Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 788: Chapter 788: A Chance Encounter

The servant led Mr. Yang to the bathroom, where the bathtub was already filled with hot water, and a set of clean clothes was placed nearby.

He quickly shed his tattered clothes and stepped into the bathtub. The warm water washed over his body, driving away the cold and exhaustion.

The hot water soon turned black, covered with various grime and filth, which was enough to make one feel nauseous.

Mr. Yang changed the water three times in a row, only then did he manage to wash himself thoroughly, leaving a fresh fragrance behind.

He walked out of the bathroom wearing clean clothes, his hair still damp, looking much refreshed, but the fatigue in his eyes was undeniable.

The dining table in the front hall was laden with sumptuous dishes and various supplements, including ginseng chicken soup, bird’s nest, and an assortment of seafood, filling the entire table.

To help Mr. Yang replenish his body, Jiang Heping spared no effort in using the finest ingredients he could think of, fearing he might seem inhospitable.

Although he hadn’t been with Jiang Heping for long, it was evident that he was a man of sentiment and honor, so treating Jiang Yu, Mr. Yang was motivated not just by the Sun Essence Gold but also not wanting this father to be heartbroken.

Once seated, Mr. Yang began devouring the food ravenously. Having battled in the funeral parlor for a whole day and night, his energy was massively depleted. His hunger was such that his chest felt glued to his back, and the notion of elegance was out of the question.

"Mr. Yang, try the seafood flown in just today. Drink more ginseng chicken soup. You’ve truly been through a lot these past few days."

Jiang Heping personally served him soup, something usually done by the servants, but he felt if he didn’t, he wouldn’t be compensating Mr. Yang for risking his life to acquire the Moon Marrow Blood Platinum.

Beside him, Cheng Qiyue continuously placed food on Mr. Yang’s plate, her beautiful eyes filled with sympathy.

"Eat slowly, don’t choke."

"Mmm hmm."

Mr. Yang replied vaguely, his mouth stuffed with food, cheeks puffed out like a hamster, not refusing anything placed in front of him.

After a meal like a whirlwind, half the dishes on the table were gone, only then did Mr. Yang put down his chopsticks in satisfaction and let out a burp.

"Full?"

Cheng Qiyue asked with a smile.

"Full, any more and I’d burst."

Mr. Yang patted his round belly and sighed contentedly. The past few days had worn him out to the point of forgetting hunger, and faced with such a table of sumptuous dishes, he couldn’t hold back.

"Since you’re full, get some sleep. It’s late, and anyway, Miss Jiang’s condition is stable for now."

Cheng Qiyue gently advised, glancing at Jiang Heping nearby.

He showed no displeasure and chimed in, "Yes, Miss Cheng is right. Since Yu is okay, you should rest; getting the Moon Marrow Blood Platinum isn’t urgent."

Mr. Yang nodded, "I’ll just check on Miss Jiang again to ensure everything’s okay, then I can rest easy."

Seeing his sincerity and responsibility, Jiang Heping was deeply moved.

The group proceeded to Jiang Yu’s room, where Mr. Yang checked her pulse and used his X-ray Vision to examine her internal state.

Three Silver Needles were steadily inserted at her heart, firmly suppressing the dark red Rabbit Source Qi. Though Jiang Yu’s face was pale, her breathing was stable and her life not in immediate danger.

"No problem, she can definitely hold on until tomorrow."

Mr. Yang breathed a sigh of relief and turned to Cheng Qiyue, "Qi Yue, I’m going to take a nap first; you should rest early too. Tomorrow when the treatment starts, it might be very busy."

"Okay, you go ahead; I’ll stay with Miss Jiang."

Cheng Qiyue nodded. She hadn’t been sleeping well these past two days either, with dark circles under her eyes, but because she’d been keeping watch, Jiang Yu’s condition was discovered in time.

"No need for that, she’s okay for now. You need rest too."

Mr. Yang gently persuaded, then without giving her a chance to refuse, pulled her toward the room.

But Jiang Heping was worried. He and the butler took turns keeping watch, so if the Silver Needle showed signs of rising, they could promptly call Mr. Yang to remedy it.

As soon as his body hit the bed, exhaustion washed over Mr. Yang like a tide. Without even pulling up the covers, he fell into a deep sleep.

This sleep was particularly sound, without even a dream.

When he opened his eyes again, the window outside was bright, sunlight streaming through the curtains, casting a golden patch of light on the floor.

Mr. Yang stretched languidly, feeling utterly refreshed, the fatigue from the previous day and night’s struggle at the funeral parlor finally dispelled for the most part.

"Awake?"

Cheng Qiyue entered with a bowl of hot porridge, smiling, "Drink some porridge to warm your stomach, then have breakfast later."

"Qi Yue, you’re up so early."

Mr. Yang, noticing her still tired demeanor, couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache.

"Worried about Miss Jiang’s health, I couldn’t sleep."

Cheng Qiyue handed him the porridge, then moved behind him, her slender fingers pressing into his shoulders, gently massaging.

"Does it feel good?"

"Mmm... good."

Mr. Yang squinted his eyes, relishing Cheng Qiyue’s gentle massage, feeling thoroughly comfortable, voicing a hum of satisfaction.

As she massaged, Cheng Qiyue softly inquired, "Mr. Yang, did you and Feng Jiuge really not know each other before? Did you actually meet her in the Land of Extreme Yin?"

Her tone carried a hint of probing, clearly concerned about the sudden appearance of that cold, beautiful woman.

"It was really a chance encounter."

Mr. Yang took a sip of porridge, speaking slowly, "She’s very powerful; we exchanged more than a dozen moves without deciding a winner. I mentioned retrieving the Moon Marrow Blood Platinum to save someone, so she let me have it."

"You should have seen how many monsters the Land of Extreme Yin produces; it’s terrifying. We fought them off for a whole day and night with Feng Jiuge and barely escaped."

Mr. Yang let out a wry smile, recalling the swarm of Ghost Corpses still made his scalp tingle.

Cheng Qiyue was silent for a moment before suddenly saying, "You were so tense about her, I thought you had an unusual relationship."

"It was just a chance meeting."

Mr. Yang shook his head, "She helped me, so I had to repay the favor, and she was afflicted with Corpse Poison. I couldn’t just watch her die, could I?"

"Really just a chance meeting?"

Cheng Qiyue’s alluring eyes narrowed, her voice tinged with suspicion.

"Really, truer than true gold."

Mr. Yang raised three fingers, earnestly swearing.

Cheng Qiyue looked at his serious demeanor and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, "Alright, alright, I believe you, calm down."

Mr. Yang felt slightly helpless, wondering how she became as suspicious as Cheng Ruonan. He and Feng Jiuge really had nothing going on, it was simply a coincidental encounter.

Seeing he was reluctant to talk about this topic further, Cheng Qiyue focused on massaging him, her slender fingers gliding over his shoulders and neck, applying just the right amount of pressure, making him almost doze off again.

At that moment, a sudden commotion sounded from outside.

"What’s going on?"

Mr. Yang put down his porridge bowl, furrowing his brow.

"I’ll go have a look."

Cheng Qiyue said, then turned and exited the room.

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