Romantic Medical Immortal

Yang Cheng had just thrown Kong Lingwen onto the bed, but she struggled up to check the wound on his shoulder.

"I’m fine, it’s all healed."

Yang Cheng hadn’t showered yet, and although the wound had healed with the nourishment of True Qi, there was still a dark red bloodstain on his shoulder.

"With so much blood, how can you be fine? Let me take a look so I can feel at ease."

Kong Lingwen pushed his chest, making him lie down on the bed, then went to get the medicine box to clean the bloodstains on his wound.

Usually, when Yang Cheng wore clothes, he looked thin, but without them, he was muscular and looked very reassuring.

While helping him clean the wound, Kong Lingwen’s other hand roamed over his chest muscles, unable to resist giving a gentle squeeze.

"Mm..."

Yang Cheng let out a muffled grunt, startling Kong Lingwen enough to pause her movements.

"Did I hurt you? I’ll be gentler."

"No, it’s just that you’re always touching me, and it’s making me uncomfortable all over."

Yang Cheng replied somewhat helplessly. With such an exquisite beauty right in front of him, any man’s restraint would falter with those hands roaming everywhere.

Kong Lingwen glanced sideways and realized her hand was uncontrollably roaming, blushing with embarrassment, her heart beating wildly.

"We’ve done plenty of intimate things, and now you’re getting shy?"

Yang Cheng chuckled softly, pulled her slender waist close, and lifted her up.

"My wounds really aren’t a problem anymore. It’ll be quicker if we shower first."

He finished saying and briskly walked towards the bathroom.

One by one, clothes were tossed out of the bathroom as they faced each other naked, embracing in heated kisses.

The shower was turned on, with water cascading down, enveloping them in steam, washing away the dust and bloodstains on their bodies.

Yang Cheng’s large hands roamed over Kong Lingwen, simultaneously greedily sucking on her luscious lips, capturing her teasing tongue for a dance.

After the kiss ended, Kong Lingwen was panting, her legs weak, prompting her to wrap her arms around his neck for balance.

She looked down at the wound on Yang Cheng’s shoulder, and although he said it was healed, it was only that the bleeding had stopped; complete healing with no visible flaws would take time.

Seeing the wound akin to an explosion, Kong Lingwen’s eyes turned red, choking up, "You say you’re fine, but it must hurt a lot!"

"It was a bit painful at the time, but it got better once the bleeding stopped."

Yang Cheng smiled slightly, appearing indifferent.

"You’re quite skilled, but who was that person, strong enough to injure you like this?"

"It was someone sent by the mastermind, with strength in the Yuan Condensation Realm. The Cao Family’s backing is formidable, so this is a tough battle. You need to be extra careful."

Kong Lingwen was very concerned for her safety; ensuring she stayed within his sight was imperative or the adversary would certainly strike.

"Yang Cheng, I’m sorry. If not for me, you wouldn’t have been injured so severely."

Tears welled up in Kong Lingwen’s eyes as she felt a surge of guilt.

Yang Cheng leaned down to kiss her face, softly console, "You’re my woman. When your family is in trouble, how could I ignore it?"

"It’s a man’s duty to protect the woman he loves; don’t feel guilty, you should be proud to have met such an outstanding, handsome, and powerful man like me!"

"Narcissist!"

Kong Lingwen smiled through tears, with admiration in her eyes, her heart feeling sweet.

"Hurry up and shower; I’m already losing my patience."

Yang Cheng urged, his breathing becoming hotter.

Even before they finished showering, suggestive moans echoed from the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Yang Cheng carried Kong Lingwen back to bed, her hair wet, skin adorned with droplets, her face flushed with warmth, appearing even more radiant, like a blooming peony kissed by dew.

Kong Lingwen was wrapped in a towel, and Yang Cheng bent down to pull it away, revealing her jade-like skin beneath.

The process felt like unwrapping a gift; although he was eager, his movements were slow, eyes tracing down, admiring her graceful form.

Gulp!!

Yang Cheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed, feeling consumed by desire, his breath scorching.

Seeing his fiery gaze, Kong Lingwen grew nervous, bashfully saying, "Just once, otherwise I won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

"Okay."

Yang Cheng agreed, then mischievously added, "I’ll just make it last for a few hours."

"You jerk! Are you trying to kill me?"

Kong Lingwen kicked him, her foot landing on his chest, but before she could retract it, Yang Cheng caught it.

His hot hand caressed her skin inch by inch, the sensation fueling his desire.

"Lin Wen, you promised to reward me. Once won’t work, at least three times, or I’ll make the single time last several hours; you’ll be the one suffering."

Yang Cheng spoke threateningly.

If anyone else said such things, Kong Lingwen would think they were bluffing, but Yang Cheng was different; he genuinely possessed the ability to last hours.

Kong Lingwen felt trapped yet resigned, finally nodding, "Then three times, no more!"

"Good!"

Yang Cheng chuckled, pulled her little foot aside, then proceeded.

"Ah!"

Kong Lingwen cried out in pain, her brows furrowing, but soon they relaxed, as she began to move her waist to accommodate him.

When Yang Cheng returned to the villa, it was already late at night. Given his prowess, after exhausting her three times, dawn broke with light seeping through the curtains.

Noticing the light from the sky, Kong Lingwen realized morning was approaching, immediately raising her fists to hit him several times.

"Jerk! It’s morning already; can I even sleep now? Are you trying to tire me out?"

Yang Cheng looked satisfied, allowing her to hit him, even holding her small hands, comforting her with a blow, "Don’t hit me; I might not feel pain, but I’m worried your hands will hurt."

"Smooth talker!"

Kong Lingwen glared at him, but this worked well on her.

Eventually too tired, she nestled against him and fell into a deep sleep.

...

The following morning, news spread throughout Zhonghai that the Jile Clubhouse had been sealed, and more importantly, Cao Zhihao was arrested.

Last night, Yang Cheng brought Gao Peng to the police station, not just for verbal testimony but also providing substantial evidence.

Although electronic devices were forbidden in the Beast Fighting arena, Yang Cheng used True Qi to conceal and secretly record much of the scene.

The Jile Clubhouse belonged to Cao Zhihao, and since numerous deaths occurred there yesterday, once Gao Peng presented evidence, the police had to take Cao Zhihao in for questioning.

In the interrogation room, Cao Zhihao was shouting angrily, "Aren’t you people just bored? There’s a murder case at the clubhouse, and instead of investigating the killer, you arrest me!"