Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 80: The Exposed Ice Queen!

Yang City.

Beihua District.

Sun Zhe took a taxi to Di Fan District, following the address Wang Feng had sent, and found the luxurious apartment where Leng Yueshuang lived.

As soon as he entered, Wang Feng rushed over in a great panic.

"Young Master Sun, you’re finally here!"

Sun Zhe walked into the living room and looked around. He suddenly caught a faint scent of burnt meat and asked, "Where’s President Leng?"

"She’s in her room. You should go check on her quickly!" Wang Feng pointed toward Leng Yueshuang’s bedroom, showing no intention of leading the way, as if he were too afraid to go.

Sun Zhe didn’t think much of it and walked straight over to push open the door. The next moment, however, an even more intense burnt smell assaulted his nostrils.

Standing in the doorway, Sun Zhe stared at Leng Yueshuang sitting on the edge of her bed, his brow furrowing tightly. I see. He suddenly understood why Wang Feng didn’t dare enter this room and where the burnt smell was coming from.

Leng Yueshuang was covered in blood, her dress torn to shreds. Her body was riddled with cuts from a sharp weapon and covered in extensive burns. The sight was horrifying to behold.

At this moment, the short-haired beauty Sun Zhe had met once before was tending to Leng Yueshuang’s wounds. Her face was fraught with urgency, and she looked as though she was about to burst into tears. But compared to the distraught woman, Leng Yueshuang herself appeared eerily calm. Her pale face was devoid of expression, as if she couldn’t feel pain, or as if she weren’t the one who was injured at all.

Sun Zhe said nothing and hurried over to help. Looking at the horrific burns covering the left side of Leng Yueshuang’s body, he couldn’t help but recall the news report he had seen earlier. Could her burns be related to the fire at the Zhou Family’s estate?

As he pondered, Leng Yueshuang’s voice reached his ears. "Sun Zhe, can you treat this?"

Sun Zhe snapped out of his thoughts. "In this situation, you should have gone to the hospital immediately."

Leng Yueshuang gazed at Sun Zhe’s serious, handsome face, her voice trembling with pain. "It’s inconvenient to go, so I could only call you. Didn’t you tell me last time that I could come to you for anything related to saving a life?"

Sun Zhe’s eyes lowered. "Take off your clothes. I’ll treat the cuts and stop the bleeding first, then I’ll handle the burns."

Leng Yueshuang replied, "I can’t. Help me."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe glanced at her burns and instantly understood. The fabric over her shoulder had been burned and was now fused to her charred flesh. Forcibly removing it would not only be excruciatingly painful but would also cause secondary damage.

Without another word, Sun Zhe found a sharp scalpel in the nearby first-aid kit and began cutting away the remnants of her dress.

As Leng Yueshuang sat on the edge of the bed, her delicate body trembling slightly, she suddenly asked, "Have you treated burns before?"

Sun Zhe offered a small smile and answered truthfully, "Only once. Back in my village, my dog fell into a fire pit and was burned beyond recognition. I managed to heal it. To be honest, your burns aren’t as severe as that dog’s."

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, the cold, gleaming blade of a dagger was pressed against his neck. He froze, not daring to move, and shot a sideways glance at the short-haired beauty. "What is the meaning of this?"

The short-haired woman pressed the dagger forward slightly. "Sun Zhe, watch your tone," she said coldly. "That is not how you speak to President Leng!"

Sun Zhe chuckled faintly. "In times like these, it’s best to relax. I’m just making small talk with President Leng to distract her. Is there a problem with that?"

Just then, Leng Yueshuang spoke up. "That’s enough, Ning Yue. You can leave us."

Ning Yue snorted and shot Sun Zhe a glare. "If you can’t heal President Leng, I’ll hold you personally responsible!"

「After a while.」

Once Ning Yue had left, Leng Yueshuang looked at Sun Zhe with a half-smile. "So, are you going to treat me like a dog?"

Sun Zhe replied, "From a medical perspective, there’s actually not much difference between humans and animals. We are both beings of flesh and blood. When we’re injured or sick, the treatment is the same."

With that, he gripped Leng Yueshuang’s tattered gown and tore it off with a swift, clean motion. The sharp ripping sound of the fabric was oddly unsettling.

"Stand up," Sun Zhe said.

Leng Yueshuang said nothing and obediently rose to her feet. As she stood, the sexy, elegant gown slid the rest of the way down, pooling in an exquisite heap at her feet.

Sun Zhe secretly admired her long, slender legs, wrapped in sheer black stockings. His gaze inevitably traveled upward, finally stopping at the lace-trimmed safety shorts covering her hips. The mysterious little mound in the center sent his imagination running wild.

However, the sight of this otherwise perfect figure, covered in gory, blood-matted wounds, was also quite terrifying.

Sun Zhe suddenly asked, "President Leng, do you mind being naked in front of me?"

Leng Yueshuang replied calmly, "You’re the doctor. You shouldn’t have to ask."

Sun Zhe said no more. He took the scalpel and cleanly sliced through the transparent bra strap on her shoulder. As the strap snapped, the garment covering her two snowy peaks slid away, and two full, beautiful mounds were completely exposed to the air.

Sun Zhe glanced at them, swallowing hard. He found it difficult to look away. A hint of shyness flashed in Leng Yueshuang’s eyes, and she turned her head to look elsewhere.

Sun Zhe asked, "Is your lower body injured?"

"Yes."

"Then take off the pantyhose, too."

"You do it."

Sun Zhe held his breath, forcing himself to appear calm as he reached for the waistband of the pantyhose wrapped around her slender waist.

「A moment later.」

As the black silk pantyhose were peeled away, her blood-stained, slender legs were completely exposed. Now, the only thing Leng Yueshuang had on was a pair of safety shorts.

Sun Zhe’s eyes fixed on the now much more distinct bulge at the center of her shorts. He could even make out the faint impression of a vertical seam pressed into the fabric.

Just as his mind began to wander, Leng Yueshuang shot him a cool glance. "What are you looking at? Are you planning to take this off, too?"

Sun Zhe hurriedly averted his gaze and chuckled. "If there are no injuries there, then there’s no need."

Leng Yueshuang’s face was impassive. "If you want to look, then take it off. Consider it your payment."

Her words stunned Sun Zhe for a moment, but he still shook his head in refusal. I have no idea what she’s really thinking. What if this is some kind of test? That would be a huge problem. This ice queen’s aura is genuinely intimidating. Just a single look from her feels like being stung by a scorpion. It’s best not to provoke a ruthless woman like this.

"Let’s not, President Leng. I wouldn’t dare look at your body."

A hint of contempt flashed in Leng Yueshuang’s eyes. "Useless coward. All lust and no guts. You don’t even have the nerve to take it off when I tell you to."

But just as she finished her sentence, she suddenly felt a cold rush of air below. Sun Zhe had, with a single, clean motion, yanked her safety shorts down, taking her lace panties with them.

"Sun Zhe, you... you actually dare..." Leng Yueshuang was instantly flustered, her previous cold composure completely gone. She never thought he would actually dare to strip her! Wasn’t this man afraid of death?

Sun Zhe looked up at Leng Yueshuang, a smirk playing on his lips. "Am I still useless now?" He wasn’t a man without a temper, and he hated being verbally provoked more than anything. He wasn’t about to indulge her. To hell with whatever revenge you have planned. I’m taking off your panties first! Even if I die for this, feasting my eyes makes it completely worth it!

He glanced at the lush thicket below. "It’s nothing special to look at," he commented. "Now sit still. I’m going to treat your wounds."

Leng Yueshuang gritted her teeth and shot Sun Zhe a cold, piercing glare before walking to the side and sitting down without another word.

Time ticked by. Neither of them spoke again.

It took Sun Zhe nearly an hour to finish treating all of Leng Yueshuang’s injuries. Throughout the process, there were several moments when even his own scalp tingled with empathetic pain, yet Leng Yueshuang didn’t so much as let out a single whimper. Such fortitude earned her his genuine respect. This ice queen, with her bone-chilling gaze, is just as tough as the legendary Guan Yu enduring his bone-scraping surgery. In ancient times, she would have been a female general on par with Hua Mulan!

Wrapped from head to toe in bandages, Leng Yueshuang found a loose robe in her closet and put it on. Watching Sun Zhe organize the first-aid kit, she said, "You did a good job."

Sun Zhe smiled. "I am a professional, after all."

Leng Yueshuang said, "Now it’s my turn to settle accounts with you."

"Huh?" Sun Zhe’s head snapped up to look at her. "Settle what accounts?"

Her face a mask of frost, Leng Yueshuang walked toward him. "You are the first and only man to see my body, let alone dare to pull down my underwear."

A sense of foreboding suddenly washed over Sun Zhe. "So, what are you going to do?"

Her expression was blank. At some point, a gleaming dagger had appeared in her hand. "I was planning to gouge out both of your eyes. But, on account of you treating my wounds, I’ll only gouge out one."