Romantic Medical Immortal

The man took a few steps forward, leaned in close to Yang Cheng, and whispered, "Brother, what brand of pills do you take and where did you buy them? Can you recommend them to me?"

"I didn’t take any pills."

The man looked incredulous, whispering, "We’re all men here, do you think I don’t know if you took pills? How could you last three hours if you didn’t?"

"Just now my wife complained that I’m useless, saying I can’t even compare to a fraction of you. Help me out, just give me one pill to try."

Yang Cheng was speechless, and seriously replied, "It’s just a natural gift, I really didn’t take any pills. But I’m a doctor, let me see your hand."

The man looked pleasantly surprised and quickly extended his hand, and Yang Cheng placed his fingertips to take his pulse.

"Nothing major, just some kidney deficiency. Exercise more, eat some foods that nourish the kidneys, and you’ll see results in time."

Hearing this, the man beamed with joy, thanked him repeatedly, and then left.

When Yang Cheng returned to the room, Wang Rui was already fast asleep, her fair body covered in red marks.

Now that he was sober, his mood dropped again, wondering what Kong Lingwen was doing, and if she was also not asleep.

He glanced at his phone, and there wasn’t a single message or call, as silent as a still pond.

After thinking for a while, he still didn’t call Kong Lingwen. He lay back down on the bed, wrapped his arms around the soft, delicate Wang Rui, and forced himself to sleep.

...

The next morning.

"Ugh... it hurts!"

Wang Rui’s voice was a bit hoarse, and a coquettish moan came from her nose.

She moved her body slightly, and Yang Cheng opened his eyes, wrapped his large hand around her slender waist, and pulled her tightly into his arms.

"You’re awake."

"Mm, I’m so thirsty, could you get me a glass of water?"

Wang Rui said softly, her whole body weak, her legs numb, unable to get out of bed.

"Sure, I’ll go right now."

Yang Cheng agreed immediately, got up, and left the bedroom.

As soon as he opened the fridge, a voice came from the doorway as the code lock was opened, followed by a familiar voice: "Sis, look what I brought you!"

As soon as the words fell, Tao Qianqian and Yang Cheng met eyes, and both were stunned.

Yang Cheng was shirtless, wearing only a pair of briefs, his chest covered with ambiguous kiss marks and scratches, clearly showing signs of a passionate night.

"Yang Cheng, why are you here?"

Tao Qianqian exclaimed, her face full of shock, nearly thinking she saw wrong.

The situation was like catching someone in the act, making Yang Cheng embarrassed, unsure how to explain, especially since Tao Qianqian liked him, and he slept with her cousin instead.

"Why are you so slow getting the water!"

At this moment, the bedroom door opened, and Wang Rui walked out with heavy steps, wearing only a camisole nightgown, her chest largely exposed with hickeys along her swan-like neck.

"Qian Qian!"

Wang Rui froze upon seeing who was at the door, her expression complex.

"Sis, are you with Yang Cheng?"

Tao Qianqian’s voice trembled, still holding a sliver of hope that perhaps she misunderstood.

"I’m sorry, Qian Qian. Last night we both got drunk and then..."

She couldn’t continue, feeling extremely guilty, as Yang Cheng was her cousin’s crush, yet she slept with him first.

"How could you do this to me, knowing I’ve always pursued Yang Cheng, and choose him of all people to sleep with?"

Tao Qianqian demanded loudly, her round almond eyes full of tears.

"You even helped me plan how to pursue Yang Cheng before at the hospital, but now you secretly sleep with him. How conniving of you!"

"That’s not it, Qian Qian, let me explain."

Wang Rui urgently stepped forward, grabbing Tao Qianqian’s hand.

"Let go!"

Tao Qianqian shook her off, looking at the ambiguous marks all over her as if she were showing off.

Clearly, she liked Yang Cheng first, but Wang Rui beat her to it, making it hard for her to accept.

"Qian Qian, we were drunk last night, I..."

Wang Rui didn’t know how to explain; she was somewhat drunk but not to the point of being unclear, just indulging once in a while under the influence.

Initially, she only talked to Yang Cheng a bit more to help Tao Qianqian, later developments just flowed naturally.

However, last night Yang Cheng’s tireless efforts gave her unprecedented joy, and she knew she couldn’t leave this man.

Seeing Wang Rui in such a dilemma, Yang Cheng quickly stepped over, shielding her behind him, seriously saying, "Qian Qian, you’re too young, we’re not suitable, and I’ve rejected you before."

"Last night, Wang Rui and I were drunk, it’s not her fault, I initiated it. If you’re going to hate someone, hate me."

Tao Qianqian looked up, her tears falling, feeling as if she would collapse from grievance.

"I’m not that young, you just don’t like me, that’s why you say that! Yang Cheng, I hate you!"

She shouted, and ran out crying.

"Qian Qian!"

Wang Rui called, wanting to follow, but she was only wearing a nightgown, certainly unable to go out like that.

Turning to Yang Cheng, he was just in briefs; if he went out like this, he’d definitely be taken to the police as a pervert.

"It’s over! Qian Qian is so upset, there’s no way she’ll forgive me."

Wang Rui leaned against the wall, her beautiful eyes slowly turning red.

Yang Cheng approached and embraced her from behind, whispering, "She’ll accept it eventually."

His mood was a mess too, yesterday a conflict with Kong Lingwen led him to drink for solace, who knew he’d end up with Wang Rui.

If Kong Lingwen knew what he did last night, she might never forgive him.

Just then, Yang Cheng’s phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID made him tremble with fear, quickly heading to the balcony.

"Lin Wen, are you okay?"

He asked cautiously as soon as he answered the call.

Kong Jingshan’s death wasn’t directly caused by him, yet he felt guilty, especially since Kong Lingwen respected her father so much.

He needed to give Kong Lingwen some time to accept reality, to gradually emerge from the shadows.

"Where are you? Why didn’t you come back last night?"

Kong Lingwen’s voice was a bit hoarse, her nasal tone heavy, clearly she hadn’t slept well and cried all night.

"I drank too much last night, I was afraid coming back too late would disturb your rest, so I found a hotel instead."

Yang Cheng hurriedly explained, feeling somewhat guilty.