Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 124: Spirit Crane Pill!

Yue Changlin stared at the two legs in black silk stockings crossing and rubbing against each other on the sofa. His eyes were glued to them as he swallowed hard, his old face flushing red with suppressed desire.

"I... I like it!"

His throat felt dry, making it difficult to speak.

Then, his gaze shifted to Han Xinyue’s delicate hand, which was pinching the lace hem of her nightdress. His heart began to pound uncontrollably as he watched her slowly lift the fabric.

However, just as the hem was about to reveal the scenery beneath, Han Xinyue suddenly stopped.

"Great Tributor, why don’t you come sit over here? Let Xinyue reward you with her feet, alright?"

"Yes!"

Yue Changlin nodded emphatically. He was like a puppet on a string, completely under Han Xinyue’s control.

He scurried over to the sofa, his eyes burning as they locked onto Han Xinyue. If I didn’t have to consider this woman’s status, I would have pounced on her long ago!

"Great Tributor, take off your pants first."

Hearing this, Yue Changlin didn’t hesitate for a second. He impatiently unfastened his waistband and deftly pulled off his pants.

As the already-aroused black worm was exposed to the air, a strong, acrid odor immediately permeated the room.

Han Xinyue’s delicate brows furrowed slightly. This old fool really doesn’t care about personal hygiene, she cursed inwardly.

However, to ensure he would help her in the future, she could only force herself to endure it, showing no sign of dissatisfaction or disgust.

In the suggestive atmosphere, a delicate, stockinged foot slowly reached out. The soft, fragrant sole pressed against the two wrinkled sacs like a lover’s tender palm.

Feeling that silky, pliant softness, Yue Changlin squinted and let out a long, hissing breath. Madam’s stockinged foot is unbelievably soft!

For a moment, he was overcome with self-loathing. I hate that I wasn’t diligent enough! If I had just tried a little harder tonight and brought Sun Zhe back, I could be enjoying all of Madam’s deliciousness right now!

While rubbing the sacs with her foot and occasionally using her stocking-clad toes to tease the base of the heated black worm, Han Xinyue coolly observed the expression on Yue Changlin’s face. A hint of disdain flickered in her eyes as she sneered inwardly.

All men are the same, she realized. No matter how old they get, they can’t resist a beautiful woman. With just a small sacrifice of my charms, I can easily wrap them around my finger!

Into the silence, Han Xinyue suddenly asked, "Great Tributor, can you help Xinyue capture the people around Sun Zhe?"

Hearing this, Yue Changlin’s expression turned serious. "Madam, are you referring to Zhu Yan and her daughter, Ye Qiao?"

He had read the file on Sun Zhe, so he was naturally aware of the people in his life. With the Zhou Family’s reach, obtaining such information was a simple task.

Han Xinyue smiled. "That Zhu Yan is exceptionally beautiful. Are you telling me you don’t like her, Great Tributor?"

But Yue Changlin shook his head and said righteously, "Harming families is off-limits. It’s an unwritten rule among us Martial Artists, and we are expected to uphold it."

He added, "Besides, Madam, if you were to get into trouble, you wouldn’t want your own family to be dragged into it, would you?"

Han Xinyue’s gaze turned cold at his words.

Yue Changlin continued, "Moreover, Zhu Yan is always with Li Zhishan, which makes it difficult for me to act. You should know that Li Zhishan is from the Li Family."

"And Zhu Yan no longer lives in Ping’an District; she’s moved into Yangcheng First-class."

"That villa community is the Su Family’s territory. It wouldn’t be right for me to go there and try to grab someone."

"Alas." Han Xinyue sighed softly. "Then there’s nothing to be done. We’ll just have to wait for Sun Zhe to show himself."

"I don’t care if he’s dead or alive, I want him brought before me!"

Yue Changlin said, "Rest assured, Madam. If he appears again, I will definitely capture him and deliver him to you."

...

A moment later, Yue Changlin’s hips convulsed, and a few drops of yellowish, foul-smelling fluid sprayed onto Han Xinyue’s stockinged feet.

Yue Changlin’s old face turned bright red with embarrassment.

Han Xinyue said nothing. She simply peeled off her stockings, tossed them to Yue Changlin, and then stood up to leave.

"It’s getting late, Great Tributor. You should get some rest."

"When you bring me Sun Zhe, Xinyue will be sure to reward you properly."

...

「Boli Music Academy.」

As dawn broke, Lin Shuqing rushed to the girls’ dormitory. She had seen Lin Yingchun’s message the moment she woke up and had immediately hurried to the school, forgoing breakfast and makeup.

Seeing Sun Zhe lying on the bed, barely breathing, her heart wrenched, and tears welled in her eyes. The man who had been so full of life just last night was now on the verge of death. It was a reality she found hard to accept.

Ye Qiao, Li Shiyan, and Lin Yingchun stood quietly to the side. No one spoke, their faces all grim.

Lin Shuqing’s voice choked with emotion. "What on earth happened?"

Ye Qiao shook her head. "I don’t know. My brother just suddenly called me last night saying he was at the school, so I brought him to the dorm."

Lin Shuqing’s gaze fell upon the black palm print on Sun Zhe’s chest, and her expression gradually hardened.

"Yingchun, bring me my bag."

...

A moment later, Lin Shuqing retrieved a small wooden box from her bag. As she opened it, a refreshing fragrance filled the air, invigorating the senses.

Lin Yingchun stared at the elixir inside the box, her beautiful eyes trembling. Teacher must truly value Sun Zhe to be willing to use this pill.

While she was lost in thought, Lin Shuqing had already placed the elixir in her mouth. She moved to the edge of the bed, lifted Sun Zhe’s head, and after chewing the pill into a paste, fed it to him mouth-to-mouth, mixed with her saliva.

Watching this intimate scene from the side, Ye Qiao and Li Shiyan both felt a pang of jealousy.

After a short while, Lin Shuqing stood up and instructed the three girls, "Don’t move him for any reason until he wakes up."

Ye Qiao asked curiously, "Teacher Lin, what was that medicine you just gave my brother?"

"It’s a Spirit Crane Pill. It will have some effect on his injuries. Don’t worry, Qiaoqiao, I won’t let anything happen to your brother."

...

After observing for a while and confirming that Sun Zhe’s condition had stabilized, Lin Shuqing suddenly called Lin Yingchun out of the dormitory, leading her to the end of the corridor.

"Teacher, did you want to speak with me alone about something?"

Lin Shuqing found it difficult to begin. "Yingchun, Teacher wants to ask you for a favor."

Lin Yingchun replied without hesitation, "Just tell me, Teacher. I’ll do anything I can."

Lin Shuqing explained, "Sun Zhe was struck by the ’Bone-Breaking Palm.’ The one who attacked him last night was most likely the Zhou Family’s Great Tributor."

She added, "A single Spirit Crane Pill isn’t enough to save him; it can only preserve his life. And that was the very last Spirit Crane Pill we had at Jiewu Palace. There are no more."

Lin Yingchun nodded. "So, what can I do, Teacher?"

Lin Shuqing sighed, looking at her with some embarrassment. "I want to ask you to..."

A few moments later, after hearing what Lin Shuqing had to say, Lin Yingchun’s pretty face flushed beet-red.

"Teacher, I... I need to think about something like that."

Lin Shuqing said, "Right now, only your Jade Yin Constitution can save him."

"Of course, if you’re unwilling, just pretend I never said anything. I know it’s a difficult thing to ask."

...