Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 816: Chapter 816: Rising Above to Become a Phoenix

Yang Cheng raised an eyebrow and did not refuse, taking the bank card and handing over the porcelain bottle.

"Go back and tell Chairman Gong, take one every time before intercourse, the effect lasts for two to three days, and do not exceed the dosage."

"Yes, I will definitely relay the message."

The secretary carefully put away the porcelain bottle and turned to get into the car.

...

Night fell at an upscale apartment owned by Gong Jian.

Gong Jian sat in the study, holding the porcelain bottle in his hand, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

He hesitated for a long time before finally opening the bottle stopper, pouring out a deep brown Medicine Pill into his palm, which felt warm and exuded a fragrant aroma, invigorating merely with a sniff.

Gong Jian gritted his teeth, placed the Medicine Pill in his mouth, and swallowed it.

A moment later, a wave of heat rose from his abdomen, quickly spreading to his limbs, the long-lost sensation of heat making his whole body shiver.

"This medicine truly works."

A hint of joy flashed in Gong Jian’s eyes, having instructed beforehand that if any adverse reactions occurred after taking the medicine, the Gong Family would use all its power to kill Yang Cheng and Kong Lingwen.

He stood up, walked out of the study, and came to a gracefully furnished guest room.

Inside, a young and beautiful woman sat at the bedside, nervously twisting her fingers.

Her name was Su Xiaowan, twenty-two years old, recently graduated from a prestigious university, her family was poor but she was excellent in behavior and study, carefully chosen by Gong Jian’s secretary.

"Chairman Gong..."

Seeing Gong Jian enter, Su Xiaowan quickly stood up, her voice trembling slightly.

Gong Jian assessed her, oval face, willow leaf eyebrows, fair skin, tall and slim, not a stunning beauty but pure and clean, clearly a girl from a good family.

"Sit down."

Gong Jian’s voice was gentle, sitting down beside her.

Su Xiaowan’s body clearly tensed, but she obediently sat down.

"Are you nervous?"

Gong Jian asked.

"No... not really."

Su Xiaowan bowed her head, not daring to look at him, but her trembling revealed her inner feelings.

After a moment of silence, Gong Jian slowly reached out, gently lifting her chin, softly saying: "You’re very pretty."

Su Xiaowan’s face instantly reddened, a hint of shyness in her eyes. She already knew why she was here; for someone of her status, being with Gong Jian was like becoming a phoenix rising to prominence.

Though Gong Jian was older, he was not lacking in looks, plus he was generous and gentle, which was already enough.

Gong Jian, seeing her shy demeanor, felt the heat in his abdomen intensify, unable to resist, he pressed down on her.

Su Xiaowan’s body stiffened, then slowly relaxed, responding awkwardly.

The two collapsed onto the bed, clothing gradually removed, Gong Jian’s breath becoming heavier, feeling as though he had returned to eighteen years old, his body full of strength.

"Ah..."

Su Xiaowan let out a soft cry, then bit her lip, her face full of pain.

Outside the window, the moonlight was deep, inside, the room was filled with springtime passion.

Three hours later, the intimate encounter ended.

Su Xiaowan nestled against Gong Jian’s chest, her face still flushed, eyes full of lingering daze, but her brows and eyes showed satisfaction.

She had never expected a man in his fifties to have such abundant energy, leading her to the brink of collapse.

That soul-stirring feeling made her completely surrender; his age was no longer a concern.

"Chairman Gong..."

She spoke softly, her voice tender and slightly appeasing.

"Privately, call me husband from now on, especially in bed."

Gong Jian held her, his lips reflecting a satiated smile, his large hand roving over her body.

He was full of contentment, feeling as though he was twenty-two again, recalling how back then, many noble daughters in Zhonghai fancied him, he meticulously chose Yan Lizhu only because the Yan Family could aid the Gong Family in business.

Though they were sweet in their newlywed days, those times had long passed, and twenty-plus years later, he had lost interest in Yan Lizhu; his body was failing him. Without Yang Cheng’s aphrodisiac pill, he would never have known he could still regain his vigor.

This sensation was simply marvelous, making it hard for him to resist, wishing he could engage in endless rounds with Su Xiaowan.

"Husband."

Su Xiaowan coquettishly called out, her cheeks once again blushing, a flash of shyness and sweetness in her eyes.

Gong Jian smiled contentedly, finally understanding why those old guys loved being with young women.

"Xiaowan, you will live here from now on, I will treat you well, no matter how long you stay with me, I’ll gift this apartment to you as compensation."

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaowan’s eyes lit up briefly, followed by a scarcely noticeable ambition.

Originally just agreeing to this for money, she changed her mind; after just one night willing to give her an apartment, what if she bore a child for the Gong Family? She might become the future mistress of the Gong Family.

This old man, she was determined to keep.

Unbeknownst to her, Gong Jian’s thoughts aligned with hers, both wanting a child, though Gong Jian intended to keep the child and discard the mother.

...

Three days passed swiftly, and the day of the wedding arrived.

The sky had not yet brightened, but the Kong Family Villa was bustling, servants busying themselves in and out, decorating the courtyard to be even more festive.

A red carpet stretched from the gate to the main building, lined with flowers on both sides, a faint floral fragrance permeating the air.

Inside Kong Lingwen’s room, the makeup artist was applying cosmetics to her.

She kept her eyes closed, letting the makeup artist brush and smear on her face, feeling a bit nervous, a gentle smile lingering on her lips.

"Alright, Ms. Kong, you can open your eyes."

The makeup artist’s voice rang out.

Kong Lingwen opened her eyes, staring at the reflection in the mirror, suddenly frozen in place.

The woman in the mirror had skin like congealed fat, brows like distant mountains, lips like cherry blossoms, and enchanting eyes that seemed to speak.

Her long, black hair was elegantly piled, revealing a slender, fair neck, the veil cascading down from her bun, layers of thin fabric dreamlike and ethereal, highlighting her as if a fairy descending.

"So beautiful!"

Even Cheng Ruonan, who usually didn’t fancy Kong Lingwen, couldn’t help but exclaim admiration.

"Yes, Yang Cheng will definitely not be able to take his eyes off of you."

Cheng Qiyue also echoed with a smile.

Kong Lingwen’s lips curved slightly, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Meanwhile, Yang Cheng was changing clothes in the bedroom, just putting on the jacket of his suit when the door suddenly swung open.

"I’ll be out soon."

He thought it was a servant who came in, but as soon as he spoke his waist was embraced from behind, turning to see it was Yang Xiao whom he hadn’t seen for a while.

Yang Xiao’s eyes were slightly swollen, looking at him with watery eyes, with a mix of grievance and longing, instantly softening Yang Cheng’s heart.

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