The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Yang Shuisheng listened to Wu Xiaohe's lewd words, which were filled with satisfaction and coquettishness, but only twitched the corners of his mouth and did not reply.

He gently pushed away the woman who was slumped on top of him, got out of bed, walked to the table by the moonlight outside the window, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of cold water, and gulped it down.

The cool liquid relieved his thirst a little.

He put down the cup, closed his eyes, and felt the ten true qi vortexes in his dantian that had originally reached the peak of the first level of Qi Condensation and were stagnating. Although the number of true qi vortexes remained at ten and did not increase, each vortex was significantly more solid and stronger than before. The speed of rotation and the total amount of true qi contained within them had increased considerably.

A faint shimmering light emanates from the edge of the cyclone, a sign of abundant energy.

"It really worked... and the results were even better than expected."

If it weren't for the fact that he was currently in the bottleneck period between the first and second levels of Qi Condensation, and the number of Qi vortexes could not be increased temporarily, the Yin Qi he had absorbed during his cultivation just now would probably be enough to directly condense two or three new Qi vortexes.

It was a pleasant surprise that Wu Xiaohe, a woman who had been living alone for so long, had accumulated such pure and abundant yin energy.

The domineering nature of the "Hehuan Nourishing Qi Formula" is thus evident.

While he silently experienced the progress in his cultivation, Wu Xiaohe, who was lying paralyzed on the bed, felt somewhat uneasy.

Seeing Yang Shuisheng drink water without saying a word and then stand there with his eyes closed, she assumed he was angry and blaming her for using such a despicable method as drugging him.

She didn't even care that she wasn't dressed yet, and hurriedly sat up, her voice filled with urgency and guilt: "Dr. Yang, are you... are you angry with your sister-in-law?"

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"Sister-in-law... I was just out of my mind for a moment, there's really nothing I can do."

Her eyes were a little red, and she lowered her head, her voice growing softer and softer: "You have no idea how hard it has been for your sister-in-law to live alone these past few years."

"Day and night, I feel like a cat is scratching at my heart, empty and lost. I didn't even think about it before, really."

"But when you treated me during the day, what you said about me having an imbalance of yin and yang and internal heat that needed to be cleared, I couldn't hold it in anymore."

She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears, at Yang Shuisheng's broad, sturdy back, and said aggrievedly, "You asked me to contact that deadbeat of mine. He's been gone for years, and he's the only one who's ever contacted the family. I can't get in touch with him."

"Besides, distant water can't quench immediate thirst. The other men in the village are either ugly and I don't want them, or they have families and I'm afraid they'll cause trouble. So after thinking it over, you're the only one who's suitable."

"You're young, capable, handsome, and single, so I... I've become infatuated with you."

Her voice trailed off as she spoke, until it was almost choked with sobs: "Dr. Yang, it's all my fault, I drugged you, I'm not human."

"You can hit me or scold me, I'll accept it."

"I just ask that you don't really get angry with me and don't tell anyone about this."

"If you ever want to again, your sister-in-law... your sister-in-law will be there whenever you call. Consider it my way of apologizing to you, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuisheng slowly turned around.

Looking at Wu Xiaohe, whose smooth shoulders were exposed on the bed and whose face was streaked with tears, the anger he felt from being drugged dissipated considerably.

Ultimately, this woman was also a pitiful person, driven to extremes by prolonged loneliness and physical needs.

Moreover, judging from the results of his cultivation, he didn't lose out; in fact, he even gained some benefits.

"Alright, Sister-in-law Xiaohe, stop talking."

He sighed, his tone calming down: "This matter ends here."

"Heaven knows, earth knows, you know, and I know. Once we step out this door, let's pretend nothing ever happened."

"And don't mention being available whenever I call again."

"I'm a man, all alone, so if my reputation is ruined, so be it."

"You're different. You're a woman, and you have to make a living in the village. If even a whisper of it gets out, you won't be able to live anymore, understand?"

Hearing his softened tone and his concern for her, Wu Xiaohe was overjoyed. She nodded repeatedly, forgetting to wipe away her tears, and said, "I understand! I understand! Dr. Yang, you have such a kind heart! Don't worry, I swear, I'll keep this to myself and never tell anyone!"

Seeing that she agreed, Yang Shuisheng didn't want to pester her any further.

The medicinal power in his body had been almost completely refined, and his true energy had been largely restored.

He glanced out the window; it was getting late, so he decided to send Wu Xiaohe away so he could continue his research on the century-old wild ginseng and try to break through its bottleneck.

However, seeing that his attitude had improved, Wu Xiaohe regained some of her courage.

She shifted forward, leaning against the headboard, her cheeks still flushed. Her eyes were moist as she looked at Yang Shuisheng. She bit her lower lip, her voice tentative and barely audible as she asked, "Dr. Yang, could you do it again?"

"Just now... just now it was me, your shameless sister-in-law, who took the initiative. This time, can you do it?"

Yang Shuisheng was taken aback and looked at her speechlessly.

This woman's desires are too strong!

She had been working on it for over an hour and was so exhausted she felt like she was falling apart. She hadn't even recovered yet, and she was already thinking about it again.

"Didn't she just come here?" Yang Shuisheng frowned. It wasn't that he was incapable; his energy recovered quickly after cultivation. He just felt that Wu Xiaohe's desires were a bit too strong.

"That was just now..."

Wu Xiaohe blushed even more, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "Besides, besides, I'm the one who's been doing all the work upstairs. This time, this time I want to try what it feels like down there."

She spoke haltingly, but her meaning was clear; she lacked the air of being conquered.

She just wanted to experience what it felt like to be completely controlled by a strong and powerful man like Yang Shuisheng, and to actively demand what he wanted.

Looking at her submissive and alluring appearance, and recalling how this woman had drugged and tricked him earlier, Yang Shuisheng felt a surge of anger that had been suppressed within him.

Want to try the feeling below?

Row!

I was just holding in my anger, so I took it out on you and also consolidated my cultivation.

Thinking of this, Yang Shuisheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he stopped talking nonsense.

He walked over in a few steps, and under Wu Xiaohe's still expectant gaze, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"Ah!" Wu Xiaohe exclaimed softly. Before she could react, Yang Shuisheng pulled her up forcefully.

Yang Shuisheng ignored her exclamation, pressed down on her shoulder with his arm, and made her turn her back to him, with her upper body leaning on the wooden table next to her.

The cold surface of the table made Wu Xiaohe shiver. She instinctively wanted to turn around: "Dr. Yang... Dr. Yang, aren't we going to the bed? This table..."

"Lie still and don't move!"

Yang Shuisheng's deep voice sounded behind her, carrying a sense of authority.

He pressed down on her back with one hand to prevent her from getting up, and with the other hand he pulled her wrist tight.

Wu Xiaohe's body stiffened, then went completely limp. She stopped struggling and instead obediently lay down.

"Mmm~~"

Her cheek was pressed against the cold tabletop, her eyes filled with excitement.