restore his physical condition to that of a healthy twenty-year-old woman, finally freeing him from his frail state.

The VIP hospital rooms were similarly furnished.

Upon entering, Ethan saw Ryan on the hospital bed, not even twenty, with gaunt cheeks and long hair partially covering his face, an IV needle in his arm.

He was propped up on pillows, flipping through a book.

Despite also having a terminal illness, he seemed better off than Ethan, still able to move around.

Blair wheeled him over to the bedside.

“Ryan, this is Ethan.” Mrs. Miller tied her long hair back, squeezing out a gentle smile despite looking exhausted. The maternal love in her eyes was unmistakable.

“Hi, I’m Ryan.” Ryan put down his book, offering a friendly smile.

“I’m Ethan.” Ethan wanted to shake hands but remembered his medical records listed him as partially paralyzed, so he just smiled back.

He sized up Ryan, finding the boy even more amiable than he had expected.

Clearly, he had been raised well.

“I’m Blair,” Blair said, standing behind Ethan, her expression calm.

Ryan looked up at Blair’s tall stature and handsome face, his expression slightly tense.

“The fruit’s all gone, I’ll go buy some more,” Mrs. Miller said, seeing the good vibes and standing up with a smile. “You young folks chat for a bit.”

After she left, the room fell silent.

“Sorry, Ethan, it must have been my mom who asked you to come talk to me,” Ryan said apologetically, a hint of shame flickering in his eyes.

Here Ethan was, in a wheelchair, and still asked to keep him company.

“Do you not have friends who come visit?” Ethan asked directly.

Ryan’s mouth twitched at the question, a testament to Ethan’s knack for conversation. He managed an awkward yet polite smile, glancing at Blair:

“I went to a private high school where most were too busy with their studies.”

“So, you don’t have friends?” Ethan pressed, not wanting to be so blunt, but he had no choice—the mission was to help Ryan fulfill his dying wish.

Time was precious, and there was no room for small talk.

Ryan clearly struggled under the pressure, his eyes constantly darting to Blair’s expression. Boys his age always cared deeply about the attention of beautiful women nearby.

Even if those women were just strangers.

“Of course I have friends, but they’re all in college now, busy with their studies. I don’t let them come too often,” Ryan chuckled. “You probably understand, right? Those kinds of looks, they make things heavy for both of us. Just being able to attend my funeral will make me happy.”

He spoke frankly, his eyes sincere.

Ethan knew he wasn’t lying. What people seek after all is friendship, love, family. “Are you a virgin?”

“Whoa.” Ryan nearly jumped out of bed, his mouth twitching. “I don’t think this is an appropriate topic right now.”

He really couldn’t keep up anymore. What kind of weirdo had his mom brought to talk to him?

This wasn’t a friendly chat,it felt more like picking a fight.

He glanced at Blair, who showed no expression, and then relaxed a bit. “Ethan, is there anything else? I’m feeling a bit tired.”

He was clearly annoyed, convinced Ethan was just some twisted guy looking for trouble.

“It seems so,” Ethan said with a genuine smile. “Ryan, let me be straightforward. I’ve been close to death several times, teetering on the edge of life and death. At those moments, I thought about all the important things I hadn’t done yet. It would be too bitter to leave things that way.”

His words carried deep emotion.

Ryan’s gaze dimmed, as he could completely relate to such feelings as someone constantly on the brink of death.

Seeing his reaction, Ethan knew he was getting through. “I told myself, if I survived, I’d dedicate the rest of my life to helping others fulfill their wishes, so they wouldn’t have any regrets.”

He looked earnestly at Ryan. “I have friends who can arrange things for you. Don’t worry, there’s no charge. You just need to tell me, is this your regret?”

Ryan had a loving mother and a good family background.

As a virgin, he would definitely regret it if he died that way.

Ethan was also guiding him, trying to figure out how the system judged the fulfillment of wishes.

“Huh?” Ryan looked puzzled. Discussing this kind of thing at their first meeting seemed like a scam.

“You have nothing to lose, right? This will be our secret.” Ethan lowered his voice. “Are you really okay with it, being a virgin from birth to death, never having touched a woman?”

Ethan gave a self-deprecating laugh. “Believe me, do you think I care about worldly riches in my condition?”

Ryan’s face changed several times, hesitating before nodding. “This stays between us.”

He couldn’t find a reason to refuse. If this guy messed up, he could simply deny it, no harm done.

“Of course, just us. I’ll find a way to distract your mother, it won’t be hard,” Ethan leaned in. “I promise.”

Ryan felt like he must be crazy.

But he found himself nodding uncontrollably.

“Wait for good news.” Ethan nodded at Blair. “Let’s go arrange things for our good friend.”

Blair, following his instructions, remained silent throughout.

After receiving the signal, she pushed him away.

Ryan watched their backs, a flicker of gratitude in his eyes, a surge of anticipation rising within him. As a true virgin, how could he refuse such an offer?

No doubt, despite being paralyzed in a wheelchair, this young man was a true hero.

Ethan was wheeled out of the room.

“Are you really going to arrange it?” Blair couldn’t help but ask.

“Where would I get the money?” Ethan waved his hand dismissively. “Let’s just wait here.”

He stayed at the corridor entrance for a while until he saw Mrs. Miller returning.

“Mrs. Miller,” Ethan said, his expression awkward. “Ryan doesn’t want to die a virgin, He’s looking to hire a call girl,but it’s not something he dares let you know about.”