In the secluded Xiao Gu Mountain, a remote hamlet, within a small wooden hut adorned with a sign that read "Divine Doctor"...
"Oh, Little Fan, am I not long for this world? Why do I feel pain here, there, and everywhere?
You must have a look, quickly. Yun Auntie doesn't want to leave this world at such a young age."
On the simple sickbed, Yun Xuening's phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, her lips parted gently, as her graceful and voluptuous body lay askew, her pair of snow-white legs constantly moving restlessly on the bed while she whimpered without sickness.
The soft moan of pain that escaped her lips when she spoke was especially alluring.
God Doctor Ning, dressed in plain white clothes, was helpless, his gaze drifting over her curvaceous body, with his heart throbbing uncontrollably.
"Yun Auntie, you're fine. It's just a case of irregular menstrual cycle," he said with a slight smile.
People say women tend to lose their charm as they age, but Yun Auntie seemed to become more enchanting with time. Even a pure and innocent virgin like Ning Fan found it increasingly difficult to resist her.
Ning Fan, the only doctor in Xiao Gu Village, was taken in by an old geezer five years ago.
He had stayed there for five whole years, and under the old man's careful guidance, he made extraordinary strides in both medical skill and martial arts.
Regrettably, the old man had passed away six months ago.
Out of duty, Ning Fan had no choice but to take over the small clinic the old man had left behind, aiming to carry on his legacy.
"Little Fan, you wouldn't lie to your Yun Auntie, would you? I've taken good care of you over the years. If anything were to happen to me, you would have a hard time in the future," she said, giggling seductively. Her laugh was beguiling, utterly tempting.
Ning Fan: "..."
There's a saying that women in their thirties are like wolves, forties like tigers, and those in their fifties can suck the moisture from the ground. And widows like Yun Xuening, who lost their husbands early, have even more desires...
"Little Fan, come and feel Yun Auntie's stomach. I've been feeling off recently, not enjoying my food, struggling to sleep, and frequently feeling irritable. You really need to give me a thorough check."
As she spoke, Yun Xuening took Ning Fan's hand and guided it towards her abdomen, her bright, snowy eyes filled with tender affection.
Her actions were fatally seductive to an innocent young man like Ning Fan.
"Yun Auntie, this isn't very appropriate, is it?" Ning Fan gulped, swallowing nervously.
His inner turmoil surged, with a desire to throw her down...
But Ning Fan couldn't do that, for his body was different from ordinary people. He possessed the Pure Yang Bloodline and absolutely could not touch a woman before the age of thirty.
Unless he found someone with a Pure Yin Body to meld with. Otherwise, if he touched a woman prematurely, he would bleed from all orifices and die!
"Little Fan, you should be well aware of how Yun Auntie has treated you these years," she said as she stood up from the battered sickbed, swaying her slender waist and exhaling orchid-like breaths by Ning Fan's ear.
"Hehe, Yun Auntie, I understand," Ning Fan chuckled, expressing his understanding.
Yun Xuening giggled, "Since you understand, then I won't beat around the bush. You know I haven't had an easy life these past years, with my man passing away early and often being bullied by the villagers. How about I rely on you from now on?"
"Holy moly—Yun Auntie, that doesn't seem like a good idea," Ning Fan exclaimed in shock.
What in the world was she thinking?
"What? A big man like you could use a woman to do the laundry and cook meals, right? Besides, you don't even have a girlfriend in this small village. It would be perfect for Yun Auntie to help you out," she said, leaning in closer to Ning Fan with a bewitching smile and a flirtatious demeanor.
Honestly, facing a mature woman in her early thirties, it was impossible for Ning Fan to not be tempted.
But there was the curse of his damnable body...
"Fan Ge, Fan Ge, are you there?"
Suddenly, a call came from outside the courtyard.
"Who's that?" Ning Fan asked loudly.
"It's Liu Erpang from the village head!"
Yun Xuening, her face ashen with fright, said, "That Liu Erpang—his mouth is both big and stinky, terribly hurtful. You can't let him know I'm here with you, or that dead Erpang will definitely destroy my last bit of reputation."
As she spoke, she glanced around the small cabin, which made Ning Fan want to laugh.
Reputation? What reputation does she even have left to speak of?
"Ning Fan, Aunt Yun will hide first. If anyone asks about me later, you mustn't say I'm here! You mustn't say it!"
While speaking, she hurriedly ran towards the bedroom, her disheveled appearance making Ning Fan feel a mix of amusement and pity.
Soon, Liu Erpang walked into the room, panting and said, "Brother Fan, something has happened."
"Take it easy, what's going on?" Ning Fan asked.
"There's a fierce woman who came to the village with a bunch of people, and they are clamoring to find God Doctor Ning," Liu Erpang said, still gasping for air.
"God Doctor Ning?" Ning Fan smirked bitterly.
God Doctor Ning had been dead and gone for half a year, where could he possibly find him?
"They're making a huge fuss, and the village head sent me to get you, so you can explain things. If not, they are threatening to revoke the use rights to this land," Liu Erpang continued.
"Is that even a thing?"
Ning Fan sneered. He had seen his share of arrogant people, but this was some next-level arrogance.
"Come on, Erpang, take me to see for myself. I really want to see which Immortal they claim to be."
Ning Fan tossed a cigarette into his mouth and followed Liu Erpang toward the entrance of the village.
When they reached the village entrance, Ning Fan saw from afar two expensive luxury cars parked at the village gate!
One Land Rover and one Mercedes-Benz SUV.
The village entrance was crowded with villagers, all chattering excitedly about something.
As he got closer, he saw four or five extravagantly dressed and stylish young people.
One woman and four men.
The woman had a graceful figure and was dressed in casual yet fashionable attire, while the men were in suits, standing tall like a row of javelins.
One could tell at a glance that the woman had substantial worth, and the suited men behind her were likely bodyguards.
"Miss Xu, our old God Doctor Ning from the village passed away half a year ago. Even if you were to turn our village upside down, you wouldn't find him," said Wang Dashun, the village head who was nearing fifty, with a helpless expression.
He had been explaining for quite a while, but no matter what he said, the other party simply wouldn't listen, insisting that the Divine Doctor was in this village.
"Hmph, don't try to deceive me. I'm aware of the old Divine Doctor's rule that he only treats the people of this village and no one else. But I refuse to believe that there's anything in this world that money can't do.
Quickly, tell me where the old Divine Doctor is. I'll go and summon him right now, no matter the cost.
As long as the Divine Doctor is willing to take action, I'll cover all the road repair costs for the entire village!"
The speaker was a young girl, only about seventeen or eighteen.
The girl had delicate features, a fair complexion like jade, a statuesque and alluring figure, and two long, slender legs that were well-proportioned.
Her long, black hair was tied up behind her head in a ponytail, giving her a sharp, refreshing look.
Her fair skin was crystal clear, but the beautiful face bore a hint of anger and urgency that didn't quite match her age.
"This... ah..." The village head sighed with a dejected face.
"Look, Ning Fan is here, Ning Fan has arrived!"
Someone in the crowd spotted Ning Fan's appearance and shouted out loud.
Suddenly, all eyes turned toward Ning Fan.
"We're saved, we're saved."
Seeing Ning Fan, Village Head Wang Dashun felt like he had found his savior.