Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

In the guest room on the first floor.

Sun Zhe looked at Qi Xue sitting in a wheelchair, his expression growing more complex.

"I really didn’t expect that you and Shuang’er were childhood friends. The circle of rich people in Kyoto is indeed small."

Qi Xue looked away, expressionless, "I didn’t expect someone like you to be Yueshuang’s..."

Sun Zhe interrupted her, smiled, and asked, "What kind of person am I?"

"Forget it." Qi Xue snorted lightly, "Just leave in a while. I know you won’t treat me."

Sun Zhe laughed, "Actually, your injury can be healed. When I broke your bones earlier, I held back and didn’t destroy your Dantian either."

Qi Xue: "..."

Sun Zhe looked at her, half-smiling, "I am not as ruthless as you. You should be glad that the martial arts platform rules do not allow killing, otherwise I would have really killed you."

Qi Xue bowed her head, "Are you willing to treat me?"

Sun Zhe answered without hesitation: "Not willing."

"You..."

Sun Zhe continued: "But for Shuang’er’s sake, I can help treat you."

Qi Xue asked, "Why for her sake?"

"Nonsense, should I do it for your sake?" Sun Zhe was a bit impatient, "Alright, alright, do you want the treatment or not?"

Qi Xue lightly pressed her lips together, feeling quite conflicted inside.

After a long moment, she asked, "Then can you really heal me?"

"Stop wasting words, yes or no on the treatment."

"Alright, I’ll take it!" Qi Xue gritted her teeth.

Despite feeling extremely aggrieved, the thought of being able to stand up again and wield a sword made her decide to endure.

Sun Zhe said no more, bending to lift her from the wheelchair.

"What are you doing?"

Qi Xue trembled, suddenly nervous.

From childhood to now, it was her first time being held by a man.

But for some reason, the aura from Sun Zhe made her feel at ease.

"What else? I’m treating you."

Sun Zhe lightly carried her to the bed, laid her flat, and then stood at the bedside, silently activating the Yin Yang X-ray Vision.

"I have to say, the figure is quite nice."

"Hmm... the color is quite fresh too."

While examining Qi Xue’s limb bones, Sun Zhe also took time to admire the view.

A little while later.

Sun Zhe sat at the edge of the bed, placed his hand on her left thigh, and quietly injected a trace of Pure Yang True Qi.

Qi Xue immediately felt her whole body warm, distinctly sensing strands of bizarre warmth drilling into her flesh and blood.

"Hmm... what is... this?"

She suddenly felt a strange sensation she had never experienced from deep in her abdomen, instinctively tightly closing her legs, her face flushed red.

Gradually, she also sensed something her body was secreting unwillingly.

Sun Zhe naturally knew she was feeling it, aware it was due to the influence of Pure Yang True Qi. He withdrew his hand and said lightly, "First, I’ll help clear the necrotic blocked meridians in your leg. But this place is inconvenient, you’re not needed now. Come to the Undying Pavilion when you’re free, and I’ll treat you then."

"Hmm... understood. Can it be healed?"

"Isn’t that nonsense?"

"Oh." Qi Xue felt a slight joy in her heart, thinking she could wield a sword again, feeling it was worth all the humiliation.

Unexpectedly, Sun Zhe then said, "This certainly can’t be healed."

"You..."

Sun Zhe chuckled, "Alright, let me check your hand."

...

At that moment.

In the living room.

Leng Yueshuang sat on the sofa, watching the live broadcast replay on her phone screen, couldn’t help but clenching her pink fists.

What was playing on the screen was the scene where Sun Zhe ruthlessly disabled Qi Xue.

Beside her, Leng Yuening’s delicate body trembled, unable to continue watching, asked, "Sis... is Xue’er like this caused by Brother-in-law?"

Leng Yueshuang remained silent.

Leng Yuening continued, "Why would he do such a thing?"

Leng Yueshuang said, "From what I know of him, he’s not that kind of person. Even if he’s ruthless to enemies, he wouldn’t deliberately torture."

Leng Yuening argued, "But isn’t it clear in the live broadcast replay? He intentionally treated Xue’er that way!"

Leng Yueshuang remained silent, clicked to stop the playback, she couldn’t bear to watch anymore.

Then she continued browsing other videos about Qi Xue, soon finding another replay of Qi Xue’s match against the ’Ghost.’

Moments later.

Leng Yuening watched the screen showing Sun Zhe covered in blood, lying on the ground with his Dantian pierced by a sword, unable to help covering her mouth, trembling, "Xue’er... how could she do such a thing?"

At this moment, Leng Yueshuang’s beautiful eyes were filled with tears, her heart felt like it was being cut by knives.

Seeing this video, she finally understood why Sun Zhe treated Qi Xue that way, feeling it’s the price Qi Xue should bear.

Comparing the two videos, she felt Qi Xue was clearly more vicious, and Sun Zhe’s revenge seemed lenient.

While the two women were silent, the guest room’s door opened.

Leng Yueshuang put away her phone and looked at Sun Zhe, who was pushing the wheelchair, hurried to greet him.

Sun Zhe saw Leng Yueshuang walking quickly, thinking she was about to ask about Qi Xue’s condition, but unexpectedly, she hugged him immediately.

"Shuang’er, what’s wrong?"

"Is it painful?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe frowned, not understanding what she meant.

Leng Yueshuang released him, then looked at Qi Xue in the wheelchair, coldly saying, "I just watched the replay of your matches."

Upon hearing this, Qi Xue’s beautiful eyes trembled.

Sun Zhe smiled bitterly, momentarily unsure what to say.

Leng Yueshuang looked at them, feeling torn between her childhood friend and her beloved man, unsure what to do.

Sun Zhe, seeing her difficulty, said, "Shuang’er, I’m sorry, I didn’t know..."

"Why are you apologizing?"

Leng Yueshuang suddenly interrupted him, turned to Qi Xue in the wheelchair, her eyes showing a hint of resentment, "Xue’er, regardless of whether Ah Zhe can heal you, you must pay him medical expenses."

At this moment, she felt helpless, realizing she couldn’t take sides, and with so much time passed, siding with one wouldn’t change anything.

So she decided to address the matter openly and solve it.

"Xue’er, what’s your answer?"

Qi Xue bowed her head, "Okay, I’ll pay him medical expenses."

Leng Yueshuang added, "Also, you made the first move, and clearly were more ruthless, Ah Zhe was retaliating against you, and he clearly held back, so now you need to apologize to Ah Zhe."

"I..."

Qi Xue’s face filled with bitterness, truly struggling with Leng Yueshuang’s straightforward approach.

But she didn’t want to lose Leng Yueshuang as a friend, hoping she could be healed, after much internal struggle, she ultimately chose to apologize.

Facing Sun Zhe, she bowed her head, "The previous matters were my fault, I apologize to you. I’m sorry."

Hearing this apology, a knot in Sun Zhe’s heart instantly dissolved, he smiled openly, "Alright, it seems we had some misunderstandings before, this matter is over, it’s already the past."

"Miss Qi, come to the Undying Pavilion another day, I’ll treat you."

"Hmm, thank you."

"..."