I revived the Demonic Sect in North America

Liu Yue practically ran all the way to the door of the health room, calmed her slightly rapid breathing, and then gently pushed the door open.

The room was quiet, with only the faint hum of the instruments.

Li Ang was leaning against the rocking hospital bed, his face still somewhat pale, but his black eyes shone with an extraordinary brightness.

The moment I saw her, a warm smile spread across my face.

"Li Ang!"

Liu Yue walked quickly to the bedside, bent down, and carefully examined his face with concern.

"How are you? Is your injury serious? I heard that during your match..."

Li Ang did not answer immediately, but simply reached out and gently pulled her closer to him.

At the same time, he raised his head and his warm lips accurately pressed against her slightly parted lips, which were trembling with surprise.

Liu Yue's eyes widened instantly, all her unspoken questions and worries were swallowed back.

The two already understood each other perfectly; some things didn't need to be said. It's just...

Liu Yue glanced quickly at the closed door, then lowered her voice, both embarrassed and anxious:

"But...it's class time now. Here...Dr. Payton could walk in at any moment."

Li Ang glanced at the bathroom at the back of the ward, his voice lowered:

"Go inside and lock the door."

Liu Yue's eyes lit up, and she exclaimed with delight:

"good!"

……

For the next three days, whenever Dr. Payton left the ward after completing his routine check-up, Li Ang would immediately call Liu Yue to come and help him with the jungle clearing.

Liu Yue is such a submissive girl.

Always available, never perfunctory, never procrastinating, and willing to skip any class, no matter what it is.

This sincerity also secretly moved Li Ang.

With Liu Yue's help, Li Ang's nearly depleted internal energy is recovering and growing stronger at an astonishing rate.

The damaged meridians and internal organs are repeatedly washed and nourished by a warm and gentle current.

The pain subsided quickly, replaced by a vibrant sense of life.

Dr. Payton was somewhat surprised by Leon's recovery speed, which was beyond the normal recovery range for ordinary people.

But she attributed it only to the unparalleled metabolic capacity and tenacious vitality of young people.

In addition, there was the meticulous care and emotional support from his girlfriend, Liu Yue.

So they didn't investigate further.

However, Li Ang was strictly restricted from getting out of bed and engaging in any activities that might worsen his injury.

……

Friday, match day.

The afternoon sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting alternating stripes of light and dark on the clean floor of the infirmary.

Li Ang and Liu Yue came out of the bathroom.

In order to make it to today's match, Li Ang didn't care if Payton found out and spent the whole day training in the toilet.

He gently moved his shoulders and arms, and the dull pain under his ribs had become extremely slight, almost negligible.

My internal energy has recovered to over 90%, and my physical condition has been adjusted to 80-90%.

Although he hasn't reached his peak yet, I believe he's already good enough to handle tonight's match.

He glanced at the round clock on the wall.

There are less than two hours until the game against the Lincoln College Lumberjacks that evening.

Liu Yue hurriedly tidied her somewhat disheveled clothes and hair, her cheeks still flushed from her cultivation.

She glanced at the time on her phone, let out a soft "ah," and looked apologetic and disappointed.

He looked up at Li Ang, his eyes filled with reluctance:

"Li Ang, I have to go. Today is my birthday. My family insisted on picking me up from school and celebrating with me. I couldn't refuse... Otherwise, I definitely would have gone to watch your match. I'm sorry..."

Li Ang grasped her hand in return, shook his head, and said gently:

"Why are you saying sorry? It's only natural to spend your birthday with family. If anything, I should be the one apologizing."

As he spoke, a hint of shame appeared on his face:

"I've been stuck here these past few days and haven't had a chance to prepare a decent birthday present for you. I'll make it up to you after the competition, okay?"

Hearing him say this, Liu Yue tiptoed and leaned close to Li Ang's ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe:

"Fool...didn't you just...put the best gift...into my body?"

After saying that, she took a half step back and gave a mischievous chuckle.

Li Ang was taken aback at first, then a warm feeling and excitement welled up in his heart.

He reached out and gently pulled Liu Yue into his arms, placing a light kiss on the top of her head, and whispered:

"Thank you, Liu Yue."

Liu Yue snuggled against him, then pulled away, a sweet and shy smile on her face:

"Then I really have to go!"

Li Ang nodded:

"Okay, be careful on the road."

The two exchanged a kiss.

Li Ang returned to his bedside to change his clothes in preparation for the competition.

Liu Yue walked to the door and opened the door to the health room.

The moment the door opened, the smile on Liu Yue's face froze.

Dr. Payton was standing at the door.

Her face still had a faint blush that hadn't completely faded, and her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

She was visibly flustered when she saw Liu Yue come out.

He then forced himself to remain calm, cleared his throat, and said in a slightly deliberate tone:

"Hello, Liu Yue."

Liu Yue has been coming over frequently these past few days and has already become quite familiar with Payton.

Seeing her hiding by the door, not only was she not shy, but she also winked mischievously, giving him a knowing look, and said:

"Hello, Dr. Payton, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting outside all day."

Then he walked away with a slight smile on his face.

Payton's face turned bright red. He composed himself, went into the room, and locked the door behind him.

I saw that Li Ang had just put on his pants, but was still shirtless.

She stole glances at Li Ang's muscular abs as she walked to his bedside.

Picking up the medical record board hanging above the bed, I pretended to look through it, and asked in as calm a tone as possible:

"How are you feeling? Are you still dizzy? Does your wound still hurt?"

Li Ang couldn't care less about being embarrassed at that moment; time was of the essence.

"Dr. Payton, I feel fantastic. Better than ever. In fact, I feel perfectly capable of playing in tonight's football game."

Payton put down the medical record board, his brows immediately furrowing. He crossed his arms and shook his head disapprovingly.

"No. Li Ang, your ribs and soft tissue injuries need time to heal, and your mild concussion also requires rest. Strenuous exercise is too risky; I absolutely cannot agree to your discharge, let alone having you participate in a high-intensity physical activity like rugby."

Li Ang glanced at the clock on the wall; the start of the match was drawing ever closer, and his tone became increasingly urgent.

"Dr. Payton, this game is very important to me. I have to go."

Payton's attitude was also very firm:

"I said, no. I'm your doctor, and I'm responsible for your health. You're going back to bed right now, or I'll call security or inform Coach Duke."

Li Ang looked at Payton's well-maintained face, which at this moment was filled with unquestionable authority.

I glanced again at the constantly moving hands on the wall.

He knew that making a regular request was useless.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

He took a step forward, very close to Payton.

Peyton was caught off guard by his sudden approach and instinctively took a small step back, his back gently resting against the cold wall.

Li Ang braced himself against the wall next to Payton's head with one hand, pinning Dr. Payton against the wall.

He leaned slightly closer to Payton, lowered his voice, and spoke slowly in a volume only the two of them could hear:

"Dr. Payton, haven't you been doing some unpleasant things to me these past few days?"

Payton's body stiffened almost imperceptibly, his eyes flickered slightly, but he maintained his doctor's composure and said in a low voice:

"What...what did you say? Those were just normal physical exams! Don't misunderstand! Also, please move aside, Li Ang, watch your behavior!"

Li Ang didn't move aside; instead, he moved even closer.

"I've heard... Dr. Payton, you've always been very interested in the physically strong male students in school, especially those on the football team. I've also heard that you were a football cheerleader in college, Dr. Payton, is that right?"

Payton's pupils contracted slightly, a flicker of panic crossing his face as if his secret had been exposed. He quickly denied it:

"Who told you that? It's all a rumor."

Li Ang continued in a threatening tone:

"Is this really a rumor? I doubt it, Doctor. What do you think would happen if...someone else found out, or if it reached the school administration? You wouldn't want this to be exposed, would you?"

Li Ang's original intention was to use the information provided by the system to scare Peyton into agreeing to leave.

However, Payton's reaction was completely unexpected by Leon.

She didn't know what she had figured out, but the panic on her face gradually disappeared.

Instead, there is a radiance that blends excitement, playfulness, and boldness.

Instead of being afraid or angry, she raised her head and met Li Ang's gaze, which was very close to hers.

Her red lips curled into an aggressive smile, a stark contrast to her usual dignified demeanor.

"Oh? You're threatening me?"

Dr. Peyton suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist of the hand that Leon was bracing against the wall, with unexpected strength.

Then, to Li Ang's astonishment, Payton suddenly pushed hard!

Li Ang was completely unprepared for the other party's reaction, especially considering his recent recovery from injuries.

Losing his balance, he was pushed back by Payton, staggered two steps, fell backward, and slumped onto the hospital bed.

Peyton seized the opportunity, straddling Li Ang and looking down at him. The top two buttons of her white coat were undone. She leaned down, placing her hands on the edges of the bed on either side of Li Ang, trapping him between herself and the bed. Her eyes gleamed with a burning, bold light, and her voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement:

"Li Ang, do you know what? I've seen plenty of threats..."

Before Li Ang could recover from his shock, her fingertips lightly traced the collar of his hospital gown, and she continued in that alluring tone:

"Want to leave? Sure... but that depends on your performance, whether you can seduce me..."

Li Ang was completely dumbfounded.

This development...

It's completely different from what he expected!