"You're going to treat me?"
Qin Yufeng was taken aback, but then something occurred to her; blushing, she spat, "Go away, go away! What are you thinking about taking advantage of me at a time like this?"
Seeing Qin Yufeng about to leave, Wu Xiaoshan quickly grabbed her and said anxiously, "Sister-in-law, I'm serious. I've been reading old man's medical books since I was a kid and I've learned a lot about medicine. Let me give it a try..."
Hearing this, Qin Yufeng halted, feeling the continuous pain in her lower abdomen; after all, her heart was somewhat moved.
But before she could speak up, she suddenly exclaimed in shock, only to find herself gently placed on the bed by Wu Xiaoshan.
"Xiaoshan, you..."
Qin Yufeng's almond eyes were wide open. She instinctively wanted to get up, but smelling the strong masculine scent emanating from Wu Xiaoshan's body, another hint of longing arose within her.
Such a nostalgic scent!
Qin Yufeng's heartbeat quickened; she lowered her eyelids and quietly lay on the bed.
Seeing this, Wu Xiaoshan didn't waste any more words. He quietly activated his Qiankun Eye, and immediately saw many white spots flickering on Qin Yufeng's lower abdomen, indicating the diseased areas.
"Can it be treated with acupuncture or... massage?"
At the same time, the corresponding treatment methods also automatically emerged in Wu Xiaoshan's mind.
I don't have any silver needles... so, massage it is!
Wu Xiaoshan promptly made a decision, looked earnestly at Qin Yufeng, and said, "Sister-in-law, let me give you a massage first, to help relieve the pain."
As he spoke, he reached his hand toward Qin Yufeng's lower abdomen.
The skilled movements were so unbelievable that even Wu Xiaoshan himself was astonished.
As soon as Wu Xiaoshan touched her, Qin Yufeng could not help but tremble, a warm sensation spreading; she bit her lip and quietly relaxed.
But Wu Xiaoshan's technique was just too good; before long, the increasingly comfortable Qin Yufeng involuntarily let out a soft moan.
Hearing this sound, Wu Xiaoshan instantly shivered, immediately feeling distressed.
Qin Yufeng, seemingly aware, tensed up her previously relaxed body instantly. As seasoned as she was, she knew all too well what Wu Xiaoshan's change implied.
Her face turned beet red, as if it could drip blood.
Looking at Qin Yufeng's enticing appearance, Wu Xiaoshan felt his breathing grow rapid. He swallowed, his hands trembling...
"Don't, Xiaoshan stop!"
It was at that moment Qin Yufeng abruptly woke up, hurriedly exclaiming.
Wu Xiaoshan, startled by her words, looked at the panic on Qin Yufeng's face and instantly realized what he was doing.
"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, it's all my fault!"
Wu Xiaoshan stood up, and while speaking, he fiercely slapped himself.
At that moment, he was full of self-reproach. Since the old man had passed away, Qin Yufeng had been the kindest to him. Although he had thoughts about Qin Yufeng, he never wanted to force himself on her.
Seeing Wu Xiaoshan walk away, Qin Yufeng felt a sense of loss, especially when she saw the look of guilt on his face, which made her heart ache.
"It's alright, Xiaoshan, your sister-in-law isn't blaming you. Don't overthink it."
As she spoke, Qin Yufeng straightened her clothes and sat up from the bed.
But then, she seemed to realize something and said with a face full of surprise, "Xiaoshan, believe it or not, after your pressing, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
Upon hearing this, Wu Xiaoshan activated his Qiankun Eye and looked at Qin Yufeng. He immediately noticed that the flickering white light spots had dimmed significantly, which further solidified his resolve in his ancestors' inheritance.
"Sister-in-law, the constant pain in your stomach is caused by a chill in the womb. Don't worry, after a few more massage sessions, you will be completely cured."
"Really?"
Qin Yufeng's heart leapt with joy, and she subconsciously grabbed Wu Xiaoshan's hand. But then her face turned red, and she quickly let go.
Feeling Qin Yufeng's soft and boneless hand, Wu Xiaoshan's heart swayed, but he didn't continue to take advantage of her. After clearing his throat, he said with a smile, "Really... Sister-in-law, it's getting late, I should head back now."
With that, he strode towards the door. However, just before stepping out, he paused and called back without turning his head, "Sister-in-law, if that bastard Zhang Dabao dares to bully you again, just tell me. As long as I'm here, no one can bully you!"
Watching Wu Xiaoshan's retreating figure, and reflecting on his words, something deep inside Qin Yufeng seemed to be touched, and her gaze softened...
After leaving Qin Yufeng's house, Wu Xiaoshan went back to his own place.
His "home" was just a three-room earthen house, which his father had built back in the day.
To the left was his father's former bedroom, the central room was the living room, and to the right was Wu Xiaoshan's bedroom, with the kitchen and toilet built on opposite sides of the courtyard.
But ever since the old man passed away, Wu Xiaoshan's life had been on a downward spiral, and the house had become dilapidated due to neglect.
Apart from the leaky roof, the front door and windows were all on the brink of collapse, as if they could fall apart at any moment.
"Creak!"
After pushing open the door to the living room, Wu Xiaoshan went straight into his bedroom.
The furnishings in the bedroom were simple: an old wooden bed covered with a worn quilt, then a table. Beyond that, not a single piece of decent furniture existed.
On the table lay his father's portrait.
While other people would have their family portraits taken at a photo studio in town, his father's was drawn, yet it was no less lifelike, in fact, even more vivid.
Wu Xiaoshan was accustomed to lighting three sticks of incense for his father first, then he planned to study the legacy left by his ancestors. However, just as he was about to turn around, his body suddenly stiffened, and then he stared intently at his father's portrait.
There was something there!
Under his Qiankun Eye, Wu Xiaoshan noticed the portrait of the old man slowly dissolving, and in the middle of the portrait, a red envelope appeared.
"Why would there be a letter in the old man's portrait? It's so mysterious. If I hadn't received my ancestors' inheritance, I probably would have never found it in my lifetime, right?"
Wu Xiaoshan muttered in confusion, then found a small blade and carefully sliced open the portrait.
And when he opened the envelope and clearly saw the contents inside, he was struck as if by lightning, standing petrified in the middle of the room...