A vicious female is trapped in a beastly hell.

Chapter 82 The location of the injury is somewhat... awkward! (Bonus Chapter)
What kind of attitude is this guy? She was only concerned about his injuries and had no improper thoughts about him. Why is he treating her like a pervert?

Shen Tang felt very frustrated, but she kept thinking about it even when she went to sleep that night.

Jialan is, after all, her target, so she can't really ignore her.

If it's just a minor injury, that's fine. But I'm afraid that the scoundrel will be too stubborn to admit it, and it could cause serious damage.

Furthermore, since Shen Tang gained the healing ability, he hasn't found any guinea pigs to experiment on, and he doesn't know the extent to which he can heal.

She should go and take a look.

In the middle of the night, after everyone had fallen asleep, Shen Tang got up and went to Jia Lan's room.

She knocked on the door.

Inside the room, a slightly weak voice soon came from the young man, "Who?"

Shen Tang said, "It's me."

After a few seconds of silence in the room, Jia Lan's cold yet pleasant voice finally rang out, "What's the matter so late at night?"

“You’re injured, I can help you treat it. It’s cold outside, let me come in and we can talk!” she said, turning the doorknob.

"Wait a minute!"

There were rustling sounds coming from inside the room, the sound of fabric rubbing together.

A few minutes later.

Jialan then said, "Come in."

The room wasn't locked from the inside, so Shen Tang pushed the door open and immediately saw Jia Lan, who was half-sitting up and leaning against the headboard.

Moonlight streamed into the room through the window, and his complexion looked even worse than at dusk, pale and translucent, making him appear extremely unreal.

"What exactly do you want?" Jia Lan glanced at Shen Tang and said coldly, "If you're bringing medicine, just leave it on the table."

"Ordinary medicines won't be of much use for your injury, will they?"

Jialan's face stiffened; she hadn't expected that Jialan had seen through her.

His constitution is special, and he is resistant to ordinary medicines, so the healing medicines on the market are of little use to him.

A faint green light gathered in Shen Tang's palm, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. "I accidentally awakened a healing ability a few days ago, which might be able to help you."

Jialan saw the green light in her palm and the cold, cracked skin on her face. This female had actually awakened a healing ability.

In most empires, females awaken mostly spiritual power, and only a handful can awaken a second superpower. Unexpectedly, in addition to her earth-type superpower, Shen Tang also awakened a healing superpower.

how did you do that?
Shen Tang couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, so she simply stopped making things up and said it was an accidental awakening.

Let her be confused; she won't know anyway.

Jialan confirmed again and again that her healing ability was real, because even from such a distance, he could feel the faint, warm glow emanating from the green light.

After hesitating for a moment, he pursed his lips and said coldly, "We can give it a try."

Seeing his reluctant look, Shen Tang pursed her lips and thought to herself: What kind of doctor would voluntarily offer themselves up to a patient for treatment? This merman really doesn't know what's good for him!

Fortunately, she had achieved her goal, and Shen Tang quickly sat down on the edge of the bed, afraid that he would refuse again in the next second.

When Jialan saw Shen Tang approaching, her body instinctively resisted. She turned her head away, unwilling to even look at her, and even the strands of her hair exuded a strong sense of resistance.

Shen Tang was speechless. "No, brother, I'm here to treat your illness, not to take your life. Is it really necessary?"

Jialan turned her head, her forehead twitching slightly. "Who's your older brother? You were born a month earlier than me."

Shen Tang hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, then shall I call you 'brother'?"

Jialan's face turned even uglier. Shen Tang suspected that if it weren't for the fact that her healing ability was still somewhat useful, this bastard would have told her to get lost.

"Let's get started already," Jialan said impatiently, too lazy to waste any more words with her.

Shen Tang nodded, then looked down and scanned him. He was wearing several layers of clothing, and not even his arms were showing, so she couldn't tell where he was injured.

She asked, "Where are you injured?"

Jialan's expression was strange. "Why are you asking this?" Can't a beastman with healing abilities heal from a distance?

"I'm just a beginner and don't have any practical experience yet, so naturally I need to see your wounds before I can treat them."

Jialan was speechless.

A blush rose to his delicate, pale face.

Shen Tang found it strange.

Why are you blushing?

She didn't quite understand, so she urged him, "Hurry up and show me the wound."

Jialan pursed his lips, feeling somewhat uneasy. After hesitating for a few seconds, he slowly raised his hand and pulled open his shirt.

Oh, the injury is in your chest.

But soon, he ripped open his shirt, revealing his lean and muscular abs.

Then, her long, beautiful hand landed on her waistband, curled slightly, and slowly untied it.

Wait, something seems a little off.

Shen Tang's eyes widened.

Jia Lan's face turned bright red. After unbuckling his belt, he slowly pulled his trousers down slightly.

Shen Tang jumped up from the bed, her eyes wide with shock. "What are you doing? I'm a law-abiding citizen, I don't do that kind of thing!"

She remembered that this guy's heat cycle hadn't been resolved yet. Could it be that it's been triggered prematurely again, and he wants to do something indescribable with her?

"What are you thinking?" Jialan said through gritted teeth. "You want to see the wound? The wound is right here."

Shen Tang was on the verge of tears. She only had healing abilities, not the expertise of a urologist.

She almost thought he was seriously injured, and blushing, she secretly glanced at him before discovering the wound was on his lower abdomen.

We're still quite a distance from that place.

Jia Lan's ears turned bright red, her Adam's apple bobbed, and she glared fiercely at Shen Tang. "Close your eyes and don't look! Otherwise, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Shen Tang snapped out of her daze, swallowed hard, and asked the probing question, "I can't see anything when I close my eyes, aren't you afraid I might accidentally touch something?"

Jialan's expression suddenly froze, his handsome face turning red and white in turns.

He shouldn't have agreed to that lecherous woman's advances!
"Don't worry, I have no feelings for you and I won't do anything to you," Shen Tang said. "Like I said, I don't like Xi Gou."

"You!" Jialan was furious, but breathing hurt, and she didn't have the strength to argue with her anymore.

Shen Tang rarely saw him looking so weak, and thought to herself: It seems that the wound is quite serious and quite close. I wonder if it involves any vital organs? Otherwise, what will happen to the female lead's future happiness?

"Shen Tang! Are you looking for death!" Seeing this lecherous woman staring straight at his... his, damn it, why does she seem to be staring at his crotch? Jia Lan clenched his fists, his face terribly gloomy.

"I'm looking at the wound! Looking at the wound! Don't you understand the four diagnostic methods of a doctor: observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation?!" Shen Tang quickly looked away, angrily saying.

Jialan was so disgusted by her shamelessness that she didn't even know how to curse her anymore. She closed her eyes tightly, too lazy to look at her anymore.

"Hurry and get started!"

He was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist the urge to strangle her.

Shen Tang quickly got into the zone, and an increasingly intense green light emanated from his palm.

When the green light touched the wound on his abdomen, granulation tissue quickly sprouted from the broken wound, growing and intertwining, just like surgical stitches, slowly wrapping up the wound.

Jialan looked pained, and sweat beaded on her forehead.

But slowly, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and his desolate body, long accustomed to the deep sea, felt a warmth that not only slowly healed his wounds but also nourished his body.

It feels indescribably comfortable.

It actually made him... crave it.

Good night~
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(End of this chapter)