Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 240: Honey, I’m Putting It In!

"What’s wrong?"

The sudden scream of agony made Yang Cheng’s heart clench. He immediately stopped caressing her.

"My stomach hurts so much!"

Meng Yao clutched her belly, her handsome features twisted with a pain she couldn’t hide. Her whole body was trembling slightly.

"Don’t be afraid. Let me take a look." With those words, Yang Cheng immediately grasped Meng Yao’s wrist and activated the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture, sending a stream of True Qi into her body. Instantly, the scene within her became crystal clear to Yang Cheng.

My god!!

The next moment, Yang Cheng was utterly shocked.

At this moment, the inside of Meng Yao’s body was like a land of ice and snow. All her organs were covered in frost—her stomach had already become an ice sculpture, and her heart was rapidly being encased by the frost as well. The Frost Power even began to seep toward her skin.

This is bad!!

Yang Cheng’s expression turned deadly serious in an instant. He couldn’t allow the Frost Power to spread any further. Otherwise, Meng Yao would be turned into an ice sculpture for sure.

There was a very real chance she could lose her life over this.

He had truly underestimated the situation.

Yang Cheng silently cursed his own stupidity. Meng Yao was just an ordinary person; of course her body couldn’t handle the potency of a Medicine Pill like this. After all, when he’d been refining the medicine, he’d nearly lost his own life.

The effect of the Frostbite Pill was just too fierce!

Not only had it frozen the poisonous Rat Source Qi, but it had also frozen Meng Yao’s own body in the process.

Faced with this, Yang Cheng didn’t dare let his guard down for a moment. He immediately began channeling his Cultivation Technique; vast waves of True Qi surged from his palm, pouring directly into Meng Yao’s body.

As the blazing hot True Qi rushed in, the Frost Power in Meng Yao’s body began to slow its encroachment.

It’s working!

Just as Yang Cheng let out a heavy sigh of relief and prepared to increase the intensity to completely suppress the Frost Power, Meng Yao’s stomach frost suddenly shattered, and a wave of even more manic Frost Power exploded forth, instantly freezing the True Qi solid.

What the hell, it’s this strong??

Yang Cheng was instantly dumbfounded. He hadn’t expected the Frost Power to be so terrifying—it could even freeze True Qi itself.

Seems like suppressing it with True Qi won’t work.

After all, Meng Yao was an ordinary person. If he injected even more True Qi to suppress it, her body simply wouldn’t be able to handle it. There was a real risk of inflicting serious harm, so he’d have to find another way.

This was the first time Yang Cheng had encountered a situation like this; he just didn’t have enough experience.

His only choice was to seek help from the Tome of the Ghost Doctor.

With that in mind, he immediately closed his eyes and began scanning through the Tome of the Ghost Doctor.

"Got it!!"

In less than two minutes, Yang Cheng snapped his eyes open and focused again on Meng Yao, saying, "Honey, it’s time for us to consummate our marriage."

"B-but my stomach hurts so badly, it feels like it’s about to split open. In this state, can we really... consummate?"

At that moment, Meng Yao curled up on the bed, her pain-ridden face already starting to show traces of frost.

"Of course. Right now, consummating is the only way to suppress your pain."

Yang Cheng nodded firmly, his face brimming with confidence.

He’d just found the solution in the Tome of the Ghost Doctor: intimacy. As a cultivator, his body held nature’s spiritual energy. Once the two were united, with every movement, vast amounts of Spiritual Energy would surge into Meng Yao’s body.

And that Spiritual Energy could annihilate all the Frost Power within!

"But... will you really be able to get in?"

Meng Yao bit her lip. The pain was so intense her consciousness was starting to blur.

"It should be fine. The poison in your body has already been locked away."

As he spoke, Yang Cheng immediately stripped Meng Yao of her clothes.

A flawless body was instantly revealed before his eyes—plump, luscious breasts, a slender willow waist, smooth, shapely legs, every inch radiating pure perfection.

At this moment, frost had already crystallized over her skin, catching the sunlight and shimmering with an enchanting sheen; she looked like a snow beauty straight out of a fairy tale. Now, she was more beautiful than ever before.

The sight made Yang Cheng’s heart race, his mouth dry with longing; without wasting a single word, he tore off his own pants and dove straight onto her.

Hiss... So cold!

Pressed atop Meng Yao, a piercing chill rushed over him, making Yang Cheng shudder intensely.

If an ordinary person tried this, they would never withstand the icy invasion into their body.

But Yang Cheng was a cultivator. He immediately activated his cultivation technique, circulating True Qi within him; protected by its warmth, he could rest safely atop Meng Yao.

The urgency to save her!

Yang Cheng skipped all foreplay. He spread Meng Yao’s lovely legs apart, and that breathtaking scenery was laid bare before his eyes.

He took a deep breath and declared, "Wife, I’m going in!"

"Mm, hurry... hurry up, I’m in so much pain I could die!"

Meng Yao felt as though her belly was about to explode; her voice trembled as she spoke.

Seeing her like this, Yang Cheng didn’t hesitate—he grasped his burning-hot weapon and pressed it against that exquisite watery cave. Because of the pain, Meng Yao was incredibly dry down below, and being her first time made it even harder to enter.

Right now, patience was needed!

With his size, forcing it in would surely hurt Meng Yao.

He gently rubbed against her...

"Hmm hmm hmm~~"

With every rub, Meng Yao felt an intense wave of tingling pleasure, unconsciously letting out soft moans from her lips.

Originally, she felt as if she’d fallen into an icy cavern, wrapped entirely in freezing cold; but as Yang Cheng’s burning body rubbed against her, the cold began quickly melting away, and the pain faded, bit by bit.

It really works!

Meng Yao seemed to have found her lifeline; she immediately clung tightly to Yang Cheng, pressing herself fully against his scalding body. The comfort flooded through her, her long, lovely legs wrapped firmly around Yang Cheng’s waist.

To help Meng Yao get aroused faster, Yang Cheng used his ’Yingyang Ghost Hand’ and started massaging her.

After a short while, Meng Yao’s body gradually grew aroused, the dry terrain below finally growing much more moist.

Joy flooded Yang Cheng’s heart. He slowly thrust his hips forward, and the enormous dragon head slipped right inside.

"Ah..."

A savage tearing sensation struck, making Meng Yao cry out; her entire body trembled wildly as if electrocuted. She held Yang Cheng tighter and whimpered, "You big meanie, go slow, it hurts down there!"

"Don’t worry, it’s always like this the first time. Once you get used to it, it’ll be better."

Even as he said this, Yang Cheng didn’t push deeper. He gently moved his hips, using only the very tip to tease and open this new territory. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The tight grip wrapped around him again and again.

Squeezing the dragon head, with just the right amount of suction.

God, it feels so good!!

Soon Yang Cheng could barely stand it; he pushed harder, sliding further in.

"Hm~~!"

Meng Yao let out another soft moan, this time not as pained as before. Panting, she said, "It doesn’t hurt so much now; try pushing in a bit more."

Yang Cheng, who had been impatiently waiting, upon hearing these words, thrust his hips forward again.

Easily reaching her blooming heart...