Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 325 - 325 325 of Shennong's Inner Canon

325: Chapter 325 of Shennong’s Inner Canon 325: Chapter 325 of Shennong’s Inner Canon Qin Han was intently studying the “Shennong Herbal Classic,” oblivious to Song Yuwei leaning quietly against the door, watching him.

As Song Yuwei looked at Qin Han’s serious demeanor, she found him increasingly charming and wondered why she hadn’t noticed these qualities in him before.

Thinking about how he treated her that night…

a blush rose unbidden on Song Yuwei’s face.

After sharing a room with him, Song Yuwei felt more attached to Qin Han than ever, to the point where even while reviewing documents at the office, she would think of him.

Once a woman has shared the intimacy of skin with a man, she gives her everything to him, filling her heart entirely with thoughts of this man.

Of course, there are always exceptions, and here we speak of a normal woman.

If a man hasn’t utterly broken a woman’s heart, she won’t easily leave him.

Song Yuwei moved quietly to stand behind Qin Han, and seeing his ears twitch subconsciously, her heart swelled with sweetness.

She knew that Qin Han had impressive martial prowess, making it impossible for ordinary people to get close to him.

As she approached him, Qin Han had instinctively sensed someone behind him, but relaxed his guard once he realized it was her.

Immersed in the world of the book.

In fact, Qin Han was indeed absorbed in the “Shennong Herbal Classic” because he had stumbled upon a set of “Internal Cultivation Methods” within it, which seemed to exist solely for healing purposes.

The “Inner Strength” cultivated could serve as a source for treating patients, and many acupuncture techniques in the classic required the use of this kind of “Inner Strength.”

This set of “Internal Cultivation Methods” was called “Shennong’s Inner Canon!”

It shared a mysterious affinity with the “Inner Canon of Huangdi.”

At that moment, Qin Han felt as if he were standing before the Medicine Ancestor Shennong himself, observing how he practiced these “Internal Cultivation Methods.” Everything before his eyes was so vivid, as if two individuals separated by thousands of years had met in a wondrous space at this very moment.

The two masters of medicine discussed the exquisite use of these cultivation methods.

Qin Han shared his confusions, and the elderly man opposite him clarified each one.

Gazing at the old man, whose beard reached down to his abdomen, Qin Han was filled with respect.

Although he didn’t possess the mythical appearance of a human with a serpent’s tail, a faint medicinal aura surrounded the Medicine Ancestor.

Qin Han was certain this person was the Medicine Ancestor because only he could have created and demonstrated the “Shennong’s Inner Canon” with such lucidity.

Feeling the pressure on his shoulder, Qin Han’s vision returned to normal, withdrawing from that special space.

Looking at the “Shennong Herbal Classic” in its original form before him, Qin Han inwardly sighed with regret.

“What’s the matter?

Did I disturb your reading?” Song Yuwei asked softly.

Turning around, Qin Han smiled lightly and replied, “No.”

Qin Han would not believe what just happened was an illusion, for he had truly experienced its reality.

He did not seek to understand the reason, for even top human scientists had many phenomena they couldn’t explain.

There is a story, for instance, from a World War II battlefield years later, where people often heard gunfire at night.

Scientists explained it was due to the unique geology of the area, capable of recording sounds during thunderstorms like a tape recorder.

But was that really the case?

No one could say for certain.

Similarly, the phenomenon that had just occurred with the “Shennong Herbal Classic” might be explained by a similar principle.

Qin Han was not one to dwell on gains and losses.

Some things, when acquired, are simply a matter of fate.

Besides, he had nearly grasped the essence of “Shennong’s Inner Canon.”

Perhaps there would be another opportunity to trigger this phenomenon in the “Shennong Herbal Classic.”

“You looked really handsome while reading just now!” Song Yuwei teased.

Qin Han reached back to pull Song Yuwei into his embrace and said with a smile, “I’ve always been handsome, alright!”

“So cheeky!” Song Yuwei retorted, playfully scraping his nose.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” Qin Han asked softly, his arms encircling Song Yuwei’s waist.

“Just finished looking at the files and saw you weren’t there, so I came to check on you!

Want to keep looking for a while?”

“Yes, but not at books anymore!” Qin Han said, blinking.

Song Yuwei asked in confusion, “If not books, then what are you looking at?”

“Looking at you!” a faint smile hung on Qin Han’s lips.

“Such slick talk!” Song Yuwei lightly hit him on the chest.

“During the day, Yalin said you’ve become more beautiful?” Qin Han teased Song Yuwei.

Hearing Qin Han say this, Song Yuwei’s face suddenly turned red, and she retorted coyly, “You eavesdrop on women’s whispers too?”

“I didn’t eavesdrop.

Xiang Xiao said it so loudly.

I was just saying that Xiang Xiao looks better than before, it seems that he and Number Three are probably going to get married soon,” Qin Han said with a hint of a smile.

Song Yuwei raised an eyebrow, interrogating like she was questioning a criminal, “What about me, then?”

“You?

Also became a bit more beautiful!” Qin Han said with a smile.

“Just a bit?” Song Yuwei glared, her finger already tracing along Qin Han’s waist.

“Hmm.” The smile on Qin Han’s face grew stronger, then he continued, “Because you were already very beautiful before, even an improvement can’t be much, to improve further would be nearly perfection.”

“So you can speak well!” Song Yuwei rolled her eyes at Qin Han, her face filled with allure.

Seeing Song Yuwei rarely showing such a coquettish expression, Qin Han was so captivated that he stared blankly without speaking.

“What are you looking at, dummy!” Song Yuwei said with bashfulness.

This was simply too lethal!

Sultry and shy, perhaps this is the type all men adore.

To show sultriness and vivid charm in front of her own man and elegance, purity to the outside world.

Qin Han didn’t speak, just pulled Song Yuwei tighter into his embrace.

“Ah!” Song Yuwei exclaimed, then looked at Qin Han with a face full of reproach.

Looking down, she saw that Qin Han’s hand had already started to wander.

Song Yuwei’s body instantly went limp, collapsing onto Qin Han.

For a moment, the study was filled with the aura of spring…

(Leave it to your imagination!)

Song Yuwei opened her eyes to see Qin Han still deep in sleep, placed her arm under her head for a pillow, and stared intently at his face, as if to thoroughly and clearly memorize every feature.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Song Yuwei turned her head to see the little one drowsily standing at the door.

Upon seeing Song Yuwei, a sweet smile immediately appeared on the child’s face.

The little one wiggled onto the bed.

Song Yuwei made a ‘shush’ gesture to the little one who carefully laid down between Song Yuwei and Qin Han.

Suddenly, Qin Han’s big hands pulled both of them into his embrace, a smile appearing on his lips.

Song Yuwei then realized that this guy had probably been awake for a while, just pretending to sleep.

“Mommy, Daddy is pretending to sleep!” the little one said with a giggly laugh.

Song Yuwei looked at the little one with a smiling face and said, “Shall we punish him?”

“Okay!”

Finishing her words, Song Yuwei and the little one climbed on top of Qin Han.

The little one even sat down on Qin Han’s chest, covering his mouth and nose with small hands that were too small to completely cover them both.

And Song Yuwei turned Qin Han’s belly into her personal trampoline…