Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 533 - 533 529 Li Zhaojun Rescued

533: Chapter 529 Li Zhaojun Rescued 533: Chapter 529 Li Zhaojun Rescued Ye Fan respectfully ushered Zhuo Junwu and Qing Lian Shishu into the emergency room.

Li Zhaojun’s mother, Ye Guohua, and Qiao Feixuan were still inside the emergency room.

Ye Guohua and Qiao Feixuan had met Zhuo Junwu before, so when Zhuo Junwu entered, Ye Guohua and Qiao Feixuan politely greeted him.

Zhuo Junwu didn’t walk over to Li Zhaojun’s bedside, instead, Qing Lian Shishu approached the bedside, looked at Li Zhaojun, then turned and said to Ye Fan, “Little nephew, I can extract the poison from your wife, but it’s not convenient with so many people here.”

“Please lend a hand, Qing Lian Shishu,” responded Ye Fan happily.

“I will ask my family to step out for a moment.”

Qing Lian Shishu nodded slightly in approval.

Next, Ye Fan persuaded Li Zhaojun’s mother to leave the emergency room, and the nurses present were also asked to exit, leaving only Qing Lian Shishu and Li Zhaojun in the emergency room.

Half an hour later, the door to the emergency room opened, and Ye Fan and the others entered anxiously.

“Qing Lian Shishu…” Ye Fan called out, looking at Qing Lian Shishu with a questioning tone.

Qing Lian Shishu smiled and said, “I have extracted the poison, and incidentally treated her a bit, feeding her some secret medicine.

There’s no need to take any more hospital medications.

Let her sleep and, after she wakes up, take her home to rest properly.”

Ye Fan was overjoyed and quickly gave his thanks.

With a graceful wave of her hand, Qing Lian Shishu supported Ye Fan and said with a smile, “There’s no need for formalities.

Three days from now, bring your wife to your master’s villa to see me.

Oh, and remember, you must abstain from marital relations during this time.”

“Yes, Qing Lian Shishu,” Ye Fan replied.

Qing Lian Shishu seemed to have encountered something pleasing, her pretty face bearing a smile as she walked out of the emergency room.

Zhuo Junwu also stepped out of the emergency room.

Naturally, Ye Fan and Shen Biancheng followed respectfully.

Stopping in the hallway, Zhuo Junwu said to Ye Fan, “No need to see us out.

Go back to your wife.”

Then he turned to Shen Biancheng and instructed, “Bian Cheng, escort me and your Qing Lian Shishu out.”

“Yes,” replied Shen Biancheng.

Ye Fan could only say to Shen Biancheng, “Brother, trouble you to escort master and Qing Lian Shishu back.”

“Brother, you’re too polite,” Shen Biancheng said with a smile.

Then, Ye Fan escorted Zhuo Junwu and two others to the end of the corridor before returning.

Back in the emergency room, Ye Fan approached the bed and looked at Li Zhaojun carefully.

He noticed that the oxygen mask she wore and the IV tubes that had been inserted were all removed.

Looking at Li Zhaojun’s lovely face, the dark energy had completely dissipated, and although her face was still pale, her breathing was stable, her heartbeat normal, clearly out of danger.

Ye Fan let out a huge sigh of relief.

Late at night, past ten o’clock, Li Zhaojun slowly awoke to find herself lying in a luxurious private hospital room.

As soon as she moved, Ye Fan immediately noticed, leaned in close, and said with a smile, “You’re awake.”

“Hmm,” Li Zhaojun responded, looking at Ye Fan and asking, “I’m not dead?”

“Of course not.

How could I let you die?

We can be discharged and go home tomorrow,” Ye Fan assured her.

“Zhao Jun, try to feel if there’s any discomfort anywhere.”

Li Zhaojun fell silent for a moment and said, “It’s just a feeling of weakness all over, and a faint pain in my back.

But it’s basically okay.”

“Heh, Master Qing Lian is indeed amazing,” Ye Fan couldn’t help but laugh.

“Master Qing Lian?” Li Zhaojun asked in confusion.

Ye Fan immediately explained.

Then, he suddenly remembered that Li Zhaojun’s mother was resting in the accompanying room, so he said, “Lie down, I’ll go call our mom over.

She must have been terribly worried.”

After speaking, Ye Fan went to the accompanying room to call Li Zhaojun’s mother.

Upon learning that Li Zhaojun had finally woken up, her mother rushed to the bedside, throwing herself onto Li Zhaojun, with tears and laughter intermingled, creating a tearful scene.

Ye Fan didn’t want to hinder the mother and daughter’s reunion, so he went to the accompanying room to call Qiao Feixuan.

After confirming that Li Zhaojun was out of danger, Ye Guohua and Qiao Feixuan stayed at the hospital until dark, finally leaving to attend Grandpa Ye’s birthday banquet.

Qiao Feixuan, having heard that Li Zhaojun had woken up, was very happy and said that she would visit her in the hospital immediately after the birthday banquet.

The next morning at ten o’clock, Ye Fan drove Li Zhaojun and her mother back home.

Li Zhaojun, who had woken up the night before, was already able to get out of bed.

During the check-up that morning, they found that the wounds had begun scabbing over and, without pressing with a finger, there was hardly any pain.

Ye Fan couldn’t help but be shocked by Master Qing Lian’s healing methods; they were simply beyond worldly.

Back at home, even though Li Zhaojun seemed to be alright, Ye Fan and the others didn’t dare to take it lightly, taking care of her with great caution.

However, by five or six in the afternoon, Li Zhaojun was nearly back to normal, and even her pale face from losing too much blood had begun to regain some color.

At ten at night, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun went to bed early.

Under one blanket, Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun, dressed in pajamas, lay close side by side, with their hands, one large and one small, holding each other, fingers interlocked.

“Ye Fan, your Master Qing Lian is so amazing, saving me from the brink with just a gesture,” Li Zhaojun said with great curiosity.

“And my injury healed so fast, it’s unbelievable.”

Ye Fan also couldn’t help feeling surprised and said, “Indeed.

I’m also quite shocked.

Actually, I hadn’t heard of Master Qing Lian before.”

Hearing this, Li Zhaojun was slightly surprised and asked, “How could that be?”

“Heh, the truth is I don’t know much about our sect,” said Ye Fan.

“To put it bluntly, I haven’t even met my eldest and second senior brothers.”

“Really?

You have too little interaction with your fellow disciples,” said Li Zhaojun.

“Maybe.

When I was a kid, I just knew to focus on my training.

Due to various learning tasks, all my teachings were passed on by my master at home,” Ye Fan said.

“As I grew up, because I was often abroad, I also had very little contact with my sect mates.”

“I see,” Li Zhaojun said.

“Should we go thank Master Qing Lian personally tomorrow?”

“Definitely.

But not tomorrow, the day after tomorrow,” Ye Fan said.

“That’s what Master Qing Lian instructed when he left.”

The two continued chatting, and during the conversation, Ye Fan brought up his childhood experiences.

Around eleven at night, they turned to face each other, Ye Fan gazing at Li Zhaojun’s stunning beauty, he couldn’t help but breathe a little heavier, while Li Zhaojun seemed to understand Ye Fan’s intentions, a smile playing at her lips as she slowly closed her beautiful eyes, in a pose that seemed completely inviting.

Ye Fan couldn’t resist any longer and immediately planted a passionate kiss on Li Zhaojun’s delicate and alluring lips, and Li Zhaojun clumsily responded with fervor, the two embracing tightly under the blanket.

This kiss was like no other for Ye Fan, filled with an unprecedented pleasure, a feeling as if his soul were taking flight, greedily savoring Li Zhaojun’s fragrance.

If it weren’t for Master Qing Lian’s explicit instructions to abstain, Ye Fan, with tremendous willpower, restrained himself; otherwise, the night might have been all too short.