"Ow, my head hurts so much."
Zhang Xiaoshan closed his eyes and called out.
"Don’t put on an act, you won’t fool me with that," Jiang Man frowned.
But Zhang Xiaoshan’s cries became more intense.
"Little Shan, what’s wrong with you?"
Jiang Man hurried to the bedside to check on him.
"I, I feel like I can’t breathe."
Zhang Xiaoshan clutched his chest, struggling for air.
Jiang Man panicked in an instant.
"Then, what should we do, shall I go find a doctor?"
"Don’t, I am the Divine Doctor, why do you need to find another? I know my body best. Come on, give me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation."
Saying that, Zhang Xiaoshan puckered his lips.
Jiang Man instantly realized she’d been played by Zhang Xiaoshan. The rıghtful source is 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
"You naughty boy, always trying to scare your Sister Man."
She raised her fist to strike Zhang Xiaoshan but he caught her wrist with one hand and pulled her onto him with the other.
As Jiang Man tried to get up, Zhang Xiaoshan had already kissed her.
Jiang Man pretended to resist at first but soon became entangled with Zhang Xiaoshan.
Encouraged, Zhang Xiaoshan’s hand ventured under Jiang Man’s waistband, seeking further.
Jiang Man’s pants button came undone.
His hand roamed freely.
"Little Shan, are you crazy, this is a hospital, stop it."
Jiang Man’s cheeks turned red with bashfulness.
"It’s okay, there’s no one who knows me here, and Youyou just left, so no one will come."
"Besides, don’t you think it’s exciting to do it here?"
"Maybe if you got pregnant, we could just have the baby right here."
Jiang Man was amused by Zhang Xiaoshan’s poor joke.
"You bad guy, it takes ten months to carry a baby, how could we possibly give birth now?"
"Oh, please let me try; I’m really suffering here," Zhang Xiaoshan pleaded, his hand still misbehaving.
By this point, Jiang Man was also filled with desire, stirred by Zhang Xiaoshan’s teasing.
She looked nervously towards the door.
"No, no, you can’t, you’ve just woken up and you’re still weak, we shouldn’t continue this."
"What Sister Man and I are doing is being affectionate, how can you call it messing around? Plus, since I’m still weak, I need your help even more. My family has passed down a Replenishing Medical Skill that can transfer your strength to me."
Zhang Xiaoshan pleaded with Jiang Man.
"Get out of here, you’re tricking me again; this kind of thing can only hurt you if overdone, how could it help you?"
"Sister Man, you’ve seen my medical skills; I’m not lying to you."
"If I’m lying, then you can never give in to me again."
Watching Zhang Xiaoshan’s frail appearance softened Jiang Man’s heart.
She asked, bashfully.
Seeing an opportunity, Zhang Xiaoshan nodded eagerly.
Jiang Man bit her lip and closed her eyes.
In that moment, Zhang Xiaoshan got out of bed, turned Jiang Man’s body around, and positioned her across the one-meter-wide hospital bed.
This way, Jiang Man’s hair and head dangled off one side of the bed, while her feet were under Zhang Xiaoshan’s control.
The battle for Bright Peak began.
Soon, the small hospital bed echoed with suppressed mews of a kitten.
The iron bed also began to make strange sounds.
As Qi flowed into his body, the previously weak Zhang Xiaoshan became flushed with vitality, looking spirited.
All exhaustion from before was swept away.
"Does it really work?"
Jiang Man looked at Zhang Xiaoshan’s complexion in surprise.
While continuing his actions, Zhang Xiaoshan laughed and said.
"You’re my dear sister; how could I ever deceive you? Come on, let’s try another position."
With that, Zhang Xiaoshan pulled Jiang Man down.
She stood at the bedside, then laid her upper body across the hospital bed.
Whether it was before or after, each felt different.
Meanwhile, in the hallway, a woman with long hair, wearing black casual pants and an orange jacket, walked towards the ward in high heels.
The woman was very beautiful, indescribably so.
Her demeanor was pure and noble, like a snow lotus from the heavenly mountains.
Her figure, like willows by a river, was graceful and tall; each step she took, her waist naturally swayed, very enticing.
It was Liu Ye, the provincial hospital expert out of her white coat.
After a rest, the first thing she did upon waking was to look for Zhang Xiaoshan.
She wanted to find out how he did it.
She had confirmed Sun Dazhi’s dead-from-the-start prognosis, which should have been medically hopeless; with many years of practice and hundreds of major surgeries under her belt, there was no chance of a misdiagnosis.
Because it was so preposterous, she had to understand it all.
She arrived in front of Zhang Xiaoshan’s ward.
With complicated feelings, she stood there thinking.
"Do I, an authority figure, really have to humble myself and ask a younger colleague for guidance?"
"Isn’t that just absurd?"
However, Liu Ye was a real doctor, a scholar.
She had the willingness to ask those below her in rank.
After a brief hesitation, she pushed open the door of the ward and barged in.
The next moment, the cries of two women rang out simultaneously in the ward.