Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 341: Hold Me While I Sleep

Fang Ling’s feet touched the ground, and she took a couple of steps in front of Chu Xiaoyu, laughing, "See, I’m perfectly fine, just too lazy to walk."

Chu Xiaoyu finally sighed in relief, admitting with guilt, "Ling Ling, it’s my fault for making you sad. But promise me, no matter what happens in the future, don’t run off like that. If anything were to happen to you, I... I..."

"Mom, you did nothing wrong to me. I was just being immature. Yang Cheng already explained to me, he only did it to help you with your illness."

"You never told me, I didn’t even know your illness flared up and you were almost in danger. If it weren’t for Yang Cheng, how long were you planning to keep it from me?"

Fang Ling’s beautiful eyes reddened, feeling more guilty by the moment, realizing she shouldn’t have left her mom in a huff and worried for so long.

"Ling Ling, I only didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry. I couldn’t find a treatment method, thinking I could hold on day by day, and I never expected Xiaochen to know how to treat this illness."

Gently comforting her, Chu Xiaoyu lovingly touched her delicate face.

Moved, Fang Ling rushed into her arms, choking, "Mom, I promise you, no matter what happens in the future, I won’t run off. I want to stay by your side forever."

Chu Xiaoyu affectionately stroked her head, smiling, "Good girl."

She held Fang Ling close, detecting a special scent from her daughter’s body. The smell was somewhat familiar, but before she could think much of it, Fang Ling pulled away.

"Mom, it’s too late now; let’s just rest at the factory tonight,"

Fang Ling suggested.

"Alright! Xiaochen can rest here too. You can take my office, and Ling Ling and I will head to the dormitory,"

Chu Xiaoyu turned towards Yang Cheng, her face flushing, her mind replaying the wild scenes.

After Yang Cheng had left, she had cleaned up for quite a while before she felt decent again.

"No need, I’ll check on Ye Ling’Er and then head home. I’ll come by early tomorrow to go with you to the new factory,"

"I’ll take you to find her then,"

offered Fang Ling bravely, pulling Yang Cheng out of the office.

Watching their retreating figures, Chu Xiaoyu shook her head helplessly.

Such a tangled fate!

It was obvious her daughter was deeply infatuated with Yang Cheng and would never let go.

Soon, Yang Cheng and Fang Ling found themselves at Ye Ling’Er’s room, and Fang Ling knocked on the door.

"Miss Ye, are you asleep?"

Before long, Ye Ling’Er opened the door, looking at them with some confusion.

"What’s up?"

"I’m here to check your pulse."

Yang Cheng explained, turning to Fang Ling, "Ling Ling, you should go rest, I’ll leave after checking her pulse."

Fang Ling was reluctant to go, fearing something might happen between Yang Cheng and Ye Ling’Er, but seeing Yang Cheng’s look, she inexplicably nodded and left step by step, looking back repeatedly.

As soon as Yang Cheng entered, Ye Ling’Er teased him with a smile, "Looks like Miss Fang really likes you, can’t trust you alone with me. Just how many women have you charmed, you rogue?"

"Don’t talk nonsense, she’s just an innocent little girl,"

Yang Cheng awkwardly scratched his head, placing his fingers on Ye Ling’Er’s wrist.

"Are you adjusting well to living here?"

"It’s alright, though the environment isn’t great, it’s quiet."

In fact, she quickly adapted, even getting to know the workers staying nearby in the dormitories.

They were unaware that she was the lady of Jiulong Mountain Villa, assuming she was a newly hired technician at the factory.

"That’s good, your health has fully recovered, but I feel like the other party won’t let it go easily. Even living at the factory, you should be careful. I can’t be here with you all the time,"

Yang Cheng reminded.

"Why can’t you stay with me, you could spend the night here, there’s an extra bed in this room,"

said Ye Ling’Er, pointing to the bed behind her.

Originally a two-person dorm, Chu Xiaoyu worried others might disturb Ye Ling’Er’s rest, so she arranged a single room for her.

"Not sure if that’s appropriate."

Yang Cheng hesitated.

"What’s inappropriate, are you going to suddenly become a beast and take advantage of me at night?"

Ye Ling’Er’s beautiful eyes glared at him.

"Of course not! I’m not a pervert,"

Yang Cheng hurriedly refuted.

Ye Ling’Er snorted, remembering a certain sensual moment, lying on top of him, serving him diligently.

"It’s getting late, I want to sleep now. Keep the noise down, don’t disturb my rest,"

Ye Ling’Er confidently headed to the bed, lying down and closing her eyes.

Yang Cheng glanced at the adjacent bed, seeing how neatly it was arranged, with new linens, and carelessly laid down.

In the middle of the night, a woman’s crying suddenly pierced his ears, startling Yang Cheng awake. Turning, he saw Ye Ling’Er’s small hands flailing in the air.

"Don’t... kill me! I don’t want to die!"

Yang Cheng furrowed his brow, realizing she was trapped in a nightmare, quickly got up to gently pat her cheek.

"Ye Ling’Er, wake up, it’s all just a dream."

"Mom, save me!"

Ye Ling’Er continued crying out in terror, cold sweat pouring from her forehead.

Yang Cheng shook her gently, but Ye Ling’Er began to struggle wildly, her cries growing louder.

The workers lived nearby, and Yang Cheng worried her shouts might wake everyone up, making them think he was up to no good.

After a moment’s hesitation, he bent down and kissed her red lips.

"Mmm..."

Ye Ling’Er whimpered softly.

Yang Cheng felt her soft, fragrant lips, finding it hard to stop, while also infusing a strand of True Qi into her body.

Soon Ye Ling’Er ceased struggling, and gradually calmed down.

She slowly opened her eyes, meeting a dark shadow in front of her, someone still pressing on her lips, instinctively raising her hand to slap him.

Yang Cheng, quick-eyed and deft, caught her wrist, raising his head helplessly, "Don’t misunderstand, I was saving you just now."

"A kiss is a kiss, why lie about it?"

Ye Ling’Er licked her red lips, seemingly savoring the aftertaste.

"You were having a nightmare, I kissed you to transfer some Spiritual Energy, that’s why you woke up so quickly."

Seeing Yang Cheng’s serious expression, Ye Ling’Er finally reacted, sighing, "Yang Cheng, lately I’ve been feeling uneasy, like something big is about to happen. I’ve woken up from nightmares several times."

"I could prescribe you some calming medicine to help you sleep better,"

Yang Cheng suggested.

"Could you hold me while I sleep? It’ll give me more security, and I’m sure I won’t have nightmares,"

Ye Ling’Er raised her eyes, her big watery ones looking at him, making it impossible to refuse.

Yang Cheng was stunned, suddenly recalling Ye Ling’Er’s earlier words.

Who’s the one acting beastly now, taking advantage of others? Why does it feel like he’s the one being setup?