Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 589: Chapter 568: Administering Medicine

Seeing Little Dragon Girl bustling around, seemingly worried sick for Sun Zhe, Sun Wei couldn’t help but feel gratified.

He knew very well the temper of this little aunt — she had always detested humans to the bone, yet didn’t expect her to care so much for Sun Zhe, even going so far as to give away her most precious essence blood.

"Hmm... does she intend to be my daughter-in-law?"

Sun Wei scratched his head, his expression gradually turning strange.

In the midst of his thoughts, Little Dragon Girl suddenly leapt onto the Wanmu Cauldron, standing upon its rim and throwing a series of punches into its interior.

Punches fell from above into the cauldron, the crackling explosion was deafening!

Startled, Sun Wei asked, "Senior, what are you doing?"

Little Dragon Girl glanced at him, as if what she was doing was entirely natural: "Refining bones, smashing them and then remolding them."

"Xiao Zhezi awakened his bloodline incompletely due to artificial intervention in Gathering Spirit, so it’s a good opportunity for me to intervene with external force."

Suddenly understanding, Sun Wei said, "I see. Then it’s quite troublesome for you."

...

In a blink of an eye, night descended.

Beimian Family Headquarters.

In the private estate belonging to Jiang Yunfei.

Upon a delicate pavilion.

Yao Yuelong stood by the railing, gazing dazedly at the bright moon in the night sky, seemingly wrapped in thought.

"It’s so late, Priest Yao not resting?"

Sun Wei stretched lazily, walking slowly to her side.

Yao Yuelong turned, looking at his handsome yet weathered face covered in stubble, asking, "When are you departing?"

Sun Wei sighed, "Afraid I won’t be able to wait for Xiao Zhe to awaken."

Her expression dimming slightly, Yao Yuelong replied, "It’s inevitable, you have duties to fulfill."

Sun Wei suddenly chuckled, "But it’s rare to be out, might as well steal a lazy day or two. I want to return to see Shiyue first — as for Xiao Zhe... once everything settles, we’ll reunite. Meeting him this time is already an unexpected gain."

Gently nodding, Yao Yuelong said, "Yes, go ahead. After so many years away, she should be longing for you."

"Uh... I’ll leave Xiao Zhe in your care then."

Thinking for a moment, Yao Yuelong said, "He’s my husband; where’s the trouble?"

At her words, Sun Wei’s gaze shook, he paused for a moment before shaking his head in helpless laughter.

Yao Yuelong asked, "How are we handling the people from Beimian Family?"

Sun Wei replied, "I only manage matters related to the Spirit Realm, and besides, this is the Northern Country; I shouldn’t meddle. But now that Huang Tianjing is dead, others will likely behave."

"That is true."

"Then I’m off." Sun Wei stepped aside, facing the night, black and white wings blossomed like flowers behind him.

"Remember to pass on what I left to Xiao Zhe."

"Understood. Until we meet again."

"..."

...

Time passed unknowingly.

When Sun Zhe groggily awoke, a shaft of bright sunlight was filtering through the window slats into the room.

The glare instinctively made him raise an arm to cover his eyes, only slowly reopening them once he adjusted to the light.

His next instant of realization stunned him.

His vision wasn’t singular anymore, his lost eye had grown back!

Then, delighted, he found the hand covering his eyes was whole and unblemished.

His severed right hand had also returned!

"What’s going on?"

He sprung upright, but a sudden wave of fatigue forced him back down.

His entire body felt weightless, as though it had a mind of its own, refusing to obey.

"Sister Long!"

"Sister Long, are you there?"

He wanted to call out for Little Dragon Girl but found the White Jade Ring missing from his hand.

"Creak—!"

Just then, the door swung open with a somewhat grating noise.

Collecting his thoughts, Sun Zhe followed the sound, realizing he was lying in an antique, aromatic room.

The decor suggested it was a woman’s room.

"You’re awake?"

"You’ve slept for two days. Didn’t expect you’d wake so soon."

Jiang Yunfei, in a fluttering white dress, carried a steaming bowl of herbal soup as she stepped inside.

With each step, her skirt billowed, revealing slender, beautiful legs wrapped in fine white stockings.

Looking at the stunning beauty with such seductive allure, Sun Zhe suddenly felt bitter inside, quickly averting his gaze.

Though his body hadn’t regained its strength, his second-in-command surely had!

Jiang Yunfei cast a glance at the conspicuously rising "Pyramid", a lovely blush fleeting across her face as she silently cursed, yet betraying no sign, she sat at the bed’s edge, placing the bowl on the nightstand.

Sun Zhe shrank back, somewhat wary as he watched her, "Why is it you?"

Jiang Yunfei chuckled, "Rest assured, I mean no harm; I am no longer your enemy."

Sun Zhe observed her, silent, as if trying to discern something from her eyes.

Matching his gaze, Jiang Yunfei suddenly brightened with a smile, "Ah, your eye is restored; you look more handsome now — perhaps your sister might really fall for you."

Sun Zhe remained silent, keeping his guard up.

"Alright, no more teasing. Your companions are all recovering, so only I can care for you."

Sun Zhe was quiet for a moment, then asked, "What exactly happened that day?"

His memory froze at the point of being maimed and dragged to the altar by Huang Tianjing, after which he knew nothing.

He recalled a prolonged nightmare, spiraling into an endless hell, tormented by various agonies, leading to utter collapse, until wholly unconscious.

Losing his focus, Jiang Yunfei suddenly lifted him up, employing an irresistible force to move his body.

"What are you doing?"

Smiling, innocently or purposefully, Jiang Yunfei shifted her dress blocking her thighs, exposing a pair of polished silky legs as she eased Sun Zhe’s head onto her lap.

"You haven’t regained your strength yet, let me feed you the medicine."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe sniffed the bowl for harmful elements before nodding consent.

In truth, refusal was futile.

Now, powerless as he was, inferior even to an ordinary person, he had no choice but to yield to the woman’s sway.

"Though unsure why this woman changed, remaining calm seems wiser."

"Moreover, lying on the thighs of a supreme beauty sipping herbal medicine, the treatment feels rather nice."

Thinking thus, Sun Zhe nestled snugly, eyes closed, musing how soft and fragrant these white silk thighs were.

Just as he opened his mouth anticipating bitter medicine, darkness suddenly enveloped him, and before he could react, soft lips descended, enclosing his mouth, while a tender, aromatic tongue slipped inside to explore.

Sun Zhe’s eyes flew open, staring at the orange-eyed beauty so near, "Mm... mm... what... are... you..."

"..."