Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 199 I'm blanching?! Jade!

Murong Fu's central gate was now open, and in Lianxing's eyes, he was full of flaws. She had nine ways to kill him directly.

But she wouldn't do that, firstly because she came here today seeking medical help, not to kill someone. Secondly, although she wasn't exactly known for her good temper, she wasn't as wicked as her sister, Yaoyue.

Lianxing felt that Murong Fu knew what she was thinking, which was why he dared to speak to her so boldly and presumptuously.

At this moment, Murong Fu said again, "Moreover... Second Palace Master, I am the doctor, and you are the patient."

It's only natural for me to look at your injuries.

Lianxing had never seen such a bold person, not even the famous "Twelve Constellations," except for that disgusting Wei Wuyuan, who even dared to flirt with her own sister.

When others saw her, they were as reserved and cautious as mice seeing a cat.

After all, more than ten years ago, when Yan Nantian was still the number one swordsman in the world, there was still debate about whether he and Yaoyue were more mature or less powerful.

At that time, she was firmly in third place in the world.

Just now, she went to Yan Nantian's room and found that he had lost all his martial arts skills, and that her status as the undisputed second best in the world remained unchanged.

This reflects the composure and confidence of the older generation of martial artists.

Lianxing asked, "Can you cure it?"

Murong Fu stood up, walked closer to Lianxing, and scrutinized her figure with unrestrained eyes, saying at the same time:

"It's hard to say, there's a chance."

Lianxing felt uneasy under Murong Fu's gaze. Although she was beautiful and charming, no man in the world dared to look at her like that because of her strength and status, nor was any man qualified to look at her like that.

Even men whose identities were unknown, when they encountered her in public, mostly gave her admiring glances. Never before had their gaze been as aggressive, purely lewd, as Murong Fu's at this moment.

Lianxing said coldly, "Have you seen enough?!"

Murong Fu said calmly, "I haven't seen enough yet."

Then he grabbed Lianxing's deformed left hand and rubbed it repeatedly. Seeing that Lianxing was about to explode, Murong Fu said unhurriedly:

"This hand...can be saved."

He watched as Lianxing's bloodlust slowly subsided, her eyes filled with uncertainty and doubt, beneath which lay an unbelievable joy.

A moment later, as Murong Fu was touching and stroking her, Lianxing said:

"You'd better not lie to me, otherwise..."

Murong Fu said, "You're so beautiful, how could I lie to you?"

I said there was hope, and there is hope.

Unfortunately, I don't have the corresponding medicine on hand...

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Lianxing sneered inwardly, his nascent hope extinguished. He had seen too many treacherous villains who could speak sweetly but, when it came to the realities of the matter, had countless excuses to shirk responsibility.

These sisters have killed countless people like them.

Lianxing said coldly, "So, there's no cure now?"

Murong Fu shook his head, still touching his hand, and said earnestly, "It's not that it can't be cured, it's just that there's no suitable medicine, so the recovery is rather slow."

The medicine Murong Fu mentioned was not the so-called century-old ginseng or thousand-year-old snow lotus, but rather the miraculous medicines such as Black Jade Bone-Mending Ointment and Bone-Setting Miracle Powder, which could mend broken bones and even cure long-term disabilities.

When he was treating Lu Wushuang's leg, he exclaimed that if there were a medicine like the Black Jade Broken Leg Ointment, combined with his Xuan Yin True Qi, it could heal extremely quickly.

Like Lu Wushuang, Lianxing's left hand and left foot were injuries sustained in childhood that were not properly treated, resulting in twisted and deformed shapes.

That year, both she and Yaoyue wanted the peach on the tree. Actually, the peach itself wasn't important; Lianxing simply wanted to climb the tree to pick it. But Yaoyue couldn't stand anyone interfering with what she wanted in the slightest, even if that person was her sister.

So young Lianxing was pushed off the tree by the invitation, breaking her arms and legs, and losing the courage to resist and defy the invitation.

Over the years, Lianxing felt extremely disgusted and repulsed every time she saw her deformed hands and feet. The deformed bones, the twisted muscles, veins and skin, in particular, continued to pierce her heart.

But she dared not show it in front of Yaoyue; her fear was ingrained in her very bones.

Upon hearing Murong Fu's answer, Lianxing was stunned and asked incredulously, "Can it really be cured?"

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Yes, but I need to observe the muscles and meridians in these two areas more carefully to determine the surgical plan."

As he spoke, he bent down and reached for Lianxing's waist, trying to find her waistband and pull down her pants.

Lianxing instinctively tried to dodge, but found that it hadn't been chopped open. Before she could think about it, Murong Fu had already touched her a few times.

Lianxing wanted to scold and dodge, but she had hardly ever been touched by anyone since she was a child, and being touched by a man was a first for her.

Moreover, Murong Fu is a man with a strong masculine presence and handsome appearance.

Her mind went blank; the imposing aura she had cultivated over the years crumbled instantly, and she blurted out unconsciously:

"Don't."

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However, as we all know, some words, though expressing rejection, can have the opposite effect of encouraging people.

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu naturally touched it even more enthusiastically.

At this moment, Lianxing also realized what was happening. Although Murong Fu had been making inappropriate advances, and she now wished she could slap him to death, the hope of recovery and the strange feeling surging through her body prevented her from striking him. Instead, she nervously said:

"Stop touching me... I'm wearing a skirt, you... you lift it up from the bottom."

Murong Fu gave an "oh," then squatted down, grasped Lianxing's right foot, and was about to take the next step when Lianxing took a step back, saying in embarrassment and anger, "It's my left foot!"

Murong Fu chuckled and took Lianxing's left foot in his hand. Then he stood up and stretched her left leg out at an obtuse angle.

Lianxing was very dissatisfied with this action and wanted to say something, but she noticed that Murong Fu, who had previously seemed somewhat flippant, was suddenly looking very seriously at his left foot. The injury to his left foot was even more severe than that to his left hand; his left foot was completely rolled to the side.

Tuck it inwards.

Most people walk with their feet flat on the ground, but Lianxing's feet are flat on the ground with the instep facing sideways. When walking, she touches the ground with the instep.

The bend in the middle was even more severe than that of the left hand; the deformities of the muscles and skin were even more shocking, and due to poor blood circulation, it appeared lifeless, like the body of a zombie.

Seeing Murong Fu's serious expression, Lianxing suddenly whispered, "Isn't it ugly?"

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "It doesn't smell."

Murong Fu naturally heard Lianxing's question, but what could he say?

This deformed foot was naturally extremely ugly, and the heavy, lifeless feeling caused by the lack of blood circulation made Murong Fu even more disgusted.

But he also knew about Lianxing's background and that she still retained her kindness despite the oppression and top-notch martial arts skills she possessed.

Murong Fu liked kind people; they were like flowers that bloomed tenaciously in this damned world, swaying gracefully.

Lianxing was taken aback when she heard this, but then she didn't say anything more and obediently let Murong Fu continue to stroke her left foot.

Murong Fu rubbed her a few more times and said to Lianxing, "Let's sit on the stool. Your muscles and meridians are too tense in this position, I can't feel them clearly."

Lianxing nodded, watching as Murong Fu dragged a stool from a short distance away and placed it next to his previous spot.

Murong Fu then sat down and beckoned her over.

After Lianxing passed by, Murong Fu picked up her left foot again and placed it on his lap.

Then she took off Lianxing's left shoe and stocking.

Lianxing simply watched with her mouth agape, without stopping them, her eyes holding a hint of something indescribable.

After touching her for a while, Murong Fu determined the bone problems in Lianxing's left foot as well as the general condition of her muscles and meridians, and he already had several preliminary plans in mind.

Then, Murong Fu closed his eyes and began to conceive the specific process and details of the surgery.

But Lianxing was extremely embarrassed, because at this moment her left foot was still bare and resting on his leg, covered by his warm, large hand.

Over the years, she has never shown her feet to anyone.

Feelings of inferiority, shame, and anger surged from her chest to her mind, and her cheeks flushed.

Then Murong Fu said, "Let me take a look at your other normal foot. I need to determine the treatment plan."

Although Lianxing obediently handed over her other foot, she tried to pull her left foot back, only to find that Murong Fu had stopped her. She looked up at his eyes and saw that Murong Fu was shaking his head slightly at her.

She didn't continue, only saying with a hint of bravado, "You'd better be cured, otherwise..."

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By the end, it was impossible to tell whether she was gritting her teeth or blushing.

Because Murong Fu took off Lianxing's silk stockings again, her right foot, which was pure white and even somewhat crystal clear and beautiful, was revealed.

I'm blanching it?! Jade!

This was the most beautiful foot Murong Fu had ever seen. Beneath its jade-like skin were pale blue veins. Holding it in his hand, Murong Fu could even feel the blood flowing quietly within it, and... he could feel his blood rushing, his skin contracting, and the slight trembling emanating from the foot's owner's body as he touched it...

The shape of the foot is incredibly charming and perfect. In the slender parts, the bones rise quietly without appearing dry; in the fuller parts, there is just the right amount of blood and energy, giving it a rosy glow. The junction between the slender and fuller parts has a captivating, breathtakingly beautiful curve.

It felt like we had just taken a sharp turn, or perhaps we were seasick.

Following the long, slender lines, Murong Fu seemed to be looking at an endless sea. It was neither large nor long, only a few inches beyond his hand, yet it possessed a charm that he could never tire of seeing.

Looking further into the distance, one can see five perfect toes, like small grapes, each distinct in size and exquisite in shape, which restrains the endless imagination that the foot shape extends from.

The toenails on their toes were meticulously trimmed, resembling five sparkling pieces of mica, which dazzled Murong Fu.

After a moment of stunned silence, Murong Fu stared intently into Lianxing's eyes and said:

"Treatment, start tonight! I won't sleep, I'll risk my life, even if a meteorite falls and kills me..."

I'll treat you tonight, and even the King of Heaven himself can't stop me, I said it!