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Chapter 5 Ximen Gongren Feeds Medicine to Wang Xifeng

Ximen Da Guan's heart skipped a beat!
Even if he were a skilled physician, he couldn't quickly relieve her pain.

But Wang Xifeng was famous for her spiciness.

He has his uncle, Wang Ziteng, backing him up at home.

Prince Teng held the position of Inspector General of Nine Provinces, wielding immense power.

Once she gets you thrown in jail, there's no chance you'll survive.

Cold sweat instantly soaked through his inner clothes.

He was extremely anxious.

Suddenly, I felt a hard, round bottle rolling around inside my right sleeve.

What is this?

Suddenly, I remembered that it was the medicine I bought when I transmigrated here, and I didn't expect to bring it here as well.

There's always a way out!

Ximen Qing was secretly overjoyed, but his face twisted into a bitter expression. He stamped his foot and sighed to Wang Xifeng:
"Oh dear, Second Madam Lian's headache is extremely dangerous and difficult to cure. I'm sure you all have seen many famous doctors."

"To be honest, I do possess a miraculous remedy and medical skill, specializing in treating infertility and other difficult-to-treat conditions. It's a family heirloom, but... but..."

Upon hearing about the difficult and complicated illness, the women of all ages in the compound were moved.

Upon hearing about infertility, several women, including Qin Keqing, felt a jolt in their hearts!
The gaze directed at Master Ximen suddenly became thick and sticky.

"Just tell me, then!" Ping'er, the maidservant standing beside Wang Xifeng, couldn't help but speak up. "All the ladies are waiting, and you, man, are so indecisive!"

But Master Ximen deliberately hesitated and said, "My family's medical techniques are passed down only to men, not women, and outsiders must never be allowed to learn them. This is an ancestral rule that cannot be violated!"

"And since all of you ladies are women, it is extremely presumptuous for you to be alone in a room with me, a lone man and woman!!"

The words have not yet fallen.

Ping'er couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

She was always one of Sister Feng's confidantes, and her sharp tongue was never one to back down: "Ha! Sir, your skills are truly exquisite! You've made us look ignorant!"

“We have plenty of imperial physicians in this compound who can take pulses from the palace. What haven’t we seen, like the golden needle technique, the silk thread technique, and the priceless remedies? Who’s afraid of someone learning them? Why are you acting all mysterious and pretentious!”

Wang Xifeng, already in so much pain that her brows were furrowed, was further enraged by Ximen Qing's evasive manner. She thought to herself, "What a scoundrel! He's about to die and he still dares to act tough? I'll see what tricks he has up his sleeve!"

She gritted her teeth, forcing a cold laugh: "Fine! Fine! You have big rules! In any case, it's my head that's hurting! Ping'er, Feng'er, you two stay outside the curtain and keep watch! I want to see what this ancestral medical skill is all about!"

"Since it's about treating illness, and there are so many sisters here, I won't let others have any gossip!"

"But I'm warning you, if my headache doesn't improve at all, I'll make sure the authorities punish you properly!"

Having said that, he rubbed his forehead, his steps unsteady, and walked straight into the inner bedroom.

Ximen Qing quickly followed.

Looking at this swaying millstone, those huge hips are truly rare.

He was amazed.

The inner room was not as spacious and bright as the outer room. Only a gauze lantern was lit, and in the dim and ambiguous light, there was a stronger fragrance of agarwood and medicine.

Qin Keqing stayed here year-round to recuperate, and even if she wasn't sick, she developed depression.

Wang Xifeng leaned against the ivory mat of the carved canopy bed, her hair disheveled, with a few strands of black hair damp with sweat and clinging to her cheeks.

Those usually decisive and ruthless phoenix eyes were now veiled with tears of pain. Half-closed, they revealed a vulnerability rarely seen in others.

Her red lips were panting, her chest heaving.

Seeing her like this, any man would be aroused.

But he feigned a troubled and conflicted expression and said, "Second Madam Lian, please forgive me! This secret method requires me to press several acupoints on my shoulders and neck with my hands... to guide the medicinal power downwards... This... this is a matter of strict separation between men and women... how could I dare to defile your body, Madam..."

Wang Xifeng was suffering from a splitting headache at the moment, and she was already convinced that this rascal was sent by Jia Zhen to scout ahead.

It's one thing to be verbally teased by Jia Rong on ordinary days, but now he's actually letting outsiders come and check on him.

Hearing that he wanted to massage my shoulders and neck, and imagining his filthy hands about to touch me, a wave of nausea mixed with anger surged to the top of my head!

But this excruciating pain prevents me from having any further action!
There was always a sliver of hope in my heart!
If it can really alleviate some of the pain, then it means that this guy really has some skill, and being touched by him a few times as a price is acceptable.

But what if this guy still harbors the intention of taking advantage of others?
snort!
She suddenly opened her eyes, her phoenix eyes, brimming with moisture, glared fiercely at Ximen Qing, almost spitting out a few words through gritted teeth:

"What a fine 'separation of men and women'! As a 'good person' who practices medicine, you should know that medical principles and benevolence are of paramount importance!"

"Such indecisive and pretentious behavior makes my Rongguo Mansion seem petty and intolerant of your rigid manners!"
"Doctors have the hearts of parents...why all the fuss! If you're going to do it...do it quickly! Stop dawdling!!"

Upon receiving these "golden words," Master Ximen breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he intentionally took advantage of Wang Xifeng under the guise of massage.

In modern society, we've seen everything, let alone those teacher-themed films.

On Douyin, those women who flirt with the law wear makeup and perform erotic dances are just showing you whatever they want.

How could one be so blinded by lust upon first sight?

If you just feed the medicine without putting in any effort, how can you justify the claim that your family's medical skills are so remarkable?

Moreover, it takes time for this medicine to take effect.

Ximen Da Guanren was extremely respectful and cautious on the surface, but he quickly reached into his sleeve and the large white bottle was already in his palm.

He turned his back and poured out a single pill.

With his fingernail, he skillfully pried open the small red and white wax-sealed capsule and poured all the fine, white powder inside into the palm of his left hand.

"Grandma, please open your mouth. Although this medicine is said to be very effective, it is extremely bitter."

Ximen Qing lowered his voice and leaned forward.

"As the saying goes, good medicine tastes bitter, and the more miraculous the medicine, the more bitter it is. I know that perfectly well." Wang Xifeng was in so much pain that her thoughts were in disarray, and she opened her mouth after speaking.

Annoyed by his rambling and incoherent actions with his back turned, she didn't suspect anything and subconsciously opened her mouth slightly.

Under the dim light, the color of her cherry lips was three parts lighter, making them appear even softer and more pitiful. The delicate, pearly teeth and her warm, moist, pink tongue were faintly visible inside.

Her red lips parted, waiting to be fed.

Ximen Da Guanren moved closer, so close that he could almost smell the fragrant scent of her lips on his face.

He extended his right index and middle fingers, which were covered in powder, seemingly about to gently touch her tongue in her mouth—but he paused abruptly before touching her lips, slightly raising his fingers as if to pour all the powder in his palm into her open mouth.

This posture is both dangerous and intimate!

Wang Xifeng has never been so close to a strange man!

A strange, masculine scent mixed with strong medicinal odor suddenly enveloped her, and the hand covered in medicinal powder hovered at her lips, just a hair's breadth away!
A wave of shame and anxiety, an unprecedented feeling of embarrassment and heat, surged up her cheeks, instantly turning her originally pale and sickly face into a captivating blush!
(End of this chapter)