Chapter 170 The medicine cures the disease!
As soon as Shen Anyu arrived, Su Hongmian's beautiful eyes visibly brightened. Her pale lips parted, wanting to speak, but she was too weak.
Shen Anyu's heart immediately ached. This was his woman, unlike Wang Qin.
"Brother Shen, am I going to die?"
Su Hongmian's faint voice echoed softly.
Shen Anyu felt both annoyed and amused, and he said with a feigned serious expression:
"The situation is very serious. You should prepare yourself!"
Su Hongmian was struck as if by lightning upon hearing this, her face losing all color. Her beautiful eyes were filled with despair and reluctance as she looked at Shen Anyu, her pretty face showing a tragic beauty. She tremblingly said:
"Brother Shen, if I die, you must take good care of yourself, ah…"
Su Hongmian's emotional words were cut short by Shen Anyu flicking her forehead.
"With me here, you won't die. Even if the King of Hell comes personally, he has to wait outside the door until I say so."
Shen Anyu looked at Su Hongmian disapprovingly. His tone was arrogant, dominating, and utterly reassuring.
With a flick of his finger, a round, golden pill appeared in his hand. It emitted a faint, sweet fragrance that instantly cleared the stuffy air of the sickroom. It was a [Vitality Pill], exchanged from the System Shop.
He pressed it gently between Su Hongmian's pale lips.
The pill melted instantly upon contact with her tongue, transforming from a solid into a warm, golden stream of pure life force. It didn't need to be swallowed; it permeated directly into her meridians, rushing through her body like a gentle spring rain revitalizing a drought-stricken land.
At the same time, Shen Anyu's expression turned focused. His right hand moved like a blur.
Swish!
Several silver needles appeared in Shen Anyu's hand at some unknown point. They hummed slightly, vibrating with his own internal Qi.
With the precision of a master artist, he pierced them into the vital acupoints around Su Hongmian's body—the Baihui at the top of her head, the Tanzhong on her chest, and the Qihai below her navel.
[Skill Activated: Nine Cycles Divine Needle!]
This was the supreme medical skill plundered from the Divine Doctor protagonist, Xia Liu. In the hands of Shen Anyu, whose cultivation base far exceeded the original owner, the effect was even more terrifying.
He gently twisted the needles. A visible ripple of Qi, faint and white, flowed from his fingertips into the needles, and then into Su Hongmian's body.
"Ugh..."
Su Hongmian let out a soft, involuntary moan. It wasn't a sound of pain, but of overwhelming relief. The chaotic, violent energy that had been tearing apart her insides was suddenly tamed. The blockage in her meridians was shattered by Shen Anyu's domineering Qi, guiding the medicinal power of the [Vitality Pill] to repair every damaged cell.
The sensation was intense. It felt like being immersed in a hot spring after freezing in the snow. Her body trembled, her toes curled under the sheets, and a layer of fine, fragrant sweat beaded on her forehead.
In just a few minutes, color returned to Su Hongmian's pale cheeks. Her breathing, previously shallow and ragged, became deep and rhythmic. The furrow in her brow smoothed out, replaced by an expression of peaceful slumber.
Su Wanqing, standing at the doorway, was utterly stunned by this scene, gaping with her mouth wide open in an 'O' shape.
She clutched her hands to her chest, her heart pounding against her ribs.
This strong woman, who dominated the business world of Modu with an iron fist, this stunning mature woman with a mysterious past who had seen countless experts and doctors, had never witnessed such an incredible sight.
It was like magic. No, it was beyond magic. It was a miracle performed right before her eyes.
'What kind of skill is this?' Su Wanqing thought, her eyes wide behind her gold-rimmed glasses.
What exactly did Shen Anyu give Su Hongmian that caused such an immediate and remarkable improvement? A pill that worked faster than any modern medicine? And he also possessed such miraculous acupuncture skills?
Su Hongmian's condition earlier had worried Su Wanqing greatly; seeing her daughter cough blood and struggle to breathe, she thought Su Hongmian was going to die. The despair of losing her only family had almost crushed her.
Su Wanqing had wanted to send Su Hongmian to the best hospital in Shanghai, but Su Hongmian, in her delirium, had grabbed her hand and insisted on Shen Anyu coming over. She trusted no one else.
At that time, Su Wanqing had been somewhat doubtful. Shen Anyu was the young master of a wealthy family, a business genius, yes... but a doctor? Could he really cure a condition that looked so fatal?
But now, looking at the scene before her, Su Wanqing only felt that Shen Anyu was unfathomably deep. He was mysterious, powerful, and incredible.
Her gaze shifted from her daughter to Shen Anyu's profile. He was focused, sweat trickling down his temple, his features sharp and handsome under the warm bedroom light. In that moment, the image of the "Junior" faded, replaced by the image of a reliable, powerful "Man."
A strange heat rose in Su Wanqing's cheeks. She quickly adjusted her glasses to hide her fluster.
"Alright, you're fine now…"
Shen Anyu let out a long sigh of relief, withdrawing the silver needles with a wave of his hand. They vanished as if they had never existed. A confident, charming smile appeared on his face as he wiped his hands with a handkerchief.
Su Hongmian was naturally not harmed or injured by anyone; the bodyguards Shen Anyu had assigned to protect her—the elite mercenaries from the [Golden House]—were not useless.
Her previous condition was due to her own eagerness in cultivation. She had tried to force a breakthrough without proper guidance, which led to [Qi Deviation]. The internal energy she couldn't control had rampaged through her meridians, causing internal bleeding and blockages.
For ordinary Martial Artists, even Grandmasters, Qi Deviation was a terrible nightmare. It usually resulted in crippled meridians, loss of all martial arts, or death. It ruined their entire life.
But for Shen Anyu, who possessed the [Nine Cycles Divine Needle] and the [Vitality Pill], it was an easy matter that he could resolve with a casual flick of his hand. He was the ruler of life and death in this room.
"You, you're always so impatient. Now you've tasted the bitterness of being impatient, haven't you?"
Shen Anyu pinched her nose gently, his tone doting yet scolding.
Meeting Shen Anyu's chiding gaze, Su Hongmian felt warmth in her heart. The fear of death had vanished, replaced by the safety of his presence. Yet, her tsundere nature resurfaced slightly. She let out a soft hmph, turning her head away, seemingly a little unconvinced.
"I just... wanted to catch up to you..." she muttered.
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow. He stood up and walked to the door.
He looked at Su Wanqing, who was still staring at him in a daze.
"Auntie," he called out softly, his voice low and magnetic.
Su Wanqing jumped slightly, snapping out of her trance. "Ah? Yes, An'yu?"
"Mianmian is out of danger, but she still has some lingering issues. Her internal Qi is stable, but her meridians need to be completely dredged to prevent a recurrence. I need to help her resolve this immediately."
Shen Anyu paused, his gaze sweeping over Su Wanqing's mature figure before locking onto her eyes. He smiled meaningfully.
"And it involves... privacy. I need to remove some acupuncture points that are inconvenient for others to see~"
"I understand."
Su Wanqing paused, her face flushing red instantly. She wasn't a naive girl; she understood the implication of "dredging meridians" and "privacy" between a young couple.
She looked at Shen Anyu with a knowing gaze, a mix of embarrassment and relief.
"I'll... I'll go prepare some soup for her. Take your time, An'yu. Take good care of her."
She smiled, a gentle, maternal, yet charming smile, as she closed the door softly. Click.
The sound of the lock clicking shut echoed in the silent room.
Shen Anyu was satisfied. This was what a mature woman was like; she understood the meaning and knew what to do with just a glance. Unlike young girls who asked too many questions, Su Wanqing knew when to disappear.
He turned back to the bed. The atmosphere in the room shifted instantly. The air became heavy, charged with a different kind of tension.
"Brother Shen, what... what are you going to do?"
Su Hongmian sensed danger. She shrank back against the headboard, pulling the silk quilt up to her chin. Her beautiful eyes darted around, looking like a trapped bunny.
Shen Anyu walked over slowly, loosening his tie. He sat on the edge of the bed, looming over her.
He narrowed his eyes at Su Hongmian and said sternly:
"Su Hongmian, do you know you were wrong?"
His voice was devoid of the earlier gentleness. It was the voice of a disciplinarian.
"I, I~"
Su Hongmian bit her tender lower lip with her pearly teeth. Shen Anyu, who was usually gentle and doting, was so serious now. His aura was suffocating. Her heart skipped a beat, thumping wildly against her chest.
She didn't dare to talk back. The fear of his anger was more potent than the fear of death.
But she was smart. She knew how to diffuse him.
She suddenly blinked her big, watery eyes and said with a giggle:
"Brother Shen, are you very worried about me? Why are you so serious and angry? Is it because you love me too much?"
Shen Anyu was taken aback by Su Hongmian's leap in thought. The girl had grown bolder.
Then he retorted, leaning in until their noses were almost touching, asking Su Hongmian:
"What do you think? If you died, who would I bully?"
"Hehe, I knew Brother Shen cared about me and worried about me. Mianmian knows she was wrong. I really know it this time."
Su Hongmian threw off the quilt and lunged forward, hugging Shen Anyu's waist. She buried her face in his chest, giggling, but her beautiful eyes were filled with tenderness and moisture.
"I won't talk back easily in the future and will be very careful. I promise."
She also felt a little scared now. The memory of the pain, the blood, the coldness spreading through her limbs... When she was cultivating so eagerly before, her internal qi had run wild, and she almost died.
If she had really died, she would never have seen Brother Shen again. She would never feel his warmth, his scent, his heartbeat.
Thinking of this, how could Su Hongmian not feel scared? She hugged him tighter, as if trying to merge her body with his.
Shen Anyu sighed. The anger in his eyes melted away.
He gently patted Su Hongmian's jade back, feeling the trembling of her delicate body through her thin silk pajamas. His heart felt quite peaceful.
He suddenly asked, his voice soft:
"Mianmian, why were you in such a hurry to Cultivate? You know I can protect you. You don't need to be strong."
Su Hongmian froze. She pulled back slightly, looking down at her hands.
She immediately stammered, trying to find an excuse. But she couldn't resist Shen Anyu's penetrating gaze. Under his eyes, she felt transparent.
She honestly replied, her voice small:
"I... I'm about to break through to the [Xiantian] realm. I read the manual you gave me. Once I reach Xiantian, I'll be a true Martial Arts World expert."
She looked up, her eyes burning with determination.
"If something like the last elevator fall happened again... I don't want to be a burden. I don't want to just scream and wait for death. I want to be able to protect you, Brother Shen. So... so I was a bit eager."
Shen Anyu looked at Su Hongmian, who was tilting her delicate little face up, looking at him timidly yet bravely.
His eyes softened. A ripple of genuine emotion moved through him.
He hadn't expected that the elevator fall incident from last time—an incident he had likely orchestrated or at least capitalized on to gain her trust—would leave such a deep psychological shadow on Su Hongmian.
She wasn't seeking power for vanity. She was seeking power to protect him. The Villain.
This made Shen Anyu feel a little guilty. But only a little. Mostly, he felt the satisfaction of total conquest. She was completely his.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Anyu looked at Su Hongmian. His hand moved from her back to cup her cheek, his thumb brushing over her lips.
He said:
"Since you want to be strong so badly... then I'll help you break through to Xiantian tonight."
Su Hongmian was astonished. Her eyes widened, looking at Shen Anyu in disbelief, saying:
"Brother Shen, you're going to help me break through to Xiantian? But... I just failed. My meridians are..."
"Shh."
Shen Anyu smiled and said calmly:
"Others can't, but I can!"
"The failure earlier was because your foundation was unstable and your Qi was insufficient. But now, you have the [Vitality Pill] in your system. And more importantly..."
He leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear.
"I have a special method. We can use 'Dual Cultivation' principles. I will guide your Qi with my own. I will be your anchor."
He possessed miraculous pills like [Peiyuan Pill] and [Yangqi Pill], and also [Divine Medical Skill]. Helping someone break through was not a very difficult task.
However, helping someone break through in this way often led to an unstable Foundation if done forcefully. But Su Hongmian was already close to breaking through to Xiantian; she just needed a push. With his guidance, it didn't matter; she could stabilize it later.
As the [Destined Heroine], she was truly a creation of heaven and earth, full of spiritual essence and naturally overflowing with talent. Her body was a treasure trove waiting to be unlocked.
"Take off your clothes," Shen Anyu commanded softly. "I need to place my hands on your Dantian and your back to guide the flow."
Su Hongmian blushed crimson. But she didn't hesitate. Her trust in him was absolute.
"Hehe, Brother Shen is omnipotent!"
Su Hongmian immediately beamed with joy, giving Shen Anyu a light peck on the cheek, clearly overjoyed and not doubting Shen Anyu's words in the slightest~
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