Imposter Young Master
Chapter 548 - 552 The Perfect Christmas Gift_1

Chapter 548: Chapter 552 The Perfect Christmas Gift_1

Yang Fei’s cheeks turn bright red instantly, she snorts through her nose: "Who’s afraid of who! If I win, you must obey my every command and call me ’Queen’!"

"ok!" Yang Gang snaps his fingers: "Deal!"

Then, Yang Gang turns to look at Zhang Miao: "Sister Miao, can you come over? I’ll help you heal your injury."

"Ah, it’s just a minor injury, it will heal by itself within half a day, no big deal." Zhang Miao replied.

"Half a day is too long, let me fix it in one minute." Yang Gang said.

"Huh?" Zhang Miao was taken aback: "One minute? Isn’t that unlikely?"

Yang Gang earnestly said: "My master not only taught me the skill of bone feeling, but also taught me the Medicine Refining Skill. An injury of this level won’t take a minute to heal once my self-made ointment is applied."

"Braggart!" Yang Fei’s corner of the mouth raised in derision: "You just want to take advantage of Sister Miao by touching her hand, don’t you? If you have the ointment, why not just let Sister Miao apply it herself?"

*cough cough*

Yang Gang was sweating in his mind: "As expected of Feifei, you know me all too well."

Of course, Yang Gang would never admit it to her face.

"Scoff! Let’s not assume the worst. The application of my ointment requires great precision, applying it sloppily can have severe consequences. This is also the reason why I have kept my medical skills under the wraps. But now, having practiced secretly for a long time, I have gradually mastered it and have mustered up the courage to reveal it."

Zhang Miao smiles at Yang Gang: "Oh, it sounds interesting. Alright, where should we go?"

"My room, I’m gonna prepare the medicine first."Having said that, Yang Gang left.

Yang Fei looked suspicious, she glanced at Zhang Miao: "Sister Miao, don’t you find this suspicious?"

Zhang Miao laughed: "He wouldn’t harm me, unless he wants to be buried alive by Little Xi."

Having said this, Zhang Miao got up and went to Yang Gang’s room.

"Ah, Sister Miao, please wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Yang Gang was hiding in the bathroom, fumbling with something.

After a while, Yang Gang came out holding a brocade box with white ointment inside.

Zhang Miao smelled it and laughed: "This, isn’t it the Snowflake Ointment?"

Yang Gang casually said: "The main ingredient is indeed Snowflake Ointment, but I added some secret formulae, so now it’s entirely a new medicine for treating trauma. My master’s last wish was that I keep all the medicine formulas to myself, or else I’d have a child without an anus. So, Sister Miao, I can’t tell you the ingredients of the ointment."

Zhang Miao laughed: "Understood. Can you help me apply it then?"

Having said that, she stretched out her arms that are as tender as a lotus root to Yang Gang.

Looking at her smooth and tender arm as white as a lotus root, Yang Gang almost couldn’t resist the urge to bite it.

Yang Gang cursed himself inwardly for being a beast, even coveting his fiancée’s best friend. But Yang Gang seemed more worried that if he did nothing, he would berate himself for being worse than a beast.

Thinking back, it seemed long ago, when he was in his hormone-raging days, he had ’sacred’ and ’inappropriate thoughts’ about Zhang Miao, who was already a burgeoning beauty back then.

Quickly settling his emotions, Yang Gang first applied the ointment on the tip of his right index finger, then, with his left hand supporting Zhang Miao’s wrist, his right hand slowly extended towards Zhang Miao’s elbow injury.

Some say, pure hearts calm, mixed hearts confuse.

At this moment, sitting across from Zhang Miao at such a close distance, so close that he could even smell the perfume emanating from Zhang Miao, Yang Gang was obviously a bit disarrayed.

He applied the ointment over Zhang Miao’s wound, then with a slight thought, a light green halo erupted around his right index finger.

Next, Yang Gang’s right hand circled around Zhang Miao’s elbow, then with his heart beating, he gently touched Zhang Miao’s smooth skin with his right index finger encircled with the Healing Aura.

The Healing Aura spread over Zhang Miao’s injury through Yang Gang’s fingertip.

About a second later, the wound healed.

This level of minor injury can practically be described as ’instant healing’.

Since the Snowflake Ointment was still covering the wound, Zhang Miao didn’t see the amazing moment when the wound healed in a second.

After waiting for about a minute, Yang Gang chuckled and said, "It should be enough now. Sister Miao, you can remove the Snowflake Ointment."

Zhang Miao wiped off the Snowflake Ointment from the wound with her hand, then her cherry lips dropped open in surprise.

"The wound has healed. God, a wound that would normally take at least half a day to heal has healed in a minute. Gang, can this guy really do medicine?"

Zhang Miao hesitated for a moment before asking, "So, Gang, do you truly understand medicine?"

"Think of me as a street doctor," Yang Gang laughed.

"So, can you actually cure the baby?" Zhang Miao, always calm, was a little excited now.

Yang Gang nodded, "But, it might take about a month’s worth of treatment. Hopefully, I can cure the baby before Christmas. That’ll be my Christmas gift to you, Sister Miao."

Zhang Miao stared at Yang Gang. After a long while, she burst into a smile, "If you can cure the baby, that really would be the perfect Christmas gift."

Yang Gang stood up, stretched his back, and said, "Alright then, it’s time for Yang Fei to bring the wager."

"Wager? What wager?" Zhang Miao asked curiously.

Yang Gang chuckled, "Nothing much, just a little gift."

"Oh," Zhang Miao didn’t ask more.

The two of them then left the room, with Yang Fei waiting for them outside the door.

Upon seeing Zhang Miao come out, Yang Fei’s eyes immediately fell on her arm, where was the wound?

"What.. What.. Where’s the wound?" Yang Fei was in shock.

Zhang Miao laughed, "The wound healed in less than a minute after applying the ointment Yang Gang made. I heard from Gang that you two made a bet. Although I don’t know what the wager is? But it seems like you lost. Fair is fair, Feifei, give Gang the bet you lost. I can tell he’s looking forward to it."

"No way!" Yang Fei was baffled.

Zhang Miao laughed and left.

"Feifei," Yang Gang put both of his hands on Yang Fei’s shoulders, his face full of anticipation, "bring the wager."

Yang Fei made a forced smile, "Hey Gang, we are siblings, and you ask for your sister’s underwear, isn’t that a bit pervy?"

Yang Gang rolled his eyes, "In your eyes, have I not always been a pervert? Enough talking, hand over the underwear. Women who don’t play fair can’t find a boyfriend oh."

"Gang, err... can we substitute it with something else? I only have one, if I give it to you, I won’t have any underwear left." Yang Fei suggested awkwardly.

"I don’t care," was his reply.

Yang Fei’s lips twitched slightly, "Fine! Then let me ask you, what are you going to do with my underwear?"

"Um.. put it on my head as a head cover?"

"You’re a big pervert!" Yang Fei blushed furiously.

"Just joking, I plan to keep it as a trophy. Cherishing a sister’s underwear is a compulsory course for every sister-lover." Yang Gang smirked.

Yang Fei scowled, "Ah, as expected, a pervert. That reminds me, back at home when my underwear, which I was wearing, disappeared and I found it in your room, you used telekinesis to steal it, didn’t you?"

"Can a bookworm’s actions really be called stealing?" Seeing Yang Fei’s expression of contempt, Yang Gang added, "Alright, I admit, that was bad behavior, but this time I won fair and square. Enough talk, take it off. To prevent you from pulling any tricks, do it in my room."

Yang Fei had no choice, she went to Yang Gang’s room.

After a moment, the door opened again and Yang Fei emerged, with an additional item in her hand...