Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 352: Treating Morning Sickness

Yang Cheng’s fingers wantonly played with Liu Wen. How could a girl like Liu Wen withstand the power of Yingyang Ghost Hand? In less than five minutes, she trembled and climaxed.

"Ah, ah, ah!! I’m so happy!"

Liu Wen screamed, her chest shaking along with her, and honeyed juices sprayed all over Yang Cheng, carrying a rich, sweet and fishy aroma.

At this time, Ling Manyue raised her hand to pat Yang Cheng’s thigh, signaling her surrender.

"Wen Wen, come here quickly."

Yang Cheng immediately spoke, pulling Liu Wen to kneel before him, hastily taking over from Ling Manyue.

Ling Manyue was already panting heavily, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, soft and weak, leaning against Yang Cheng, gazing at him with seductive eyes.

"You’ve helped Wen Wen come, could you help me too?"

Listening to Liu Wen’s ecstatic screams, floods had already overwhelmed her, desperately wanting Yang Cheng to help her come once.

"Sister-in-law, no way, time’s not enough. Help me get a cup."

Yang Cheng breathed heavily, holding Liu Wen’s head, sprinting furiously, hearing her painful whimpers and the chaotic swaying of her breasts, feeling increasingly intense.

Ling Manyue saw him speed up suddenly, knowing he was close to release, rushed to the living room without enough time to dress and grabbed a cup.

Yang Cheng took the cup and attacked fiercely for another five minutes.

Feeling his change, Liu Wen quickly withdrew, panting heavily, "Brother Cen, your lips are so sore, they’ve been chafed."

Yang Cheng looked down at her swollen red lips, yet they appeared more captivating, watching her stick out her little tongue, touching her own breasts, a current coursed through his body instantly.

He quickly grasped, rapidly jerking a couple of times, the Gate of Life opened instantly, streams of essence flushed out, filling the glass cup half full before he stopped.

"So much!"

Liu Wen opened her mouth wide in amazement, looking at a few drops of spilled essence, she couldn’t bear to waste them, dipping a finger in and placing it in her cherry mouth.

"Hiss!"

Yang Cheng drew a sharp breath, heaven knows how stimulating this scene was to him, feeling the extinguished fire eager to flare again.

Suddenly, there was a noise from the room door, the faces of the three changed.

Yang Cheng swiftly dressed, pulling up his pants, but Ling Manyue, completely naked, didn’t have time to dress and hurried into the bedroom.

"Darling! I got beef noodles for you, come eat while it’s hot."

Liu Xuan’s voice came into the bedroom.

While he was entering, Liu Wen and Yang Cheng quickly put on their clothes, tidied the bed a bit, then walked out of the bedroom.

"Yang Cheng, Wen Wen, I got yours too, eat while it’s hot, this beef noodle is especially tasty."

Liu Xuan said cheerfully, gesturing for Yang Cheng to sit and eat noodles quickly.

"Just right, I’m hungry, these noodles smell so good."

Yang Cheng smiled, sat at the dining table, casually placing the cup of essence on the table.

"Eh? What’s this thing?"

Liu Xuan curiously glanced at the cup of essence, feeling its texture somewhat familiar, but dared not confirm.

"It’s an ingredient I’ve prepared; with this, sister-in-law’s treatment will work, otherwise the medicine is ineffective."

Yang Cheng answered calmly, then started devouring the noodles heartily.

Perhaps his expression was too serious, making it difficult to associate the content in the cup with essence. Moreover, Liu Xuan, being a man, knew how could a man release so much essence in one go, fearing he’d be exhausted.

He had no idea Yang Cheng’s body was extraordinary, not only substantial but also, influenced by the Dragon and Phoenix Dance Scripture, rich in essence, never depleting even after a whole day’s exertion.

But Liu Wen was not as composed as Yang Cheng, her expression tense, worried her brother might notice something wrong, she quickly bowed her head to eat noodles.

"Wen Wen, where’s your sister-in-law? Why isn’t she coming to eat?"

Liu Xuan asked strangely.

"She’s showering, said she felt uncomfortable with the sweat smell."

Liu Wen made an excuse.

As soon as the words fell, indeed the sound of gurgling water came from the bedroom.

Ling Manyue’s body was still hot, recalling the scene of kneeling before Yang Cheng to help him, started self-soothing.

After a while, Ling Manyue hadn’t emerged yet, Liu Xuan thought she fainted from exhaustion, was about to rush in to carry her out, when she walked out, cheeks flushed.

"Darling, are you alright?" 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"I’m fine, just a bit weak, eating will make it better."

Ling Manyue shook her head, quickly lowered it, and left the bedroom.

At this time, Yang Cheng and Liu Wen had finished eating noodles, heading to the kitchen to handle the medicinal herbs.

Ling Manyue saw the cup of essence on the table, couldn’t help but blush again, thinking how this little rascal placed the essence so boldly on the table, not worried Liu Xuan would find it strange.

"Darling, eat quickly, Yang Cheng still needs a while to brew the medicine, then you can rest well after drinking."

Liu Xuan supported her to sit down, considerate and caring.

Ling Manyue felt somewhat guilty, thinking she was too much, Liu Xuan treating her so well, yet she had unworthy thoughts about Liu Xuan’s good friend.

She scorned herself inwardly, deciding to see Yang Cheng less in the future, or she’d truly be unable to resist the allure emanating from this man.

If she could indeed keep the child in her belly, they could live happily as a family of three, she wouldn’t covet someone who didn’t belong to her.

Soon, Yang Cheng finished brewing the medicine, the room now filled with a strong, bitter smell, making Ling Manyue nauseous, retching and clutching her belly painfully.

"Yang Cheng, come check my wife, she seems very unwell."

Liu Xuan called out anxiously.

Yang Cheng came quickly, seeing Ling Manyue in such discomfort, picked up the cup on the table, presented it to her mouth, and whispered, "Drink a bit, you’ll feel better."

"Does this really work?"

Ling Manyue’s eyes full of surprise, could drinking essence also cure morning sickness?

"Darling, you don’t trust Yang Cheng! Drink if he asked you to, I’ll feed you."

Liu Xuan took the cup immediately, supporting Ling Manyue’s head, feeding her the essence.

Ling Manyue gulped two mouthfuls, not unpleasant tasting, but with a fishy hint. Strangely, after taking the essence, she truly felt better, a warm flow in her abdomen, no dull pain she felt earlier.

"Don’t drink more; the rest must be saved as an ingredient."

Yang Cheng stopped her hand reaching for more.

"Here comes the medicine."

Liu Wen came out carrying a medicine bowl from the kitchen, carefully blowing the hot medicine cool. Once the temperature dropped, Yang Cheng poured a spoonful of essence into the bowl.