Romantic Medical Immortal

After a few rounds of drinks and dishes, Yang Cheng put down his chopsticks and said, "Patriarch Jiang, there’s something I want to ask you."

Jiang Heping’s smile slightly faded, and with a nervous expression, he said, "Please speak, Mr. Yang."

Yang Cheng carefully began, "Miss Jiang’s condition is very complicated. Today, I have only temporarily saved her life, but to completely cure this illness, she needs continuous treatment for quite a long time—at least several months, at most a year or more, and some extremely rare herbs are also required."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Heping was not disappointed but rather relieved.

He initially thought his daughter’s illness was hopeless. Now that Yang Cheng said it could be treated, even if it takes a long time and requires precious herbs, it’s still better than her becoming weaker by the day.

"Mr. Yang, you just focus on treating her! Make a list of the herbs you need. Although the Jiang Family isn’t as powerful as it once was, over the years, we’ve traveled far and wide and collected many good things. Even if we don’t have them at home, I’m willing to spend all our resources to find them!"

Jiang Heping spoke with resolute determination, his eyes full of earnestness.

He had long considered wealth as secondary. As long as he could save the daughter left by his deceased wife, he was willing to sell all his assets. After all, with his hands and feet, he could always support his daughter.

"Patriarch Jiang, rest assured, since I’ve taken on this patient, I will do my utmost to cure her. Tomorrow, I will also perform acupuncture on Miss Jiang to stabilize her condition, and then gradually regulate it with medicine."

"Good! Good!"

Jiang Heping agreed repeatedly, his eyes slightly reddened with excitement, "Mr. Yang, I cannot express my gratitude in words. In the future, if there’s anything you need from the Jiang Family, just say the word!"

"Patriarch Jiang, no need to be so courteous. I’m also doing this for the Sun Essence Gold."

Yang Cheng replied calmly. After taking money from others, you help them resolve their troubles. Even if Jiang Yu didn’t have Zodiac Energy in her body, he had to do his best to treat her.

Even if he truly couldn’t cure her, at least with his skills, he could use the Silver Needle to temporarily suppress that force and maintain her life.

"Mr. Yang, you are so young, with remarkable skills and yet so humble, which is truly rare, unlike that Elder Lan, who almost killed my daughter out of pride!"

Thinking of Elder Lan, Jiang Heping’s face showed anger. If it weren’t for the fact that the old man was advanced in age, he really would have ordered the bodyguards to beat him up and then throw him out.

The meal ended in an atmosphere of mutual satisfaction. After filling himself with food and drink, Yang Cheng returned to his guest room—it was already past nine in the evening.

Jiang Heping arranged two rooms for them, but after going upstairs, Yang Cheng directly pulled Cheng Qiyue into his room, tightly embracing her soft fragrant body.

"Are you tired? Why don’t we go to bed early?"

Cheng Qiyue’s voice was as gentle as a stream, a blush spreading over her cheeks, and she suddenly turned and burrowed into his arms, her long arms wrapping around his neck.

"Ms. Qi Yue, why are you so proactive today?"

Yang Cheng lowered his head to sniff the fragrance of her hair, the atmosphere gradually turning more amorous.

"You consumed so much True Qi today; I want to help you recover quickly. Otherwise, how will you treat Miss Jiang tomorrow?"

With that, she stood on tiptoes and initiated a kiss with his lips.

Yang Cheng was slightly startled by her initiative but soon responded passionately.

Their lips intertwined, their breaths became heavier, drawing in the fluid from each other’s mouths.

Cheng Qiyue’s kiss was especially gentle and lingering today, as if savoring some rare delicacy. Her nimble tongue stirred, causing waves of desire to rise within Yang Cheng.

"Ms. Qi Yue."

Yang Cheng called her name in a husky voice, his hot hands uncontrollably slipping into her clothes, caressing her smooth and delicate skin.

Cheng Qiyue’s delicate body shivered slightly, writhing gently, pressing closer to Yang Cheng’s body.

Embracing each other, they fell onto the bed, gradually removing each other’s clothes, Cheng Qiyue’s perfect form exposed to the air, glowing with ivory-like warmth under the dim light.

Yang Cheng breathed heavily, bending down to kiss her delicate collarbone, leaving marks along her snowy white skin.

"Mmm... ah!"

Soft moans escaped from Cheng Qiyue’s lips, her long legs wound around his waist, her waist swaying like a water snake.

"Yang Cheng, let’s begin."

As soon as her words fell, she felt a sharp pain, her teeth clenched on her lips, and a muffled hum escaped her throat.

Embracing tightly, the two channeled their cultivation techniques, allowing the True Qi within them to rush forth, entwining in between their bodies, slowly enveloping them.

True Qi circulated within their bodies, forming a perfect cycle, with Yang Cheng’s depleted True Qi recovering at an observable rate.

Having not experienced Dual Cultivation for a long time, Cheng Qiyue felt like rain after a long drought. She could clearly feel the True Qi within her becoming more refined under Yang Cheng’s guidance, with even a vague hint of a breakthrough in her Dantian.

For a while, there was only the sound of heavy breathing and low moans in the room, emitting an amorous atmosphere.

Not until deep into the night did the two finally stop.

Yang Cheng held the soft and weak Cheng Qiyue in his arms, feeling satisfied overall, although his spent True Qi hadn’t fully recovered.

"Ms. Qi Yue, your performance was amazing earlier. It’s the first time I’ve realized how good your technique is."

He kissed her forehead, his warm breath sprinkling over her neck.

Cheng Qiyue’s cute face was flushed as she panted in his arms, coyly saying, "Isn’t it because you taught me well? Besides, I wanted to make you feel good so you’d remember me in the future. Otherwise, with so many women around you, you might forget about me."

After a moment of warmth, Yang Cheng suddenly sat up, a playful smile forming on his lips.

"What’s wrong? Why look at me like that?"

Cheng Qiyue asked quizzically, looking at him.

"There’s something I need your help with."

Cheng Qiyue blinked, "What is it? Tell me quickly!"

Yang Cheng leaned over to her ear and whispered a few words, causing Cheng Qiyue’s face to turn crimson as she stared at him with wide eyes.

"You... you really want to use that to verify if Miss Jiang has Zodiac Energy inside her?"

"Yes." Yang Cheng nodded, speaking earnestly, "If it truly is Zodiac Energy, it will react to my essence. When I treated Miss Jiang today, I vaguely felt that force devouring my True Qi, similar to Aunty Ni’s condition before. At present, I have no other way, so I must first activate the energy within her to determine how to treat her."

Cheng Qiyue bit her lip, feeling the notion somewhat absurd, but since it concerned Miss Jiang’s life, she knew he wouldn’t act recklessly.

"Well... alright then."

Her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, shy to the point of not daring to raise her head, she bent over to assist him.

Moments later, Yang Cheng’s body stiffened, a satisfied hum escaping his lips. After collecting the essence, he again pulled her into his embrace.