Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 233 Brother Dashan Gives You an Injection

Chapter 233: Chapter 233 Brother Dashan Gives You an Injection

Acupuncture?

Chen Dashan frowned, wondering why that would be necessary. The last time Qin Xuan had acupuncture, her condition had nearly fully recovered—how could she still be feeling unwell now?

Seeing the young girl’s watery, large eyes looking at him and her little face flushed red with heat, Chen Dashan said, "Come in and rest first; it’s too hot outside. Is it because of the endorsement deal you’ve been worrying about recently? Is the psychological pressure too much?"

Under high stress, it’s normal to feel anxious, heart palpitations, and a sense of heat.

Qin Xuan lowered her head and whispered, "Maybe."

The two entered the house, one after the other.

Qin Xuan was very restrained as she looked around. Chen Dashan’s house was even nicer than her own, larger, and the decor was very much in line with a young person’s taste. Most importantly, this was where Chen Dashan would be living from now on.

If she became Chen Dashan’s woman, could she live here with him in the future?

Thinking this, Qin Xuan’s face flushed crimson.

"Why don’t we go upstairs now? Your current state seems abnormal, why is your face so red?"

Chen Dashan stared at Qin Xuan, reaching out to touch her forehead.

"Wow, it’s so hot?"

Chen Dashan was surprised and quickly took out silver needles and disinfectant alcohol from his medical box, then pulled Qin Xuan to the second-floor room for acupuncture.

Qi Shuzhu watched as Chen Dashan and Qin Xuan ascended the stairs, her eyes full of calculation.

Was Chen Dashan going upstairs to do acupuncture?

When it came to traditional Chinese medicine, Qi Shuzhu wasn’t lacking either. The Qi family had been practitioners for generations, a true medical lineage. She started learning at the age of three, acupuncture at five, and began observing clinical practice with her grandfather by nine. If she could take a look at which acupuncture technique Chen Dashan was using, she would understand his true level of expertise.

With this thought, her eyes blazed with eagerness.

Chen Dashan wasn’t selling his prescriptions, but if she could learn something by staying close to him, or even eavesdrop a bit, she would not walk away empty-handed even without the formula for the Beautifying Pill.

Chen Dashan having her stay on as a maid was a miscalculation on his smartness.

The corners of Qi Shuzhu’s mouth turned up and she was about to ascend the stairs after Chen Dashan and Qin Xuan, a look of excitement on her face.

"Where are you going?"

Wu Hongling’s cold voice came from behind her, causing Qi Shuzhu’s heart to pound like a drum. Wu Hongling was a die-hard fan of Chen Dashan and couldn’t be bought. If she caught on, she would undoubtedly tell Chen Dashan.

With this in mind, Qi Shuzhu turned around awkwardly and said, "I... I was just going upstairs to check on... yes, to have a look..."

"Curious, are you?"

Wu Hongling asked with folded arms, before chuckling, "I’d advise you not to be too curious. If you watch, it definitely won’t feel good afterward."

Won’t feel good?

Qi Shuzhu did not understand the meaning of this statement, and, afraid that Wu Hongling would realize something was amiss, she smiled ingratiatingly and said, "It’s fine, then I won’t look. I’ll just go tidy up the rooms."

After that, Qi Shuzhu quickly dashed to a room on the first floor.

Wu Hongling watched her retreat and shook her head, then returned to her own room to rest.

There were too many women around Chen Dashan. After all, a great man never lacks for women’s attention. Every woman was eagerly anticipating, and not only did Qi Shuzhu want to follow him upstairs, but so did Wu Hongling herself. Watching, however, would eventually lead to being overcome with emotions and then the wait would continue.

Everyone hates being spied upon, Chen Dashan was no exception, and certainly not a saint—so she, Wu Hongling, would not go.

...

Meanwhile, inside a room on the second floor.

"Bang!" Chen Dashan slammed the door shut behind him.

Qin Xuan, holding a canvas bag, tensed all over when she heard the noise behind her. Taking a deep breath, she turned and rushed into Chen Dashan’s arms, wrapping her arms around his neck and saying, "Brother Dashan, I’m not actually sick... I just missed you."

Qin Xuan was tall and even taller in high heels, about eye level with Dashan. Her head was lowered, her small face as red as a juicy apple.

Chen Dashan hugged her slim waist, comforting her, "It’s okay, you can come over anytime in the future."

"No, that’s not it... Brother Dashan, you promised me a reward after the press conference. Does that offer still stand?"

Qin Xuan’s eyes brimmed with tears, her emotions riding high.

Chen Dashan was taken aback.

Qin Xuan might look mature with her tall figure, but she was actually just of age, still a young girl.

Seeing Dashan speechless, Qin Xuan lowered her head, tossed the canvas bag on the floor, and with her hands behind her back, she unzipped the back of her dress, letting it drop to her waist.

"Xuanxuan?"

At her action, Chen Dashan’s eyes widened, not because his self-control was lacking, but because Qin Xuan’s figure was so stunning he couldn’t contain himself.

Qin Xuan turned her head and took Chen Dashan’s hands, placing them on her snowy, tender mounds, each as full and bouncy as could be—the most ample peaks he had ever seen.

As his hands kneaded them, they felt slippery, full.

Impossible to fully grasp, the perky mounds were topped with tender, rosy buds. Qin Xuan’s face, already as red as if it were about to bleed, looked down and whispered softly, "Brother Dashan, I want to be your woman, is that okay?"

"I haven’t been with any other man, nor do I like anyone else. You are the first person I’ve liked, and you will be the last."

After speaking, Qin Xuan, flushed, moved closer to Dashan, her soft, pink lips gently pressing against his.

A tingling sensation surged through him like an electric current, making Dashan’s breathing hasten. The heat from his hands escalated as they groped the large, plush ’rabbits’. Qin Xuan instantly went limp in his arms, her limbs weak, panting softly, "Mmm..."

Heat spread throughout Qin Xuan’s body, moans squeezed from her throat.

In such a state, Dashan couldn’t hold back. He lifted Qin Xuan by her waist and gently placed her on the bed, then with a mischievous smile, he caught her hand and slid it to his chest and kept guiding it downward.

When she touched something burning hot and firm, Qin Xuan blinked, her face turning even redder, resembling a ripe red apple.

Chen Dashan smirked, "You performed well today, Brother Dashan will ’give you a shot’!"

With that, Chen Dashan pressed her down. Her snow-white, delicate body was fine and lustrous, her ample breasts squeezed flat like deflated balloons by Dashan’s hands. His hands remained busy, continuously kneading the dewy flower buds.

"Ah..."

"Brother Dashan, I’m so hot..."

Qin Xuan, naturally a Pure Yang Physique, was ten times more sensitive than an average person. Now, the bedsheets were wet.

...

Outside Chen Dashan’s room.

Qi Shuzhu crouched sneakily at the door, pressing her ear against it, her brow furrowed as she listened intently to the sounds inside.

The villa’s soundproofing was decent. Aside from the moans and groans, Qi Shuzhu couldn’t catch any useful information. No, she had to get something on Dashan to see if his medical skill and formulas were really as miraculous as claimed.

"Creak..."

Qi Shuzhu quietly opened the door, peering through the crack. She saw two entangled figures, the woman with an explosive figure lying on the bed while Dashan, naked, was thrusting continuously, both looking satisfied and unrestrained, her arms wrapped around Dashan’s torso, moving rhythmically.

"Brother Dashan, I... I can’t hold on anymore..."