Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Looking at Sun Zhe, who seemed somewhat carefree, Du Linghan’s face was like ice, and she couldn’t help but want to punch him.

But for some unknown reason, her face always carried a faint blush.

She also didn’t know why, but whenever she got close to Sun Zhe, she always felt that there was something about him that attracted her.

”Stop talking nonsense. Just give me a check-up.”

Sun Zhe smiled, ”Alright, but the consultation fee here is five hundred thousand, unless there’s something else...”

”No need to talk about this. As long as you can cure me, I’ll settle the cost altogether at that time.”

Du Linghan seemed very impatient, interrupting Sun Zhe, and then went straight to the small cubicle.

The last time she came here, upon discovering that Sun Zhe was the Pavilion Master, she left without looking back. The reason for coming again was that in the last couple of days, she had been tortured to the point of being unable to bear it.

Her sister had been constantly sneezing all day, needing to change at least five pairs of shorts daily, and also using up a whole pack of pads.

She found several renowned doctors, but all were helpless.

These doctors all said she had residual Yang Qi in her body, which greatly affected her Cold Spirit Constitution, causing her meridians to become chaotic. If not treated promptly, the longer it dragged on, the greater the damage to the meridians would be.

Thinking that the solver must be the one who tied it, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and look for Sun Zhe again.

...

Inside the small cubicle.

Du Linghan sat on the stool with her long, beautiful legs together, her face looking somewhat unpleasant.

”Tell me specifically what’s uncomfortable?”

Sun Zhe sat opposite her with a serious expression, looking very formal.

Du Linghan cursed him silently as a hypocrite, saying lightly, ”Outside, they all say the Pavilion Master of the Undying Pavilion is a Divine Doctor, capable of curing any strange illness. Can’t you see for yourself?”

Sun Zhe chuckled, thinking that after all, this person had come to give money, so he had to be patient, ”Then let me check your pulse first.”

Du Linghan remained silent, very unwilling as she rolled up her sleeve to extend her hand.

About two minutes later.

Sun Zhe released her wrist and said seriously, ”You have an imbalance of Yin-Yang, your body is excessive in Yang and deficient in Yin, your meridian’s energy is chaotic... presumably influenced by my Yang Qi.”

Du Linghan’s pretty face turned red, thinking this was your fault.

But what Sun Zhe had just said was no different from what the expert doctors she had consulted before had mentioned.

”Can you treat it?”

”I certainly can. Miss Du, you should lie down and take off your clothes first.”

Upon hearing this, Du Linghan’s beautiful eyes twitched, staring wide-eyed at him, ”Do I have to undress?”

Sun Zhe said, ”If you don’t undress, how can I perform acupuncture on you to remove the Yang Qi?”

”You...”

Du Linghan clenched her teeth, angrily clenching her fists.

She felt aggrieved, clearly it was Sun Zhe’s Yang Qi that caused her to become like this, yet now she had to pay him for treatment, not to mention having to be seen naked!

After a moment of hesitation, she finally resigned herself, got up and walked to the bed, turning her back on Sun Zhe to unbutton her knit jacket one by one.

Sun Zhe secretly admired the graceful and charming figure, inevitably having some wild thoughts.

The tall silhouette, the round and plump peach-shaped buttocks, from the back... how wonderful must it be to crash into that?

”What are you staring at? Turn around!”

Sun Zhe shrugged and went to prepare the silver needles.

Soon after.

When he turned around with the silver needles prepared, he saw Du Linghan’s upper body was only covered by the last layer of fabric.

The white lace bra was delicately sexy, barely containing the two round mounds that were begging to be explored.

”Honestly, this Miss Du has quite a good figure.”

Little Dragon Girl’s voice rang in his mind, ”Her Cold Spirit Constitution perfectly matches your Pure Yang Sacred Body, seize this opportunity to take her.”

”Alright, we’ll talk about it later.”

Just as the one-man, one-dragon Divine Sense communication was happening, Du Linghan suddenly turned her head and shot a sharp glance, warning Sun Zhe not to stare.

Then she reached down and unfastened the buttons of her light blue tight jeans.

The tight jeans slowly slid down, revealing a pair of snow-white beautiful legs, perfectly proportioned, long and shapely, the textbook version of ”chopsticks legs.”

”Is this enough?”

Putting the jeans aside, Du Linghan looked at Sun Zhe coldly.

Sun Zhe’s face remained expressionless, ”All the way off.”

Upon hearing, the slight tremor in Du Linghan’s beautiful eyes and the last sliver of hope in her heart instantly vanished. Despite her prior expectation, it was still hard to accept.

”Then don’t stare.”

Sun Zhe laughed oddly, ”How can I treat you if I don’t look?”

Du Linghan was momentarily at a loss for words and could only grit her teeth, steeling herself as she skillfully unfastened the bra strap behind her.

A soft click sounded.

As the clasp was undone, the taut white lace bra relaxed, yet even without its restraints, the roundness remained firm with not a hint of sag.

Quickly removing the bra and tossing it aside, she then reached down to grasp the edges of her panties, slowly sliding them downwards in ultimate humiliation.

As she slowly pulled her panties down, Sun Zhe was surprised to see a sticky patch, strings pulling out from them, the tiny pad couldn’t stop it.

”Uh... yep, this is pretty severe.”

Du Linghan wished she could find a hole to bury herself, quickly removed them and lay on the bed, closing her eyes, ”Get on with it. If you can’t fix me up, I’ll deal with you!”

Sun Zhe took a deep breath, standing by the bed, looking at the exquisite figure on display, his throat silently catching a gulp, trying hard to suppress his wandering thoughts.

”This might hurt a bit, bear with it.”

”No time for talk, hurry up.”

”...”

...

After a long time.

Suddenly, Du Linghan being covered in silver needles bit her lips down hard, and her delicate body began to tremble like experiencing an electric shock, her snowy skin turning visibly red.

”Oh damn!”

Seeing this, Sun Zhe quickly backed away to one side, seemingly aware of what would happen next.

The next moment, a spring of water gushed out.

The sound of water splashing was endless, lasting for quite a while before it stopped.

”Now it should be okay. Remember to eat light afterwards.”

Du Linghan felt like a melted puddle of ice cream, closing her eyes, too embarrassed to speak, only wanting to find some tofu to flatten herself.

Shortly after.

As Sun Zhe cleaned up the silver needles, she hurried off the bed to get dressed, ”I’ll send someone over with the money tomorrow. Rest assured, I will definitely deliver it.”

Leaving hurriedly afterward.

Chen Ruoyi and Feng Ling were chatting at the counter, suddenly seeing Du Linghan run out with a flushed face, feeling curious, so they headed to the small cubicle together.

Feng Ling asked, ”Pavilion Master, did you bully her? Why did she...”

Their words halted as the two women suddenly froze.

Inside the small cubicle was a chaotic mess, with the floor and the bed soaked, like after a heavy rain.

”Oh my God... we didn’t hear a thing outside, yet there was such intense action inside.”

Sun Zhe looked at the women with a peculiar expression, ”Don’t let your imagination run wild, I was just curing, not doing anything else.”

Chen Ruoyi whimpered, ”Then how do you explain this room soaked through?”

Sun Zhe shrugged, ”You can go ask Miss Du, she was the one spraying.”

Saying so, he suddenly smiled mischievously, looking at the two women with meaningful intent, ”How about you two come and give it a try?”

The moment they heard this, the women’s faces changed with fright, and they ran away.

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