Chapter 176: Aphrodisiac

"Use your mouth... to suck it out?"

Yue Feifei froze, her mind going blank for a full three seconds.

She first glanced at Yang Xun, noticing he was staring straight at her, then subconsciously looked down at herself.

The wound was on the left side of her chest, less than two fingers’ breadth away from her most private area.

In other words, if he were to suck it out with his mouth, Yang Xun’s lips... would have to press against her breast.

At that thought, Yue Feifei’s mind buzzed.

’Oh my god, this is so awkward!’

’We’re old classmates who haven’t seen each other in years, and this is what we’re doing at our first reunion?’

Yue Feifei bit her lip, her expression a mask of extreme conflict.

"See? I knew you wouldn’t be able to accept it."

Seeing Yue Feifei’s delayed response, Yang Xun gave a helpless, understanding smile.

However, the moment he said it, Yue Feifei’s reaction took him by surprise.

"Who said I can’t accept it?"

Yue Feifei snapped her head up, her innate stubbornness flaring. Putting on an air of nonchalance, she puffed out her chest and said in a crisp, decisive tone, "Fine. Come over and suck it out!"

With that, she fell back onto the bed, placing her hands by her sides in a posture of complete cooperation.

But as she watched Yang Xun approach step by step, she couldn’t stop her mind from imagining the scene to come.

WHOOSH!

Yue Feifei’s face instantly turned beet red, the blush spreading from her cheeks all the way to the tips of her ears. Even the skin on her neck flushed a shade of pink.

She quickly shut her eyes and began frantically psyching herself up.

’Calm down! Calm down!’

’If I don’t get this poison out soon, I’m going to die!’

’I’m already at death’s door, why worry about trivial things like this?’

’Besides, it’s just touching my chest. It’s not like we’re doing anything improper.’

’Yang Xun is a doctor, and this is to save my life. It doesn’t matter!’

Having reasoned with herself, Yue Feifei’s mind finally calmed a little, but her face was still burning red.

Yang Xun sat down on the edge of the bed and first lowered his head to carefully inspect Yue Feifei’s wound.

Then, his brow furrowed.

The location of the wound was too awkward. It was right next to the edge of her bra. The black lace cup obscured almost half of it, and part of the spreading, purplish-blue mark of the poison extended underneath the cup, making it impossible to see everything.

Yang Xun hesitated for a second before finally speaking. "You’ll need to take off your bra. Otherwise, it will interfere with sucking out the poison."

Yue Feifei’s eyes snapped open, and she looked up to stare directly at Yang Xun.

Her almond-shaped eyes locked onto his, as if searching for even the slightest trace of ill intent.

But all she saw was sincerity.

Yang Xun’s gaze was impossibly frank. There was no evasiveness, not a hint of lewdness—just the pure seriousness of a doctor discussing a treatment plan with a patient.

Yue Feifei was silent for two seconds before ultimately choosing to trust him.

She took a deep breath, pushed herself into a sitting position, and reached her hands behind her back, her fingers finding the clasp of her bra.

"CLICK."

The clasp came undone.

The black lace bra slid down her shoulders, and she tossed it aside.

Suddenly, everything was exposed before Yang Xun’s eyes.

Freed from their restraints, her twin peaks sprang forth like two full, white jade peaches. They were firm, round, and so perfectly shaped it was unreal. Her skin was fair and delicate, glowing with a soft luster under the light. At their tips, two points of pale pink were like the small, exquisite buds of early spring.

GULP!

Yang Xun’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

"Stop staring!"

Feeling Yang Xun’s scorching gaze upon her, Yue Feifei threw her arms across her chest. Her face was as red as a baboon’s ass, her voice a mixture of shame and anger.

Her words snapped the stunned Yang Xun out of his daze. He quickly averted his eyes, took a deep breath, and threw all the stray thoughts from his mind, forcing himself to enter a clinical state.

"Move your arms, or I can’t treat you."

Yue Feifei hesitated for a moment but still lowered her arms. She turned her head to the side and stared intently at the wall, not daring to look at Yang Xun.

Yang Xun leaned down, his lips slowly approaching the wound.

The warmth of his breath ghosted across Yue Feifei’s chest first, raising a fine layer of goosebumps.

An instant later, his lips pressed against her skin.

The soft, warm sensation made Yang Xun’s heart suddenly skip a few beats.

The wound’s location was truly treacherous. His lips were practically pressed against that most sensitive area; if he moved just a fraction lower, he would take that pale pink cherry into his mouth.

Yang Xun desperately controlled himself. True Qi seeped from the tip of his tongue, enveloping the poison, and he sucked hard.

A cold, foul-tasting liquid filled his mouth—the black, stagnant blood mixed with the poison.

Yue Feifei’s whole body shuddered violently, her hands gripping the bedsheets tightly.

She could clearly feel Yang Xun’s lips pressed tightly against her chest—warm, soft. With every pull, the sucking sensation spread from the wound throughout her entire body, a tingling, numbing feeling that was indescribably strange.

This was the first time in her life she had ever been so intimate with a man.

In over twenty years, not only had a man never touched her chest, she had never even held a man’s hand.

Usually, when she was out working cases, she was a whirlwind of decisive action, impossibly cool and competent. The men around her would all have to respectfully call her "Sister Yue."

But at this moment, she was like a helpless little girl, lying stiffly on the bed, not daring to even breathe too loudly.

With every movement of Yang Xun’s lips, her heart beat a little faster.

The unfamiliar sensation threw her mind into chaos, making it impossible to think about anything at all.

She could only bite her lip, turn her face away, and squeeze her eyes shut, pretending none of this was happening.

「A few minutes later.」

Yang Xun finally sucked out the last of the poisoned blood. He straightened up and walked quickly into the bathroom.

The faucet gushed to life. He rinsed his mouth several times, washing away all the residual poisoned blood, then splashed his face with clean water.

The moment he walked out of the bathroom, wiping his mouth, he froze on the spot.

Something was wrong with Yue Feifei on the bed.

Her face was an unnatural red. It wasn’t the red of shyness, but a feverish, flushed crimson that spread from her cheeks down to her neck and chest. Even her skin had taken on an abnormal pink hue.

Her eyes were half-open, her gaze hazy and unfocused, her pupils slightly dilated. Her lips were parted, and rapid, shallow breaths escaped from between them.

But what stunned Yang Xun even more was that Yue Feifei’s hands were constantly caressing her own body, her movements unconscious, as if driven by some external force.

She had even taken off her pants. Her long, straight legs were bare, exposed to the air, constantly rubbing against the sheets in an incredibly suggestive manner.

’What the hell is going on?’

Yang Xun was completely baffled. He stood frozen in the bathroom doorway, his brain short-circuiting for a moment.

But he quickly snapped out of it, rushing to the bedside in a few quick strides. He grabbed Yue Feifei’s wrist, placed two fingers on her pulse, and sent a surge of True Qi into her.

In the next moment, Yang Xun’s pupils contracted violently, and his expression changed drastically.

He had never imagined that the potent poison on that Silver Needle was actually laced with a powerful aphrodisiac!

And not just any ordinary aphrodisiac, but a top-grade one that infused directly into the bloodstream and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Before, the poison and the aphrodisiac had been mixed together, its effects masked by the symptoms of the potent toxin, which was why he hadn’t detected it during his initial diagnosis.

Now that the poison was sucked out, the suppressed aphrodisiac erupted instantly, rampaging through Yue Feifei’s body like a bursting dam.

’If this aphrodisiac isn’t neutralized soon... she’ll die!!’

"I... I’m so hot...!!"

Just then, Yue Feifei abruptly shot up and threw herself into Yang Xun’s arms, the softness of her chest instantly pressing against his...