Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 173: Bone-Setting Therapy

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Bone-Setting Therapy

Boom!

Wu Hongling’s eyes widened, her mind buzzing from Chen Dashan’s words.

Ever since she was young, she had exceptional talent in martial arts and was obsessed with it. Her life’s mission was to reach the pinnacle of martial arts. However, in the past two years, no matter how hard she practiced, her cultivation had not advanced.

In fact, when she became overly anxious, she even experienced backlash.

How did Chen Dashan know about her situation?

Wu Hongling’s voice trembled: "You... you say this, do you have a mental method?"

Her gaze was both scrutinizing and hopeful.

Chen Dashan lounged on the sofa casually and smiled: "Yes."

One word, and Wu Hongling’s eyes lit up, her smile growing wider. She even unconsciously took half a step forward.

Nobody knew how much Wu Hongling yearned for a mental method. Women were often looked down upon in the martial arts world. No matter how high her martial talent was, external conditions were always criticized. She had sacrificed a lot and practiced countless nights to reach her current level.

But now she was stuck. It was worse than being killed.

"But why should I give it to you?"

Chen Dashan spoke teasingly.

Wu Hongling’s expression froze, and she frowned: "I can pay any price, as long as I have it. Whether it’s money or gold, even..."

"I don’t need money!"

Chen Dashan interrupted, his eyes heated as he looked at Wu Hongling.

Wu Hongling’s heart raced. Between men and women, what else could it be if not a trade of power and color? Her face flushed, eyes darting around: "This, this is impossible. I am not that kind of person."

"And you say you have a mental method, what if you’re lying to me?"

Wu Hongling’s eyes showed vigilance. She stepped back half a step, glaring coldly at Chen Dashan, who sat up straight, a smirk on his lips. Did this girl think he wasn’t capable?

It seemed he needed to show his hand.

Chen Dashan slowly raised his hand and gently pressed it onto the alabaster coffee table. In an instant, the surface seemed to be covered in mist, with white vapor rising.

Wu Hongling’s eyes widened, still processing it, when she saw a crack appear on the entire alabaster coffee table. The crack, like a scar, spread from Chen Dashan’s palm, extending outward.

With a dull thud,

the two-meter alabaster stone table collapsed with a roar, and the tea cups on the table fell accordingly.

Tea spilled all over the floor, creating a mess.

Wu Hongling stood up in shock, looking at the collapsed alabaster coffee table, then turned to stare at Chen Dashan, her sexy mouth slightly open, unable to speak for a long time.

Her heart thumped wildly. This Chen Dashan was unfathomable!

Sensing the beauty’s gaze on him, Chen Dashan spoke: "With my strength, what level does that count as?"

Wu Hongling snapped out of it, her eyes filled with panic.

Her body tensed, she stepped back a few steps and respectfully bowed to Chen Dashan: "I am Wu Hongling, a junior. I have been disrespectful to a master of inner strength, please forgive me!"

Her attitude was extremely respectful, unlike the proud and defiant Wu Hongling from moments earlier.

Chen Dashan said: "Is this what you call inner strength? Striking Bull across Thin Air, Qi Shocking Mountains and Seas?"

"Yes!"

Wu Hongling looked at the pile of debris on the ground, her heart racing fast. In the martial arts world, strength was respected, and Chen Dashan’s power far surpassed hers by a whole realm.

And just moments ago, she had been so reckless, speaking disrespectfully and questioning him.

Seeing her compliant manner, Chen Dashan’s lips curled up: "Am I qualified to instruct you?"

"Yes!"

Wu Hongling lowered her head. Her eyes, when looking at Chen Dashan, were filled with intense admiration and worship. This was the first time she’d seen such a young master of inner strength. Apart from extraordinary talent, he must have a powerful background.

"Considering your sincerity, I’ll examine you to see exactly where your shortcomings lie."

"Only then can I pass on the suitable mental method to you."

Examine? Wu Hongling was taken aback, staring at Chen Dashan with a surprised look, afraid to reject and offend him, missing this only chance to obtain the mental method.

Biting her red lips, Wu Hongling confidently walked to Chen Dashan’s side and then pretended to sit calmly.

Watching her trembling eyelashes, Chen Dashan found it amusing.

A woman like Wu Hongling was definitely still pure. Obsessed with martial arts, she had no time for other thoughts. Besides, her talent was outstanding. If he dual cultivated with her, his power would surely increase significantly.

With this thought, Chen Dashan’s eyes brimmed with desire.

Looking at Wu Hongling’s smooth, fair legs and her full, round, ample chest, Chen Dashan felt a surge of heat inside him and placed one of Wu Hongling’s fair legs on his lap.

His hot, rough, solid hand made contact with Wu Hongling’s leg: "Ah!"

Wu Hongling couldn’t help but exclaim, her face immediately turning bright red. Tilting her head back, she took deep breaths, trying to suppress the strange sensations in her body.

Chen Dashan found it amusing. Wu Hongling’s skin was fair, and her muscles were toned and firm from years of martial arts. Her long limbs were pleasing to the eye.

Wu Hongling trembled. It was the first time in her life a man touched her. Feeling flustered, she could only bite her lips and clench her fists.

Feeling the muscle changes under his hands, Chen Dashan leaned in closer to Wu Hongling and whispered: "Don’t be nervous, I’m just diagnosing you."

Wu Hongling nodded, slowly beginning to relax.

Chen Dashan’s large hand carried a certain magical power, like a magnet, moving from her thigh to the inner thigh.

Lower still.

Wu Hongling bit her lip and said: "Master Chen, I..."

Chen Dashan didn’t listen. His hands moved from her slender waist to her round, firm buttocks, capturing attention with their elasticity.

Wu Hongling was startled, her eyes widening, nearly screaming.

But recalling that there were more important things to do, she bit her lip and let Chen Dashan knead her.

This waist-to-hip ratio was simply perfect, worthy of someone who practiced martial arts for years, Chen Dashan marveled inwardly.

A peculiar feeling welled up within Wu Hongling, her legs moved slightly. Her face turned so red, it seemed like it might bleed. Chen Dashan leaned closer. The warmth of his proximity enveloped her, making her heart race.

After kneading the round buttocks, his hands moved to her slender waist, then upwards to her proud, towering chest, magnificent and impressive, tightly clad in a fitted outfit, appearing as though two large balls were stuffed inside.

Chen Dashan’s breathing grew warmer, feeling a surge of desire.

Chen Dashan’s hands accurately grasped Wu Hongling’s enormous breasts.

"Master Chen..."

Wu Hongling’s pupils trembled, her voice now carrying a hint of allure, unlike her usual tone. Chen Dashan’s voice deepened: "Don’t talk. I am examining you."

Wu Hongling had no choice but to be silent.

Chen Dashan’s large hands constantly kneaded the two massive soft mounds. Such a size, he had never encountered before. One hand could hardly manage one, and they were impressively firm. Soon, with the first touch, the small nubs at the top stiffened, rubbing back and forth in his palm.