Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 647: Chapter 647: The Corpse Is Missing

"Kong Lingwen, are you taking me for a massage stick!"

Yang Cheng was laughing in exasperation. Even if he had supernatural abilities and could go all night without stopping, that did not mean lining up several brides for him to tire out.

"Absolutely not, Enlightenment can only be one bride per night. If you’re in a hurry to leave, there can only be a few brides left, and you’ll have to come back next time to enlighten them."

Yun Chan quickly interjected.

Enlightenment was a long-standing custom passed down through the village, not something that could be easily broken, and she wanted Yang Cheng to stay a few more days.

"Alright, then later you can send me out of the deep mountains; I’ll call my dad and ask how things are going. If it can wait a few more days, you can enlighten all the brides before leaving. If things are dire, we should hurry back."

Leaving Zhonghai for this long, Kong Lingwen felt a vague sense of unease.

Although she hadn’t been on good terms with her father before, some misunderstandings had been cleared up. After all, they were blood-related father and daughter, and she couldn’t help but worry about him.

"Let’s do as you say. After lunch, I’ll take you out, and we can go to the city to buy some things. But for now, I have to go up the mountain to deal with the corpse of that old wretch."

Yang Cheng couldn’t just let Lai Zhongyao’s body be exposed in the wilderness because it contained strong corpse poison, which would not only contaminate the land but also affect the surrounding flowers, grass, and trees.

Moreover, there was a water source near the cave; if the corpse decomposed, it would contaminate the water. Villagers drinking corpse-poisoned water would immediately die.

"Then wait for me; I’ll go with you and bury it in a place no one would go."

Yun Chan wrapped herself in clothes and headed toward the bathing tub.

Yang Cheng nodded and left the room, bringing in several buckets of hot water and pouring them into the tub.

The room was filled with steam. After getting closer the previous night, Kong Lingwen and Yun Chan had become much closer, and they entered the tub together, helping each other wash.

Yang Cheng stood to the side, feeling a bit parched, but there were important matters to attend to today, and he couldn’t waste time.

He was still savoring the thrilling moments from last night, but regrettably, he had to enlighten the brides tonight and couldn’t continue enjoying their service.

After staying in the room for a while, he couldn’t bear it anymore and stepped into the courtyard for fresh air, only to see Wen Ying climbing up a wooden ladder.

Her foot slipped, and she accidentally lost her footing, screaming as she fell.

Yang Cheng dashed over and caught her steadily, whispering, "Aunt Wen, be careful."

"Thanks to you, I was really frightened just now."

Wen Ying, still shaken, clung tightly to Yang Cheng’s neck, their bodies pressed close together.

Women in Hidden Cloud Village usually married young, having children in their teens. So even though she was Yun Chan’s mother, Wen Ying was only in her thirties.

Living in the village, nurtured by the land, her appearance and figure could easily be mistaken for a twenty-something—plump, graceful, with dimples showing when she smiled.

"Little Divine Doctor, you can put me down now."

Wen Ying’s cheeks flushed as she released her hold on him.

It took Yang Cheng a moment to realize what she meant, and he let go, offering, "What were you getting from the ladder? I can help."

"Okay, I’ll hold the ladder for you."

Wen Ying stepped forward with a smile, holding the ladder.

With Yang Cheng’s skills, he didn’t really need the ladder, but since she was holding it, he didn’t refuse. He climbed up in a few steps and fetched the item.

Yet Wen Ying didn’t take it right away; instead, she stared blankly at Yang Cheng’s crotch. Following her gaze, he saw a large tent pushing against his pants.

When he climbed up the ladder, she noticed he was aroused, with his sizable Dragon Root almost tearing his pants.

She had heard about Yang Cheng’s exceptional endowment, but hadn’t expected it to be so astonishing. No wonder two women couldn’t handle his vigor.

"Auntie, don’t get the wrong idea. I just came out of the room; the two of them were bathing, so I..."

Yang Cheng awkwardly covered his crotch.

"It’s okay, it’s normal; Auntie has been through this."

Wen Ying giggled awkwardly, quickly looking away and hurrying into the kitchen.

Since Yun Chan’s father passed away, she had lived a solitary life. But today, seeing Yang Cheng’s strong, robust physique and observing his endowment, she couldn’t suppress her desires.

She understood why her daughter was falling for Yang Cheng—not only was he skilled at medicine and handsome, but also exceptionally capable in that regard.

Soon, Yun Chan and Kong Lingwen finished bathing, and Wen Ying walked out of the kitchen.

Noticing her mother’s flushed cheeks, Yun Chan asked worriedly, "Mom, why is your face so red? If you’re feeling unwell, let Yang Cheng take a look."

"N... no need, it’s just hot in the kitchen."

Wen Ying spoke in embarrassment, unable to admit she had feelings for her daughter’s boyfriend and had imagined many vivid scenes earlier.

Yun Chan looked at her suspiciously, sensing something odd. Normally, her mother would chat with them during meals, but today she ate silently, focusing on her food.

Yang Cheng also remained silent, realizing he was indeed aroused when holding Wen Ying earlier. But she was Yun Chan’s mom; he couldn’t possibly have such thoughts.

Moreover, Yun Chan was conservative, and finding out about something like this would make her unforgiving.

After lunch, Yang Cheng took Yun Chan up the mountain. Without Lai Zhongyao’s threat, they leisurely held hands, feeling like a couple on a secret date.

Yang Cheng bent down to pluck a flower, tucking it into Yun Chan’s hair with a smile, "You look beautiful!"

Yun Chan blushed and hugged him, standing on tiptoe to peck his lips.

Affection filled their eyes, extending a half-hour walk to a full hour before reaching their destination.

Yang Cheng quickly walked to the grassy spot, and seeing the empty ground, his expression suddenly stiffened.

"What’s wrong?"

Seeing his daze, Yun Chan stepped forward a few paces, only finding wilted grass.

"Lai Zhongyao’s body is gone."

Yang Cheng’s face darkened, his back feeling chilled.

He had clearly confirmed that Lai Zhongyao was dead—no vital signs could escape the eyes of a divine doctor.

But why did the corpse disappear suddenly?

Could there have been someone else in the mountains, and why would they take Lai Zhongyao’s body?

Many questions surged in Yang Cheng’s mind, leaving it in chaos and feeling unsettled.