Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 174 Light Exercise is Also Fine

Chapter 174: Chapter 174 Light Exercise is Also Fine

Upon the couch.

Lin Fan personally undid the buttons beneath Lu Feifei’s neck.

She was wearing a one-piece cheongsam.

To treat her, all her clothing had to be removed.

Soon, the form-fitting cheongsam was taken off.

Exposed were her fragrant shoulders, round and enticing.

Her delicate collarbones, like jade cups for holding wine.

Her pale skin was even more delicate than a blown bubble.

Further down, beneath those breathtaking peaks, lay flat lands.

Faintly visible were crisscrossing abdominal muscles.

As for her lower, slender legs, they were so delicate they inspired fantasies.

Yet Lin Fan focused intently on the gunshot wound on her abdomen.

"This woman really doesn’t hold back; that shot went deep."

The flesh turned inside out, already covered in blackened blood.

Lin Fan picked up tweezers, dipped a cotton ball in alcohol, and gently wiped the wound clean.

He then applied some Yunnan Baiyao to the wound.

"We need to stitch the wound up quickly to prevent infection. It might hurt a bit, would you like something to bite on?"

After roughly treating the exterior of the wound, Lin Fan then took the needle and thread for suturing.

Looking at Lu Feifei, who was breaking out in cold sweat on her forehead.

He wondered if she could keep it together.

"No need; this little injury is nothing. Just go ahead, Young Master. Haven’t you heard the story of Guan Gong scraping poison from his bone? What’s happening here is nothing compared to that, but I’m sorry to trouble you, Young Master."

Lu Feifei shook her head, stubbornly squeezing out a faint smile.

"Are you always this stubborn?"

Lin Fan was heating the needle with tweezers over an alcohol lamp.

Then he slowly punctured her skin.

"If I can’t even endure this much pain, I’d have no right to grow up."

Lu Feifei, with her eyebrows tightly furrowed, struggled to conceal the piercing pain.

"Talk about your childhood; it might help distract you."

Lin Fan concentrated on stitching the wound.

"There’s not much to say. I begged on the streets; as I got older, I started stealing. If successful, I’d have a good meal; if not, I’d go hungry for days. When starvation became unbearable, I’d steal from small vendors. Back then, I was infamously known as the witch of the streets. Later, I was taken in by Eighth Master. If not for my quick reaction, I’d probably have been sold into the flower streets long ago."

Leaning on the couch, Lu Feifei’s eyes, void of any spirit, gazed at the ceiling.

"Young Master, do you know whom those small squares were prepared for?"

"Don’t tell me they were prepared for me."

Lin Fan said with a smile.

"Indeed, I bought those especially a few days ago, intending for the Young Master’s use. But those from before, they were all prepared for Eighth Master. It may sound laughable, but ever since I was fourteen, I’ve never been without those items. It’s only in recent years that I’ve dared to let them rest peacefully beside the medicine box."

Lu Feifei revealed a bitter smile full of deep meaning.

"Why?"

Lin Fan asked, puzzled, looking at Lu Feifei.

"To protect myself one final time. My sister taught me this—to accept it even when truly unable to resist, at least to have some form of protection."

Lu Feifei said bitterly.

No one could understand the feelings of a person always prepared to become a victim,

yet also ready to provide safety measures for the abuser.

"You have a sister? I’ve never heard you mention her."

Although Lu Feifei didn’t elaborate,

Lin Fan could vaguely imagine that sense of hopelessness.

"That’s because she lacked that protection, and in the end, died from AIDS, her life forever halted at eighteen. An age that should have been filled with blossoming youth, yet endured unbearable hardships. Perhaps those who have gone through hardships think of others’ welfare, so she was the one who first handed them to me and showed me several times how to use them. She did it so, after her death, I could continue to live healthily."

"Moreover, it was she who repeatedly shielded me with her body from Eighth Master and those malicious men’s violations, to be frank. If not for her desperate protection, I wouldn’t have survived until today. Even now, when I wake from nightmares, I dream of being a child, watching her as she shamelessly flirted on the floor, simply begging those men not to touch me."

Lu Feifei heaved a long sigh.

Tears flowed involuntarily from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, the bleak emotion was far more painful than the wound itself.

"So, you also see me as Guan Gong?"

Lin Fan smiled, cutting off the excess thread.

By now, the wound had been completely stitched up.

He only needed to rest quietly for a while, and there would be no problems.

"Originally I did... but not anymore..."

Lu Feifei exhaled deeply, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"Before I met you, Master, I despised all men and swore to trample all of them underfoot. But after Young Master spared me several times, I realized you’re not like those foul men, only coveting my body."

"Don’t make me out to be a Saint. I’m just an ordinary person."

Lin Fan smiled, covering Lu Feifei’s body with a thin blanket.

As he concealed the vast expanses of her pale skin,

he couldn’t help but exhale in relief.

After all, full concentration and basic instincts are two different things.

Even though he had been focusing intently on stitching up the wound,

he still couldn’t completely forget her slender figure and voluptuous curves.

"Ordinary people also have sincerity and insincerity, so I feel even more that the Master is a man worth relying on. If I could have your favor in this life, it would certainly be the happiest thing. Moreover, you’ve already seen my body. Why not take a thorough look?"

Lu Feifei’s face flushed as she pulled open the thin blanket across her chest,

revealing her proud figure.

"You’re injured, and you still dare to spout nonsense. Aren’t you afraid your wounds will tear open? You need to rest for at least three days, without any vigorous movement, or else if the wound gets infected, it could be very troublesome. If it’s serious, you might not be able to have children."

Lin Fan lowered his head, focusing on tidying up the medical kit.

"If I can’t move vigorously, then slight movements should be fine. Since it’s all going to hurt once, might as well take this opportunity to heal together."

Lu Feifei stretched out her hand seductively,

reaching directly for Lin Fan.

"You’re in this state, and you’re still having such wild thoughts."

He hastily struggled free of Lu Feifei’s hand.

Already struggling with overwhelming heat, Lin Fan quickly moved aside.

"I’m just trying not to make the Master uncomfortable... If it’s really not acceptable... I have other ways... like..."

Lu Feifei, unable to move, licked her luscious lips.

Just that action alone was enough to make someone restless with desire.

"Stop messing around. Heal properly. If you keep having wild thoughts, I might spank you."

Lin Fan sighed helplessly.

This woman’s charm had penetrated deep into her bones.

And with the effects of the invigorating soup,

he had to leave here as soon as possible.

Otherwise, who knows what might happen.

"Spanking is, of course, the Master’s prerogative. As long as the Master wishes to spank, then go ahead."

Lin Fan’s rejection only made Lu Feifei even more brazen as she propped herself up to sit.

Her lithe body even turned in his direction.

"Little seductress, cut it out. I’m going to take a shower!"

In such a scene, Lin Fan dared not linger another glance.

He could only retreat helplessly to one side.

"Turns out, Master is afraid I’ll drain your essence!"

Watching Lin Fan heading toward the bathroom,

Lu Feifei couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle quietly.

She never thought that the domineering Lin Fan could have such a shy side.

It seemed that she would have to try even harder in a bit.