Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 353: Deep Sisterly Bonds

"Drink all the medicine in this bowl, and store the rest of the medicinal guide. Add a spoonful each time you take the medicine, and the child will be able to develop normally after half a month."

Yang Cheng instructed.

Liu Xuan nodded repeatedly, carefully remembering his words, afraid to miss a sentence.

"Brother, stay at home with sister-in-law, I’ll see Brother Cen out and then go to work."

Liu Wen said hastily as she saw Yang Cheng preparing to leave.

Liu Xuan quickly nodded, a bit apologetically: "Yang Cheng, I won’t be seeing you out. My wife gets sleepy after taking the medicine, I’ll help her back to the room to rest."

"No need for such politeness between us brothers, you take good care of sister-in-law. Call me if you need anything."

Yang Cheng patted his shoulder and left with Liu Wen.

At the same time.

Ping’an District.

Yang Rou was helping Yang Xiao try on clothes. The two sisters looked at the revealing lingerie, both showing ambiguous smiles.

"Sis, honestly, do you often do it with Brother Cen? How does it feel?"

Yang Xiao looked at Yang Rou with big watery eyes full of curiosity.

Lately, she’s been having wet dreams and couldn’t control her hand habit at night, watching erotic movies and learning the positions, fantasizing herself as the woman in the movie, while Yang Cheng was the man, holding her and fiercely thrusting.

After tremblingly reaching the peak, she felt empty, with her feelings for Yang Cheng growing stronger. Yet, this bad brother seemed to be deliberately avoiding her, not visiting for such a long time.

She got up early to dress up for his anticipated visit today, only to find he didn’t show up.

Yang Rou blushed slightly at Yang Xiao’s words, saying shyly, "The moment you reach the summit, your body feels like it’s been scratched by electricity, tingling and floaty, words are hard to describe it, only experiencing it can you know how ecstatic it is."

The more Yang Xiao listened, the hotter her body became, licking her red lips involuntarily and sighed, "Sis, do you think Brother Cen hates me?"

"Why do you ask? If he hated you, would he send all these things?"

Yang Rou chuckled, patting her little head.

"Then why doesn’t he come himself and let you bring things over?"

Yang Xiao pouted, feeling a grievance brewing inside.

"Didn’t I tell you, he was supposed to come with me, but left for some urgent business. He’ll definitely come to see you once he’s done."

Yang Rou reassured her.

"He also said your condition is unstable, you need to be fed essence regularly, or else there’s a risk of an outbreak."

"Really?"

Yang Xiao’s beautiful eyes lit up. If Yang Cheng was to feed her essence, they could have intimate contact.

"Of course, would I lie to you?"

"Sis, when Brother Cen comes, how about I wear this lingerie?"

Yang Xiao picked up a lingerie with scant fabric, nearly transparent, only lace at the chest covering the red cherries, this half-covered appearance was more blood-stirring than being fully naked.

"You little girl, now you know how to seduce men too. This lingerie was bought for me by Xiaochen."

Yang Rou tapped her forehead, unable to stifle a laugh.

"Please let me wear it! Just consider it borrowed, when I recover I’ll buy you something even better."

Yang Xiao pleaded, pulling her sister’s wrist, smiling sweetly.

"Okay! You can have it."

Yang Rou couldn’t resist her pleading, conceding quickly.

The little girl was growing up, starting to have desires, which was normal. As an older sister, Yang Rou didn’t want to suppress her sister’s nature, especially since she was ill. Her only hope now was for her sister to be healthy and safe.

"Best sis ever!"

Yang Xiao beamed, gazing at that lingerie, already imagining Yang Cheng’s eyes when he saw her wearing it.

By then, he certainly would pounce and rob her of her virginity, punishing her fiercely.

"Xiao Xiao, look, Xiaochen also bought you jewelry and new clothes, try them on."

Yang Rou handed over a large shopping bag.

Yang Xiao glanced at the bag full of clothes, her beautiful eyes widened instantly, showing a joyful and satisfied smile.

She carried the shopping bag into the bedroom, ready to try them on one by one.

Knock, knock!

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Thinking Yang Cheng had returned, Yang Rou rushed to the door and opened it, but standing outside was someone in black clothing, face covered.

"Who...are you looking for?"

Yang Rou’s heart trembled with a surge of fear.

"You."

The visitor was Cheng Qiyue, the Kong Family’s bodyguard, his voice deliberately low. Yang Rou immediately sensed something was wrong and tried to close the door quickly, but the other party abruptly revealed a dagger, placing it on the door frame.

"Ah!!"

Yang Rou screamed loudly, startling Yang Xiao inside who ran out immediately.

"Sis, what’s going on?"

Yang Xiao looked anxious. Seeing the person in black at the door, her expression changed abruptly, shouting in terror.

"Help! Someone’s robbing with a knife!"

Afraid their cries would alert the neighbors, Cheng Qiyue kicked the door, sending Yang Rou stumbling several steps back, collapsing onto the sofa.

"Xiao Xiao, run, don’t worry about me!"

Yang Rou shouted, charging forward to hold Cheng Qiyue’s leg, afraid she would harm her frail and sickly sister.

Cheng Qiyue didn’t expect to see such a display of sisterly affection, she too once had a sister, but unfortunately...

"Sis! I’m not leaving, I won’t abandon you!"

Never having seen such a scene, Yang Xiao was terrified into tears, but despite being scared, she didn’t think of leaving her sister to escape alone.

She grabbed things nearby to throw at Cheng Qiyue, but her strength was too weak to pose any threat to a skilled bodyguard like Cheng Qiyue.

"Yang Rou, rest assured, I won’t let you sisters be separated by life and death. I’ll kill you first, then finish off your sister."

Cheng Qiyue smiled coldly. Unable to stand others’ sisterly bonds, she wanted to destroy it. Her task was to kill Yang Rou, now it was just adding one more.

"Xiao Xiao, run! Don’t worry about me!"

Yang Rou shouted in horror, clutching Cheng Qiyue tightly, refusing to let go.

"I beg you, spare my sister. She’s so young and gravely ill, please spare her."

Tears streamed down her face as she pleaded desperately.

Cheng Qiyue looked down coldly, raising the dagger high, aiming it at Yang Rou’s heart.

At that critical moment, a cold flash swept by.

With a clang, the knife in Cheng Qiyue’s hand was flung away by a powerful force, embedding itself heavily into the floor.

Cheng Qiyue’s hand throbbed in numbness, lowering her gaze, seeing on the ground, shining, was merely a Silver Needle.