Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 141: President Leng Invites!

It was past four in the morning before Sun Zhe’s arduous efforts finally satisfied his sexy stepmom.

And once her arid field had been watered, Zhu Yan turned "cold and heartless." She ignored Sun Zhe completely and fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

Sun Zhe gently covered her with a blanket, adjusted the air conditioning to a comfortable temperature, then bent down and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Good night, Stepmom."

Zhu Yan reached out and wrapped her arms around him, purring, "Stepmom wants to sleep in your arms."

Sun Zhe teased, "Why is President Zhu suddenly so clingy, like a little girl?"

Zhu Yan’s expression instantly changed. Using a commanding tone, she ordered, "Enough nonsense. Get over here and sleep with your Stepmom!"

"You go ahead. I still need to do my cultivation."

"Oh... okay."

* * *

After a shower, Sun Zhe returned to his room. He sat cross-legged on his bed and began to digest the True Qi he had absorbed from Han Xinyue.

Time ticked by.

Sun Zhe didn’t finish his cultivation until the sky was bright with morning light.

There was no trace of fatigue in his eyes when he opened them. Instead, they were piercingly sharp and held a hint of ecstasy.

Looks like Shuqing was right! The True Qi of a Nine Yin Cold Body really does seem to be tailor-made for the Pure Yang Holy Body!

At this moment, Sun Zhe could clearly feel that the Inner Core in his Dantian had transformed into the shape of a "baby." It looked just like a fetus curled up in a womb.

The formation of an infant from the Inner Core meant he had officially stepped into the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul realm!

Still, the thought of having a "baby" inside him felt strange. He wondered if a CT scan at the hospital would even be able to detect it.

After circulating the Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique for a few cycles, Sun Zhe suddenly leaped out of bed. He was brimming with so much energy that he felt an uncontrollable urge to release it, so he started shadowboxing.

His heavy fists made the air CRACKLE, creating sonic booms!

Just then, Zhu Yan pushed the door open and walked in.

She saw Sun Zhe shadowboxing in the nude, his large member swinging back and forth like a whip. The sight was so bizarre that Zhu Yan’s expression turned peculiar.

"I was wondering what that crackling sound was. So, it was just you, boxing."

Sun Zhe chuckled and walked over to hug her. "I can’t help it, I’m overflowing with energy. How about you help me vent a little, Stepmom?"

Zhu Yan pressed her magnificent bosom tightly against his solid chest and said teasingly, "You’re such a pervert. Who shadowboxes naked first thing in the morning?"

Sun Zhe explained, "Actually, I just had a breakthrough and wanted to test my new strength."

Zhu Yan looked at him gently. "In that case, Stepmom will have to give you a proper reward."

Although she didn’t know much about the world of Martial Artists, she could guess how important a breakthrough was. Seeing Sun Zhe so happy made her happy too.

"So how is Stepmom going to reward me?"

Sun Zhe’s hands found her slender waist. His member, which had grown erect at some point, pressed against her stomach through the silky fabric of her nightdress.

Zhu Yan slowly knelt, tilting her face up to gaze at him with adoration. "A healthy breakfast needs milk," she said coyly.

"But what if I want seafood for breakfast?" Sun Zhe asked.

"Where are you going to get seafood this early in the morning?"

"What about some of that tender, juicy abalone?"

"I’m not giving you any."

Sun Zhe glanced at the time and saw it was already past eight. "Stepmom, let’s save the reward for tonight," he said. "Let me save up my provisions. I have to go to work."

Hearing this, Zhu Yan let go of his large member and slowly stood up. "But I’ll probably be back very late tonight," she said with a hint of complaint. "The product is about to launch, so work is really busy."

"Is that so? That’s fine. I’ll just store up the provisions for you."

Zhu Yan giggled, then suddenly leaned in and planted a small hickey on his neck.

"There, I’ve stamped you. Now, go get some breakfast."

"Yes, Stepmom!"

"Sun Wukong, don’t forget to deliver those provisions when you have time."

"As you command!"

* * *

When he got to the hospital, the first thing Sun Zhe did was look for Meng Shiyang. He needed to quench the fire that Zhu Yan had ignited in him this morning.

However, the sight of Meng Shiyang wearing sweatpants immediately gave him a bad feeling.

"Naughty Master, we can’t roll around in the sheets today. I got my period."

Sun Zhe smiled. "I figured. The moment I saw you weren’t wearing stockings and a miniskirt, I had a feeling."

Meng Shiyang threw herself into his arms, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "If you want to run the red light, I wouldn’t mind. You’re a Divine Doctor, after all. If I get sick, you can just treat me."

Sun Zhe’s expression grew strange. "Let’s not. That’s taking it too far. Besides, you have more than one hole."

"What’s wrong, Master? It’s only been a few days, and you’re already trying to unlock my backdoor?"

Sun Zhe slipped his hand inside her collar with a wicked smile. "A tit-job isn’t out of the question, either."

"But you’re too big! There’s no way my boobs can hold you. Why don’t you just take the backdoor, Naughty Master? Though... I’m wearing a pad. I’m afraid you’ll be disgusted if you see it."

Sun Zhe reached out and pinched her cheek. "Just rest. It’s better when it’s that time of the month. I didn’t sleep well last night, so I’m going to take a nap."

"Okay, Master! I’ll go watch my shows then."

* * *

He said he was going to take a nap, but he ended up sleeping straight through until the end of his shift. If Meng Shiyang hadn’t shaken him awake, he might have slept even longer.

After saying goodbye to Meng Shiyang, Sun Zhe yawned and lazily rode his electric scooter away from the hospital, planning to go home and get back to sleep.

He had just passed through the hospital gates when his phone suddenly rang. He pulled it out and saw it was a call from Wang Feng.

"Did you time this for when I got off work? If you have something to say, spit it out!"

"Heh heh... Young Master Sun, don’t be so hostile. Your cold war is with President Leng, not me."

"Since when am I in a cold war with Leng Yueshuang?"

Wang Feng sighed. "You’re the only one who dares to call her by her full name!"

Sun Zhe was getting impatient. "What is it you want?"

"It’s not me. President Leng wants to see you."

Sun Zhe replied without a second thought, "Tell her I’m not free—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Leng Yueshuang’s voice came through the phone. "Come and see me."

Sun Zhe scoffed, "And why should I come just because you say so?"

Leng Yueshuang’s voice was cold. "You don’t have to. But if you don’t, I’ll have Wang Feng block your way at the hospital every single day."

Sun Zhe gritted his teeth. "Fine. Send me the address. I’ll go home to shower and change first. I’d like to see just what you’re planning!"

* * *

It was past ten at night when Sun Zhe, following the address Leng Yueshuang had sent, took a cab to the famous Aishang Bar in Yang City.

The five-story building was located in a bustling downtown district. The first floor was a bar, while the upper floors held KTV rooms and offices.

After entering the bar, Sun Zhe went straight to the second floor, looking for a private room named "Di Jiang."

As he walked down the long corridor, the attractive "hosts" and "hostesses" he passed all bowed and greeted him politely. Clearly, the service at this establishment was top-notch.

Suddenly, the door to a room up ahead was flung open. A beautiful woman in high heels rushed out, stumbling right into his arms.

"Ah! I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that."

Sun Zhe gently pushed the soft, fragrant woman away. He was about to say it was no problem when he suddenly froze.

"What are you doing here?!"