Chapter 86: Stripping Off Little Sister’s Clothes

BOOM!!

When he heard his younger sister had coughed up blood and fallen unconscious, the color drained from Yang Xun’s face. The phone nearly flew from his grasp.

"Sister Ting, just hang in there! I’m on my way back now!"

Before the words had even left his mouth, Yang Xun had already twisted the throttle all the way. His electric scooter let out a sharp whine and shot off toward Xiaoxie Village like an arrow loosed from a bow.

A little over ten minutes later, the entrance to Xiaoxie Village came into view.

However, just as he was about to charge into the village, a seductive figure suddenly darted out from an alleyway, blocking his path.

SCREECH...!!

Yang Xun slammed on the brakes. His scooter left a long skid mark on the ground, coming to a halt just in front of the figure.

"Are you crazy?! Do you have a death wish..."

He stopped mid-curse when he got a clear look at the person’s face. His voice died in his throat.

Huang Qi!

Today, Huang Qi was wearing a low-cut white slip dress with a hem that stopped mid-thigh. Her long, slender legs were so pale they seemed to shimmer in the sunlight.

Her jet-black, wavy hair tumbled over her shoulders. Her makeup was exquisite, her phoenix eyes accentuated by winged eyeliner.

She exuded the kind of fatal allure unique to a mature woman.

’She’d clearly dressed up for the occasion.’

"Yang Xun! Get in here with me!"

The moment Huang Qi saw Yang Xun, her phoenix eyes lit up like a vixen spotting her prey. Without another word, she grabbed his arm and dragged him, scooter and all, into a deserted nearby alley.

"What are you doing?!"

Panicked, Yang Xun tried to pull away.

"Shh!!"

Huang Qi pressed a finger painted with wine-red nail polish to her lips. She glanced left and right, and after confirming they were alone, she leaned in close to Yang Xun’s ear. Her voice was pure seduction. "Are you free tonight? I need your... ’services’!"

As she said the word "services," her phoenix eyes flashed with unconcealed anticipation.

Yang Xun stared at Huang Qi, utterly shocked and speechless.

’We just did this yesterday, and she already wants more today?’

’Just how thirsty is this woman?’

But he had no time to get tangled up with Huang Qi right now. His sister was at home, unconscious after coughing up blood!

"Not today. I have an emergency!"

Yang Xun shook her hand off and said urgently, "We can talk about your ’services’ after I’m done with my business!"

With that, he hopped back on his electric scooter, twisted the throttle, and sped off without a backward glance, leaving her in a cloud of dust.

"Hey! You..."

Huang Qi’s outstretched hand froze in mid-air. Watching him disappear, she got so angry she stomped her high-heeled feet twice.

"That bastard! He fucks me and runs yesterday, and when I call him today, he doesn’t show up. What the hell does he take me for?!"

But for all her cursing, she couldn’t stop the scenes from yesterday from replaying in her mind: Yang Xun’s shocking endowment and the toe-curling, out-of-body experience he’d given her. Just the thought of it made her legs go weak.

After she got home last night, that 265-pound pig of a husband, Xie Haitao, had for some reason gotten it into his head to drag her into bed.

The result?

Nothing.

She felt absolutely nothing!

Xie Haitao’s pathetic little thing fumbled around for less than three minutes before he finished. Then he just rolled over and started snoring like thunder.

Meanwhile, she was left lying there staring at the ceiling, filled with an indescribable discomfort and emptiness, her mind replaying images of Yang Xun’s tempestuous, driving thrusts.

’Compared to Yang Xun, Xie Haitao was a complete child!’

’No, he wasn’t even as good as a child!’

’Xie Haitao is out on business tonight; he won’t be home...’

Huang Qi bit her bright red lips, secretly making a resolution. ’As soon as Yang Xun is finished with his business, I’m going to make him ’service’ me properly!’

...

「Meanwhile.」

Yang Xun raced along on his electric scooter, finally skidding to a stop in the yard of Mi Ting’s house.

He jumped off before the scooter had even come to a full stop.

"Xiaoxun! You’re finally back!"

Mi Ting had been waiting anxiously. Seeing Yang Xun, she rushed over as if he were her savior. Her almond-shaped eyes were incredibly swollen; she had clearly been crying for a long time.

"How is Cai Cai?!"

Yang Xun grabbed Mi Ting’s shoulders and asked urgently.

"She’s... she’s lying on the bed in the room."

Mi Ting’s voice trembled as she spoke through sobs. "She suddenly coughed up a huge mouthful of blood, and then she just passed out. I can’t wake her, no matter what I do..."

Without another word, Yang Xun nodded, let go of Mi Ting’s shoulders, and rushed into the inner room.

CREAK!

The moment he pushed the door open, the faint smell of blood hit him.

Yang Xun’s gaze immediately fell upon the small, frail figure on the bed.

Yang Cai lay on the bed, her eyes shut tight. Her long, black hair was splayed across the pillow, and her pure, youthful face was as pale as paper, completely devoid of color. A shocking trace of dark red blood stained the corner of her mouth.

The rise and fall of her chest was barely perceptible, and her breathing was shallow and intermittent, like a candle in the wind that could be snuffed out at any moment.

Yang Xun’s heart clenched painfully, as if someone were slowly carving it up with a dull knife.

He crossed to the bed in two long strides, reached out his right hand, and precisely placed three fingers on Yang Cai’s slender wrist.

True Qi seeped from his fingertips, flowing slowly along Yang Cai’s meridians like an invisible probe, meticulously scanning every corner of her body.

A few seconds later, Yang Xun’s expression turned grave.

His brow furrowed into a tight knot, his lips were pressed into a thin line, and the color slowly drained from his own face.

’The situation is far more serious than I imagined!’

’The cancer cells in her lungs are spreading rapidly, devouring healthy lung tissue like a swarm of ravenous locusts.’

’What’s worse, some of the cells have already started to infiltrate the surrounding lymphatic tissue. If I can’t halt the spread immediately, the consequences will be unthinkable!’

"Xiaoxun..."

Mi Ting had followed him into the room. Seeing his grim, stone-cold expression, her heart sank. "Maybe... maybe we should take her to the hospital!" she said, her voice trembling. "What if we waste too much time keeping her here?!"

"That won’t be necessary."

Yang Xun shook his head, his voice full of conviction. "I can treat her. If I can’t cure her, a hospital won’t be able to, either."

To Mi Ting, his words were nothing short of shocking.

She froze, her mouth opening to speak, but when she saw his bloodshot yet rock-steady gaze, she swallowed her words.

’Yang Xun is Yang Cai’s brother. If he’s saying something like that, he must be sure of himself.’

’Besides, with his personality, he would never joke about something like this.’

"Okay. I’ll trust you."

Mi Ting nodded firmly. She chose to believe in Yang Xun.

Yang Xun quickly grabbed a pen and paper from a table and scribbled down a list of medicinal herbs, each with a dosage specified down to the gram. He handed it to Mi Ting and said, "Sister Ting, take this prescription and go buy these herbs. You need to be fast! Tell the owner that we need every single one of these."

"I understand!"

Mi Ting took the prescription and rushed outside.

Soon, only Yang Xun and the unconscious Yang Cai remained in the room.

Yang Xun sat cross-legged by the bed and closed his eyes. He sank his Divine Sense into the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, rapidly scanning the Chapters on treating acute cancerous lesions of the lung.

Soon, he found the corresponding acupuncture technique... the Nine Yang Evil-Breaking Needle!

This technique was designed specifically to suppress the rapidly spreading malignant qi of a disease. By channeling True Qi through Silver Needles into thirty-six key acupoints, one could seal off the spreading pathogenic qi, buying precious time for a more permanent cure.

However, the technique had an extremely strict prerequisite: the needles had to be applied while the patient’s meridians were completely unobstructed by any covering!

In other words, the thirty-six acupoints were spread all over the body, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, from the center of the chest to the small of the back...

She had to be completely naked.

Without a single stitch of clothing.

Yang Xun’s brow furrowed so tightly it hurt, and his fists clenched.

’Yang Cai is my sister!’

’To have his own sister... naked in front of him... The very thought made his skin crawl.’

’But if I don’t perform the acupuncture, the cancer cells will continue their rampant spread, and my sister’s condition will only get worse!’

’By then, even if I manage to refine the Celestial Spirit Pill, it might be too late to save her!’

Yang Xun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

’I have no choice. My sister’s life is more important than anything.’

He opened his eyes, his gaze filled with resolve. He walked to the door and bolted it, then drew the curtains, making sure to cover every last crack of light.

Then he walked to the bedside and looked down at the unconscious Yang Cai. The trace of blood remaining on her paper-white face made the sight all the more heartbreaking.

"I’m sorry, little sister... This is the only way."

Yang Xun whispered, then reached out and gingerly undid the first button of Yang Cai’s pajamas.

One, two, three...

The moment the last button came undone and her pajama top slid open like parting flower petals...

BOOM!!

Upon seeing his sister’s naked form, Yang Xun froze as if struck by a Body Fixing Technique. He was utterly transfixed...