The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

The black Santana drove smoothly on the highway, with vast fields shrouded in darkness outside the window, and occasionally a few scattered lights from distant villages.

Yang Shuisheng sat on the right side of the back row, while Yu Qianwei sat in the middle.

As the car swayed slightly, their shoulders would occasionally touch.

Yang Shuisheng glanced at Yu Qianwei beside him. She was looking out the window, and the lines of her profile appeared exceptionally soft in the light and shadow passing by outside the window.

A thought flickered in his mind. Taking advantage of the moment when the car was turning a corner and tilting slightly, he quietly reached out from his side and covered the back of Yu Qianwei's hand, which was resting on her thigh.

Yu Qianwei's body stiffened instinctively, but she didn't pull her hand away or turn to look at him. Her cheeks flushed slightly in the dim light, tacitly acquiescing to his actions.

Yang Shuisheng was overjoyed and pressed his advantage.

He slowly moved his body closer and closer to Yu Qianwei until their thighs were pressed tightly together.

Yu Qianwei finally turned her head and glared at him with eyes that were filled with embarrassment, anger, and warning, as if to say, "Don't go too far!"

Yang Shuisheng pretended not to see her. As he got closer, he naturally raised his arm and gently placed it on Yu Qianwei's shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

Yu Qianwei's heart raced instantly; she was so nervous she could almost hear her own heartbeat.

She was afraid of being seen by the driver who was focused on driving in the front seat, so she stiffened up and dared not make any big resistance movements, and could only let Yang Shuisheng half-embrace her.

She kept reassuring herself.

It's alright, we're in a car, there's a driver in front, even if Yang Shuisheng is shameless, he definitely wouldn't dare to do anything too outrageous...

However, she clearly underestimated Yang Shuisheng's audacity.

The hand that was resting on her shoulder didn't stay still for long.

With another slight jolt of the car, the hand seemed to slip down unintentionally, moving subtly down her shoulder, avoiding her ribs, and finally landing on the edge of her full curves, gently touching her with a hint of probing.

Yu Qianwei's body trembled violently, as if she had been struck by an electric current!

She never expected that Yang Shuisheng would actually dare to do such a bold thing in the car, with a driver present.

She was both ashamed and anxious, her face instantly turning as red as fire. She dared not utter a word of rebuke, for fear of attracting the driver's attention.

In a moment of desperation, she reached her hand to Yang Shuisheng's waist, pinched a small piece of soft flesh, and twisted it hard.

"hiss--"

Yang Shuisheng gasped in pain, his brows furrowing instantly, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

Instead of backing down, he seemed to be provoked by the pain and became even bolder with his hand in front of Yu Qianwei, showing a shameless attitude of "the more you pinch me, the more I won't let go".

Yu Qianwei was both ashamed and anxious, and she gripped his waist even tighter, but Yang Shuisheng seemed determined to compete with her, and his actions became increasingly violent.

The two engaged in a silent contest in the darkness.

The harder Yu Qianwei pinched, the tighter Yang Shuisheng clung to her, and his hand movements changed accordingly.

In the end, Yu Qianwei was the first to give in.

She couldn't stand the feeling of tension and strange excitement, and she was even more afraid that Yang Shuisheng would do something even more outrageous and be discovered by the driver.

That's so embarrassing!

She released her grip on Yang Shuisheng's waist, turned her head, and looked at him with eyes that held a mixture of pleading and shame. In a very low voice, almost as if she were lip-reading, she said, "You...you take your hand away...I won't pinch you anymore."

Looking at her adorable expression—a mixture of shyness, annoyance, and helplessness—Yang Shuisheng felt a surge of pride.

He didn't immediately remove his hand, but instead brought his lips close to her ear and said with a wicked smile in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Then kiss me, and I'll let go."

Yu Qianwei's ears turned bright red instantly. She quickly shook her head and gestured with her eyes that there was still a driver in front of her, firmly disagreeing.

Yang Shuisheng chuckled cheekily and whispered, "It's okay, they're focused on driving, they won't look back at us."

He twitched his hand slightly as a threat.

Yu Qianwei was completely exasperated by his shameless behavior. Fearing that he would continue to act recklessly, she could only grit her teeth, quickly turn her head, and give him a light peck on the cheek, like a dragonfly skimming the water. Then she immediately pulled back, turned her face to the window, leaving only the tip of her bright red ear visible.

Yang Shuisheng felt a fleeting, warm touch on his cheek, which gave him great satisfaction. The mischievous hand finally reluctantly moved away and obediently rested on her shoulder again.

Soon, the black Santana drove into the bumpy village road of Taohua'ao and slowly stopped at a fork in the road a few dozen meters away from Yang Shuisheng's small courtyard.

"Brother Yang, the road ahead is too narrow, the car can't go any further, I can only take you this far."

The driver turned around, a respectful smile on his face, and said to Yang Shuisheng in the back seat, "I'm so sorry to trouble you and this young lady to walk a few steps."

"It's alright, thank you for your hard work, driver. You can get off here." Yang Shuisheng waved his hand, opened the car door, and got out of the car first.

The scent of earth and vegetation from the countryside instantly invigorated him.

He turned around and carefully took the cigarettes, alcohol, tea, and red envelopes that Director Li had given him.

Yu Qianwei also got out of the car and stood by the roadside. The night wind blew her hair. She lowered her head, and the blush on her face was not clearly visible in the night, but her ears were still a little hot.

"Take care, sir!"

Yang Shuisheng thanked the driver, waved, and watched the black Santana make a U-turn on the narrow village road, its red taillights flashing as it slowly drove away and finally disappeared into the night.

Only the two of them remained on the village road, surrounded by tranquility.

"Let's go, I'll take you home," Yang Shuisheng said naturally, preparing to walk in the direction of Yu Qianwei's house.

"No...no need."

Yu Qianwei quickly shook her head, her voice tinged with nervousness and concern: "At this hour, my parents are definitely still awake."

"If they see you bringing me back, they'll start asking all sorts of questions and gossiping."

"I can go back by myself, it's just a short walk."

Yang Shuisheng thought about it and realized that was indeed the case.

Rural areas are small, and gossip spreads quickly. It was easy for him to cause trouble by taking Yu Qianwei home late at night.

He stopped insisting and nodded: "Okay, then be careful on the road and go back to rest early."

"Okay! You should get some rest too." Yu Qianwei replied, then quickly glanced at Yang Shuisheng before lowering her head and hurrying along another path towards her home.

Yang Shuisheng watched her figure disappear before turning around, carrying his things, and walking towards his home.

He had just reached the gate of his own yard when he suddenly stopped.

Although he hadn't entered the room yet, with his extraordinary senses, he clearly perceived a breathing sound in his dark room.

It's very light and shallow, but it definitely exists.

"A thief broke in?" That was Yang Shuisheng's first thought.

But then he realized something was wrong. What kind of thief would be so blind as to break into the home of a penniless bachelor like him?

Moreover, this aura seemed somewhat familiar.

He approached the door quietly, but instead of pushing it open immediately, he listened intently.

The room was quiet, with only the faint sound of breathing.

He reached out and gently pushed the door open.

The door was unlocked and opened with a click.

By the faint moonlight filtering in through the window, Yang Shuisheng saw a graceful figure lying on his simple wooden bed with her back to the door, her curves fully revealed.

The figure seemed to hear the door open, moved slightly, then turned over, revealing a face filled with resentment and anticipation.

It was Liu Xianglan.

Yang Shuisheng was taken aback, looking at her with some surprise: "Sister-in-law Xianglan? What are you doing in my house?"