The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 213: Su Qingcheng’s Secret_1

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Su Qingcheng’s Secret_1

"Miss Su, what you are experiencing is ’Drunk on Spiritual Essence.’ You can think of it as being drunk on alcohol..."

Ning Fan, seeing Su Qingcheng recollect some memories, began to explain to her.

As Ning Fan explained, Su Qingcheng, no matter how embarrassed and angry she felt, couldn’t blame him; she only bit her lips tightly, filled with regret.

"But I still find it strange. Generally, people who are Drunk on Spiritual Essence just need to sleep it off, and they’ll be fine upon waking. It’s rare to see someone react the way you did... Miss Su, are you experiencing any other discomfort? Perhaps I can take your pulse and diagnose you?"

Ning Fan expressed his doubts.

"I don’t have any other ailments! I don’t need your treatment! I don’t need you to take my pulse! Just go away! My matters have nothing to do with you!"

But Su Qingcheng vehemently shook her head in denial, uncharacteristically adamant.

Her denial was too rushed, almost to the point of incoherence, raising suspicion of the presence of that proverbial "three hundred taels of silver."

Ning Fan furrowed his brows, "Miss Su, are you avoiding your illness and shunning the physician?"

"I’m not avoiding the illness nor shunning the physician! I’ve told you, I’m not sick, I don’t need your treatment, just get out..."

With a face flushed with shame and anger, Su Qingcheng wrapped in a blanket stood up and loudly demanded Ning Fan leave.

But the next second.

She suddenly furrowed her brows, gripping the blanket with one hand and pressing the other against her chest, her face revealing a strange expression of both pain and pleasure.

"Mmm..."

A muffled groan escaped from her nose.

The combination of that sound and expression unconsciously brought a word to Ning Fan’s mind:

Seductive!

Ning Fan instinctively thought back to that time on Lake Heart Island in the room, where both of them had been drugged, and he had nearly lost control of himself...

Right now, Su Qingcheng’s demeanor was almost eighty percent similar to that time!

Ning Fan intended to leave immediately to avoid further misunderstandings, but remembering Xu Yourong’s repeated requests to take care of Su Qingcheng, he sighed, "Miss Su, please forgive my intrusion."

Having said that, he stepped forward, forcibly made Su Qingcheng sit down on the bed, and then reached out to take her wrist.

One minute later.

Ning Fan withdrew his hand and said, "Miss Su, let me ask you, do you sometimes feel unable to control your sensations or behavior? To put it simply, do you find your desires particularly strong, leading to some loss of control over your physical actions? To outsiders, it may appear that you are... um, bold, open, or even flirty..."

Su Qingcheng’s face turned red with anger, "Ning Fan, stop spouting nonsense! Get out of here!"

Ning Fan shook his head, "Miss Su, you are indeed ill. Your condition would be referred to in traditional Chinese medicine as ’yin deficiency and excessive yang fire,’ and in Western medicine, it could be called severe estrogen imbalance... When you have an episode, your body’s sensations are more than ten times more sensitive than usual."

"If I’m not mistaken, the reason you had such a... strange reaction after becoming Drunk on Spiritual Essence was probably because the excess Spiritual Energy triggered your illness."

"Moreover, if you don’t seek treatment, the intervals between episodes will become shorter and the severity will deepen..."

"And the sensitivity of your body will continue to increase, from the current tenfold to a hundredfold..."

"By then, even the slightest friction between your body and clothes may cause an uncontrollable, strong reaction, making you lose your composure in public..."

Ning Fan stated Su Qingcheng’s entire condition in one breath.

"You you you! You’re talking nonsense! You... you..."

Su Qingcheng was beside herself with shame and fury, her face flushed and hot, still trying to vehemently deny it, but eventually, her head drooped in resignation.

What Ning Fan had just said was all accurate, without a single mistake...

In fact, Ning Fan had left out something because saying it would have embarrassed Su Qingcheng even more.

And that was:

The reason Su Qingcheng appeared to dislike men was actually to suppress this illness!

To control her condition, she kept telling herself: I don’t like men, I only like women!

Over time...

Ning Fan sighed, no wonder Xu Yourong had said to him that Su Qingcheng was quite pitiable indeed.

"Miss Su, don’t be sad, I can cure your illness," Ning Fan pondered for a moment before adding.

"What? You can cure it?"

Su Qingcheng suddenly looked up at Ning Fan, her eyes shining with a fierce light.

She had secretly sought many famous physicians for her illness, but none of them had been able to help.

He Wushang from Capital City, the renowned physician Duanmu Liang from the northwest, and Miao Jiang’s famed healer Mu Guiying... She had approached all the famous physicians she could find, yet all were helpless against her condition.

Thus, she had already lost hope.

"I can cure it," Ning Fan nodded affirmatively.

"You had better not be lying to me! And you’d better not be using treatment as a pretext for some other motive!" Su Qingcheng said through clenched teeth.

Despair was not the most painful thing; the most painful was to give someone who had lost all hope a glimpse of it, only to shatter it mercilessly!

"I’m not lying to you, nor do I have any ulterior motives. I’m only telling you this because Miss Xu entrusted me to take care of you," Ning Fan replied, shaking his head.

"Fine, I’ll trust you one more time. When can you start treating me?" Su Qingcheng asked, her teeth clenched.

"We can start right now. First, you need to take off all your clothes, not leaving a single piece," Ning Fan instructed.

"You!" Su Qingcheng was furious with humiliation.

Was Ning Fan deliberately trying to humiliate her?