Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 613: Yang Cheng Can’t Get It Up Anymore

After a while, the wound was finally treated, and Yang Cheng felt his body recovering, but he still sensed a trace of poison had entered his system.

Unfortunately, that tiny remnant of poison couldn’t be cleared out; he could only rely on his own recovery, not knowing what effects it would have in the future.

"How are you feeling now? Is your body uncomfortable?"

Yun Chan leaned in front of him, her beautiful eyes filled with worry.

A faint fragrance emanated from her, and due to her anxiety, a button on her collar had somehow fallen off, revealing a large patch of white tender skin on her chest.

The two mounds of Soft Jade trembled with her breathing, making Yang Cheng feel parched and dry-mouthed.

"Indeed, a bit uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he suddenly collapsed weakly onto the bed.

Yun Chan was taken aback, hurriedly grabbing a gourd and supporting his head to pour the Purifying Spirit Spring into his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Cheng was bewildered by her actions.

"The Purifying Spirit Spring is a treasure; it surely can clear the Corpse Poison from your body. Earlier, Lai Zhongyao must have deliberately said not to use it to save you."

That old fool’s words can’t be trusted. He wants the Purifying Spirit Spring just to clear away his own Corpse Poison, naturally it can detoxify.

Yang Cheng quickly stopped her from acting, with difficulty he spoke: "The Purifying Spirit Spring must be reserved for Aunty Ni. I can’t drink it, or else there won’t be enough, and we’ll have to risk going up the mountain."

He knew very well that next time Lai Zhongyao wouldn’t give them the chance to escape again.

From today onwards, the old fool would be guarding near the cave; their next encounter would be a fight to the death.

"Then what should we do? I can’t just watch you die!"

Yun Chan’s tears fell like broken pearls, each drop landing on Yang Cheng’s heart.

He couldn’t bear to keep teasing her, quickly sitting up to hold her, and gently comforting: "I’m fine now, why are you crying again? No wonder they say women are made of water, where do all these tears come from."

"I said uncomfortable, not the wound uncomfortable, but here."

At his words, Yun Chan looked puzzled, only to see Yang Cheng standing tall under his crotch.

"Rogue!"

She was furious, slapping him hard on the crotch.

"Ah!"

Yang Cheng cried out in pain; earlier when the poison dart was extracted, he hadn’t cried out, but now her slap nearly softened him.

He was sweating profusely, clutching his crotch, his body curled up.

Seeing this, Yun Chan panicked instantly, and apologized: "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, I just wanted to tap lightly."

She reacted instinctively at that moment, not realizing the slap was a bit hard.

Yang Cheng finally calmed down from the pain, quickly pulling down his pants to let his brother breathe.

The dragon still stood tall, but clearly not as imposing as before; it appeared somewhat wilted.

"You’ve softened me. If I can’t perform, how can I become the Enlightenment Master?"

Yang Cheng spoke angrily, his eyes filled with reproach.

Yun Chan’s face turned red, like a child who did something wrong, murmuring: "Sorry, I know I was wrong, I won’t hit you again."

"Sorry doesn’t help, I’m softened. How am I supposed to go back and enlighten Yue Ying later?"

These days, Yang Cheng was enlightening brides, always torturing them until midnight, then letting them rest for two or three hours, and going again when dawn was near.

Because just before dawn, village women would come waiting, preparing the bride’s makeup; hearing the commotion confirmed the enlightenment went smoothly.

Learning he was unwell below, Yun Chan became anxious.

The previous bride enlightenments went smoothly; if there’s a mishap with Yue Ying, Da Shan’s parents would surely be unhappy, and she, a lonely girl, wouldn’t know how to live after marrying.

"What should we do now? Is there any way to heal you here?"

Yun Chan was sweating on her forehead, very self-reproachful.

How could her hand be so off, knowing he was hurt earlier, still hitting him so hard.

"Actually, you haven’t damaged anything. It’s just men can’t be shocked at this time, or they’ll enter a dormant state. To recover, I need some stimulation."

Yang Cheng spoke earnestly.

Actually, once he calmed down from the initial pain, he was fine, but purposely used True Qi to suppress desire.

"Tell me what to do, I’ll definitely help you heal."

Yun Chan quickly responded; now she couldn’t care about shyness and modesty, as long as Yang Cheng recovered, she would do anything.

"First, use your hand to touch and see if it works."

Yang Cheng sighed, yet a subtle mischievous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"All right."

Yun Chan wasn’t helping with her hands for the first time, previously with some hesitation, now she was very proactive and diligent.

As the village head of Hidden Cloud Village, she only managed the village, didn’t need to do farm work. Her hands were soft and delicate, especially comfortable when wrapping around the dragon.

Yang Cheng almost lost his composure, biting his teeth to suppress desire.

Looking at the somewhat floppy dragon, Yun Chan’s legs went weak, instinctively licking her red lips; her breasts trembled with her movement.

This was simply a fatal temptation for Yang Cheng, he cursed inwardly ’little seductress’.

The key was this ’little seductress’ seducing without knowing, her eyes clean, her pretty face flushed, making men all the more unable to resist.

"Is it working?"

Yun Chan didn’t notice his unusualness, worriedly asking.

"No!"

Yang Cheng looked frustrated, furrowing his brows: "It’s over, I can’t seem to get hard again."

"No... no, you’re so incredible, everyone in Hidden Cloud Village knows."

With his words, Yun Chan panicked, worried if just her impulsive move ruined Yang Cheng’s future, things would be troublesome.

"You help me with your hands, I don’t feel anything, as if it’s numb."

Yang Cheng’s eyes had a powerless look like a eunuch entering a pleasure house, deepening Yun Chan’s self-reproach.

"If using hands doesn’t feel, then shall I help you with my mouth, okay?"

She proactively spoke, her face instantly reddening.

Earlier when being with Yang Cheng, no matter how intimate, they hadn’t reached this step. Now, speaking out, her cheeks burned hot, her entire body felt feverish.

"Forget it, maybe it’s still useless, and I know you’re not willing, I don’t want you to suffer."

Yang Cheng waved his hand, intending to pull up his pants.

Yun Chan, however, grabbed his waistband, looking earnest: "I don’t feel unwilling, besides, you became like this because of me, tell me how to do it, I’ll help you right now."

"Alright then."

Yang Cheng reluctantly agreed, yet inside was delighted.

"Be careful when you’re swallowing, don’t let your teeth touch, and then..."

He patiently instructed, Yun Chan immediately acted, slowly opening her cherry lips.