Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 125: The Flame of the Pure Yang Physique

Chapter 125: Chapter 125: The Flame of the Pure Yang Physique

Chen Dashan gently blew on the burned area, and a cool sensation fell upon the skin, which felt extremely comfortable.

Qin Xuan’s face was as red as if it could drip water, and she looked down at Chen Dashan’s face, biting her lips tightly.

"Huff huff..."

Chen Dashan continued to blow a long breath, which was chillingly cold, as if it could seep into any crevice. It seemed to alleviate the pain on the burned area. Elsewhere, it felt like a warm breeze, tingly and itchy.

Qin Xuan originally possessed a Pure Yang Physique and her desires were strong.

With Chen Dashan blowing like that, her legs instantly went weak, and her whole body softened, panting with her small mouth wide open.

She didn’t dare make a sound.

"It’s okay, it’s not too serious. I’ll go and ask the waiter for some burn ointment," he said.

After Chen Dashan spoke, he got up to leave, but Qin Xuan caught hold of his clothes and said, "Don’t go!"

"I mean, it’s not very serious. I... I... I don’t need burn ointment. Can you just stay?" she pleaded.

Chen Dashan looked up and saw Qin Xuan’s face, red as an apple, seemingly juicy if bitten. Her eyes glistened as she looked at him, her body appearing listless. Who could resist that?

Before Chen Dashan could speak again, Qin Xuan came closer, pressing her body against his.

The fullness of her chest, separated only by thin fabric, rubbed against him, causing Chen Dashan to shudder, ready for action at any moment.

"Doctor Chen... I..."

Qin Xuan bit her lip, her breath hot and heavy, pressing her body even closer to Chen Dashan.

Looking at the beauty he yearned for day and night before him, Chen Dashan’s adam’s apple bobbed. Just as he was about to speak, a cry of surprise came from outside, "This thing costs 2 million? Has Jicang Pavilion gone mad?"

"Isn’t that just a rotten leaf?"

"I think, the person who is bidding must be an idiot. Anyone who buys this will regret it!"

"Wasn’t it said to be handed down by a famous physician?"

"Such stories are all too common. Do you believe them?"

...

In the auction hall, the crowd was buzzing with discussions, and the host could not calm them down but continued to explain with an embarrassed smile, "Please be patient, everyone. This item’s pricing was not set by us at Jicang Pavilion but by the descendant of the Divine Doctor. The starting bid is 2 million, and we are merely hosting the auction on their behalf."

"Please understand!" The host politely explained, his attitude gracious, as he continued to address the audience, "Now, for the last display, those bosses who want to bid can make their offers!"

"The starting bid is 2 million, and each subsequent bid must be no less than 100,000!"

Chen Dashan’s eyes narrowed as he looked toward the display on the stage. His eyes suddenly lit up; it was a rare good item. Due to its age, the roots of the Nine-leaf Lotus had been coated with a special medicinal solution, altering the appearance of the original medicinal material to what it was now.

It looked like a piece of dry, rotten ginger, but Chen Dashan was certain that the medicinal effect of this Nine-leaf Lotus root was still very potent.

Seeing Chen Dashan’s attention completely drawn by the auction outside, Qin Xuan frowned and looked over, expressing disdain for the item on the display, "Has Jicang Pavilion run out of items to auction?"

"To think they would use such a thing to deceive people. Although I haven’t seen many big events, my dad often tells me that many people and places sell nostalgia and stories, which really means there are too many fools and not enough swindlers!"

Hearing this, Chen Dashan chuckled. Ordinary people simply couldn’t see the true value.

As time slowly passed in the auction hall, aside from the loud discussions, not a single person made a bid.

The host’s smile grew more awkward.

Suddenly, someone in a private room on the second floor spoke up, "2.2 million!"

Swish, swish, swish!

All eyes suddenly turned toward the private room where Chen Dashan was located, and somebody immediately laughed out loud, "Surely no one believes that this is a treasure passed down by the Divine Doctor?"

"Ha ha ha... This is like a wastrel’s doing, spending 2.2 million on dried ginger just because of a story?"

"This is killing me; you know who those seated up there are? I have herbs too; I want to sell them to him!"

"They can’t really believe that this thing can bring the dead back to life, right? It’s the modern age, we need to believe in science..."

In the auction house, the mocking voices of the crowd surged one after another.

Qin Xuan angrily pouted her pink lips and said to the people downstairs, "Sour grapes! Even if it’s just dried ginger, if Doctor Chen is willing, my Qin Family can afford any amount!"

"These people are just jealous!"

Watching the young girl staunchly support him, Chen Dashan felt a warmness in his heart. In this world, there were few who believed in him unconditionally and were willing to give for him. Qin Xuan was one of them.

The host was about to finalize the sale with a small gavel in hand.

Chen Dashan too was filled with anticipation. His visit to Jicang Pavilion this time had indeed found an extraordinary treasure!

"$2.4 million!"

Just then, a melodious female voice suddenly rang out from the private room opposite Chen Dashan.

The voice was not loud, but it was enough to shock the entire hall.

All eyes turned toward the second-floor private room where the voice had come from; everyone in the auction house was stunned that someone was willing to pay a fortune for the item. Could they be crazy?

"Hisss... Are there really that many wealthy people?"

"It must be the young masters and misses of those two families clashing. They’re not bidding on the item; they’re venting their spite!"

"If this thing is worth 2.4 million, my piece of ambergris must be priceless, right?"

"They don’t even know what to call this thing. Young people still lack a harsh lesson from society!"

...

Chen Dashan narrowed his eyes and looked toward the opposite private room. The private rooms in the auction house had large floor-to-ceiling windows so the valued guests inside could look over the whole venue, but the people outside couldn’t see inside because each window was made of specially customized glass.

It seemed that someone had recognized the rootstock of the Nine-leaf Lotus.

Chen Dashan sighed deeply. It looked like he would have to spend a lot to obtain this item today.

"$2.6 million!"

Chen Dashan bid again.

Another wave of astonishment swept through the auction house. Many people were beating their chests and stamping their feet, lamenting why some people, who clearly didn’t have the brains for a $2.6 million decision, yet had that amount in their bank accounts.

Seeing Chen Dashan’s very serious expression, Qin Xuan, witnessing him like this for the first time, couldn’t help but ask softly, "Doctor Chen, this dried ginger—no, I mean this herb—is it really that incredible?"

Chen Dashan didn’t hide it and patiently explained, "This thing is called a Nine-leaf Lotus. This herb became extinct hundreds of years ago; it truly is a Divine Medicine. However, what we see here isn’t the actual Nine-leaf Lotus, but a section of its root maintained by special means. Bringing someone back from the dead isn’t out of the question!"

Qin Xuan’s pupils dilated, and she froze in place.

She now understood the excitement and anxiety Chen Dashan had felt earlier.

"$3 million!"

The woman in the opposite private room bid again.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Jicang Pavilion’s auction scene had reached its peak. Numerous people were breathing heavily, each one staring at the item on the display, beginning to doubt themselves.