Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 92: Where Did You Pick Up the Girl

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Where Did You Pick Up the Girl

Wang Yingjun’s eyes were filled with fear, his rat-like eyes constantly darting between Qin Fu and Chen Dashan, debating whether or not to speak: "Bang!" Qin Fu kicked him in the head again.

This kick made Wang Yingjun collapse on the ground, dizzy and disoriented, unable to get up for a long time.

Qin Fu roared: "I’m asking you something, are you mute?"

Wang Yingjun wanted to cry but had no tears, blurting out as if scrambling to answer: "No!"

"It wasn’t! Mr. Chen and I were just joking around, we were sparring in martial arts!"

"Yes, we were sparring!"

Wang Yingjun finished speaking, his face full of tears. He never thought he would end up like this, having his manhood destroyed without daring to protest.

Fearing Qin Fu’s dissatisfaction, Wang Yingjun knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Chen Dashan: "It’s my fault, I was blind. I was blinded by lust, please forgive me!"

"And to the two mistresses, I am now a cripple, please forgive me!"

Seeing Wang Yingjun crying with snot and tears, his face bruised and bloody, Zhang Xuewen and Zhao Jiayao were afraid he might die, making Chen Dashan responsible.

Both of them clung to Chen Dashan’s clothes, Zhang Xuewen said: "Brother Dashan, I... I feel so hot, let’s go back!"

"I’m dizzy!"

Zhao Jiayao pressed her temple with one hand. Chen Dashan looked down and knew it was likely the aphrodisiac taking effect.

Chen Dashan held the two women and stepped out of the private room, the guards and the Qin family’s bodyguards at the door quickly making way.

From beginning to end, Chen Dashan didn’t even glance at Wang Yingjun, who knelt in the private room crying and shouting like a clown.

"Housekeeper..."

Qin Family members approached, whispering in Qin Fu’s ear, their eyes following Chen Dashan’s back.

Qin Fu raised his hand to stop them: "There’s no need to say!"

This Chen Dashan certainly had some skills.

Facing Wang Yingjun’s seventy to eighty men alone, being on Wang Yingjun’s turf, and still handling it with ease meant this kid definitely had some backing.

Offending him, in case he really refused to treat Miss Qin, the consequences were not something he could bear.

It seemed this matter could only be reported to Mr. Qin before making a decision.

Thinking this, Qin Fu waved to the people behind him: "Wait here, I’ll go up to check the situation!"

...

Chen Dashan hadn’t walked out of the hotel lobby when Qin Fu’s voice came from behind: "Mr. Chen... Mr. Chen, wait a moment!"

Chen Dashan turned around to see Qin Fu catching his breath, following with a smile.

Glancing at the two women in Chen Dashan’s arms, Qin Fu immediately said: "I’m sorry, it’s really urgent."

"I will be brief. Mr. Chen, you know my family’s young lady is seriously ill. If you don’t help, I’m afraid... I’m afraid for her, having watched her grow up myself."

Seeing Qin Fu’s worried face, his expression saddened.

Chen Dashan said: "Today you also helped me out. Your young lady will continue to use my prescription, the condition won’t worsen, but it can’t be cured. I’ll treat Miss Qin when I have time, consider it repaying you!"

Qin Fu’s heart leaped with joy.

His face broke into a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, your words put me at ease!"

"Let me open the door for you!"

Qin Fu stepped forward a few steps, pushed the hotel door open, and stood aside, watching Chen Dashan exit and get into the car.

...

Inside the private room.

Qin Family members received Qin Fu’s call, and instantly there was a clatter of footsteps.

For a moment, all Qin Family members left the hotel, leaving Wang Yingjun sitting on the ground, pale-faced, and covered in dirt as if he had just escaped a disaster.

"President Wang..."

Someone timidly approached, looking at Wang Yingjun with fear and sympathy in their eyes.

How can he ever be a man again?

Wang Yingjun turned around and saw that it was his dining buddies, and instantly anger surged. How dare these people disdain him?

He immediately said: "Didn’t you always say we’d share wealth and woe? Now, seeing me like this, are you laughing at me?"

"N-No, we wouldn’t dare!"

Several middle-aged men’s eyes were filled with terror, while a cold smile appeared on Wang Yingjun’s lips as he said to his subordinates: "Close the door!"

Soon, the private room resonated with screams of agony.

...

Elsewhere, Chen Dashan sat in the backseat of a taxi with the two beauties.

Qin Fu had initially insisted on driving Chen Dashan, but Chen Dashan refused, not wanting to expose himself to the Qin Family or owe Qin Fu any favors.

"Young man, where are you headed?"

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror. At first, it was a casual glance, but seeing a young man with two stunning women who seemed drunk, he couldn’t help but look again.

"Don’t take off my clothes!"

"No!"

Before Chen Dashan could speak, Zhao Jiayao started babbling incoherently.

The atmosphere in the car became awkward.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and awkwardly said: "Wow, you young folks really know how to have fun!"

Chen Dashan’s head was covered in black lines, while the driver wore a mischievous grin.

As the car started, Zhao Jiayao, with hands covering her chest, her face flushed and eyes seductive, looked at Chen Dashan and suddenly said: "It’s you, you’re Chen Dashan. I want to take off my clothes, I’m so hot."

With that, she slid a jade-like hand under her T-shirt and began feeling under Chen Dashan’s clothes, her hand exploring delicately.

It seemed as if she was trying to strip Chen Dashan.

Wasn’t she trying to take off her own clothes?

"Ah, I feel uncomfortable, I’m so thirsty, Brother Dashan!"

Zhang Xuewen leaned against Chen Dashan, softly collapsing into his arms. The unique male scent, like an aphrodisiac, infiltrated Zhang Xuewen’s body, making her restless.

Zhang Xuewen wiggled her waist, her head burrowing into Chen Dashan’s chest.

Soon, the two women were panting heavily, one clinging to Chen Dashan’s left side, the other to his right. The aphrodisiac’s effect was strong, and it was evidently taking hold.

Chen Dashan extended his hand, placing his palm on Zhang Xuewen’s forehead, and an icy cold sensation comforted her, eliciting a moan from Zhang Xuewen.

"Ah..."

This moan made the atmosphere inside the car odd, and worse, Zhang Xuewen’s face was now buried in Chen Dashan’s crotch, her head rubbing against him, soft touches through the fabric creating a tantalizing sensation.

Chen Dashan’s body started to react, Zhang Xuewen’s burning fever, combined with her hot breath, electrified him.

The driver peeked as he drove.

Unable to resist, he asked Chen Dashan: "Brother, where did you pick up these two women? To be honest, I’m still single. If I found one, I’d laugh in my sleep."

Chen Dashan tried to withdraw his hand, but Zhang Xuewen held it down, whining: "I’m hot, don’t leave. This is comfortable!"

With that, she placed Chen Dashan’s hand on her towering bosom.

"Screech..."

The car screeched to a halt, the driver, blushing, hurriedly said: "Sorry, sorry, we’re almost there, hehe..."