The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

"Where's the mouse? Did it run away?"

Xu Xiuxia was still reeling from the fright the rat had given her. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she clung tightly to Yang Shuisheng's neck and asked him a question.

She didn't seem to realize that she was practically hanging on Yang Shuisheng, their bodies pressed tightly together in an extremely intimate position.

"He ran away, he ran out the door."

Yang Shuisheng felt his throat was a little dry and tried to answer in a calm voice, but his hand was still on her smooth waist and back, the touch of which made him feel restless.

Hearing the mouse run away, Xu Xiuxia's tense body suddenly relaxed, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

But just as she was catching her breath, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

He was holding Yang Shuisheng tightly in his arms!

Moreover, she was only wearing a thin t-shirt and shorts, her full breasts pressing tightly against his hard chest, and her thighs were also pressed against him.

"what!"

She let out a short scream, abruptly releasing her arms from Yang Shuisheng's neck. She staggered back two steps, frantically clutching her chest to cover herself. Her face instantly flushed crimson, her eyes darting away, avoiding Yang Shuisheng's gaze. She stammered an apology: "I...I'm sorry, Shuisheng, I...I was just so scared. I didn't mean to, I..."

"I'm the one who should apologize."

Yang Shuisheng quickly withdrew his hand from her waist, turned around abruptly to face away from her, took a deep breath to suppress the agitation in his heart, and said in a slightly strained voice, "I shouldn't have barged in so rashly. I'm just glad you're alright."

"It's not your fault! You were just worried about me." Xu Xiuxia tried to sound calm. "It's good that the mouse got away. Thank you, Shuisheng."

"Okay, then I'll go out too. Sister Xia, you can continue changing your clothes. I'll wait for you outside." Yang Shuisheng said, and started to walk out, leaving this awkward and blood-pumping scene.

However, just as he passed by Xu Xiuxia, who was bowing her head and blushing, Xu Xiuxia suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.

Her palms were burning hot and sweaty, and she gripped them tightly.

Yang Shuisheng paused, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at her in surprise.

In the dim light, Xu Xiuxia's profile was flushed with an alluring blush. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she bit them hard, her eyes filled with struggle.

"Sister Xia, you..."

She's pulling on me, what does she want to do?

Countless thoughts flashed through Yang Shuisheng's mind in an instant.

Could it be that she wants to...?

Xu Xiuxia was currently experiencing an internal struggle.

The tight embrace just now, Yang Shuisheng's strong masculine aura and firm hold, and the awkward yet exciting contact in the car earlier, were like a fire that completely ignited the desires she had suppressed for many years and buried deep in her heart.

She was a normal woman. Her husband had been gone for so many years, and she had been raising her child and running the restaurant all by herself. In the quiet of the night, the emptiness and loneliness almost consumed her.

The Yang Shuisheng before me is not only young and handsome, but also capable and kind-hearted...

The urge to be embraced by him, to be filled by him and to be completely released grew stronger and stronger, growing wildly like weeds, almost breaking through the cage of reason.

She grabbed Yang Shuisheng's arm, her lips parted several times, and the words "Shuisheng, can you stay and keep me company?" were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back with great willpower.

No! This can't be done!

I can't be so shameless, and what if he refuses?

How will they meet again? How will they get along?

Overwhelming shame and reason ultimately prevailed over desire.

"No...it's alright now."

She slowly released her grip on Yang Shuisheng's arm, lowered her head even further, and said in a voice barely audible, "You can go now, I'll continue changing."

Yang Shuisheng could sense the intense turmoil in her heart.

Although he didn't know exactly what she was thinking, he could vaguely sense a trace of that struggle.

He didn't say anything, just nodded and quickly walked out of the bedroom, pulling the curtain back closed to separate the inside from the outside.

Once outside, Yang Shuisheng let out a long breath, feeling a thin layer of sweat on his back.

The scene in the bedroom just now was too stimulating; Xu Xiuxia's nearly naked and alluring body and the soft, warm touch when they were pressed together were still lingering in his mind.

He calmed himself down and tried to drink some water to calm his nerves, but was surprised to find that the eight streams of energy in his dantian were unusually active at the moment, circulating in his body much faster than usual, as if they had been stimulated by the intimate physical contact with Xu Xiuxia earlier.

Could it be that... it's not just deep conversations, but even relatively intimate physical contact, especially when the other person is aroused, can benefit his cultivation of the "Joyful Union Qi Cultivation Technique"?

This discovery sparked a thought in Yang Shuisheng's mind.

If that's the case, then maybe in the future... A bold idea flashed through his mind in an instant.

Xu Xiuxia clearly had feelings for him, and it seemed she had been suppressing them for a long time; her desires were probably quite strong.

If one could truly cultivate with her, would the effect be even more significant than that of Liu Xianglan?

Just as he was lost in thought, the bedroom curtains were lifted.

Xu Xiuxia had changed into a clean floral dress and her hair had been combed again. Although there was still a slight blush on her face, her expression was much more natural, but her eyes were still somewhat evasive.

"Shuisheng, thank you so much for your help today," Xu Xiuxia said softly, her head bowed.

"No trouble at all." Yang Shuisheng waved his hand and stood up. "It's getting late, Sister Xia, I'll head back now."

"Okay, sure." Xu Xiuxia saw him off at the gate, watched him push his bicycle out the door, whispered "Be careful on the road" and then closed the gate.

Yang Shuisheng got on his bicycle and rode along the same route he had come from, heading towards Taohua'ao.

The night breeze brought a touch of coolness to his face, gradually calming his restless heart.

"Oh dear, I almost forgot!"

After riding for about five or six minutes, just as he was about to leave the town, Yang Shuisheng suddenly squeezed the brakes to stop and patted his head.

We asked Xu Xiuxia to cook in the village today, but we haven't paid her yet.

Although Xu Xiuxia said she didn't need it, he couldn't really refuse to give it to her.

They worked hard all afternoon and most of the night, putting in both labor and effort; it wouldn't be fair not to pay them.

He didn't want to owe anyone a favor, especially not for this kind of work.

Thinking of this, he immediately turned his bike around and rode back towards Xu Xiuxia's house.

Fortunately, he didn't ride very far and returned to the street corner where Xu Xiuxia lived in just a few minutes.

He parked his bicycle outside the gate, took out fifty yuan from his pocket, and went over to knock on the door.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he froze.

The gate to Xu Xiuxia's house was not closed properly, leaving a small crack, and it seemed that a light was still on inside.

Why isn't the door closed properly this late?

Was it forgotten, or...?

Yang Shuisheng felt a little strange and a little worried.

He hesitated for a moment, then gently pushed the door open.

"Squeak—"

The door hinges made a slight sound, and the door was pushed open.

The courtyard was quiet, and the door to the main room was open, letting in the dim light of a kerosene lamp.

Yang Shuisheng peeked inside and found the main room empty.

"Sister Xia?" he called softly, but no one answered.

Are you asleep?

But the door wasn't closed, and the light was still on... Yang Shuisheng frowned, took two more steps forward, and arrived at the door of the main room.

Just as he was about to speak again, or simply leave the fifty dollars on the table, a suppressed sound suddenly came from the bedroom next to the main room.

"Hmm~~~"

"Uh~~~"

The sound... was like a woman's panting, intermittent, faintly drifting out through the bedroom door that wasn't completely closed.

Yang Shuisheng's body stiffened abruptly, and he stopped in his tracks.

He understood what that sound was almost instantly!

His heart began to beat faster again, involuntarily.