Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 578: A Man’s Essence

"Hmm ah~~"

Yue Ying moaned softly, lifting her gaze to look at him, her eyes full of spring warmth.

Yang Cheng’s hands were very nimble, and before she knew it, he had undone her buttons, revealing her full breasts wrapped in a bellyband.

He gently hooked the fabric and tugged it down, exposing the scar on her fair skin. Though it had healed completely, it left a very noticeable mark.

"Yue Ying is so beautiful, you can’t have scars on you. I’ll help you get rid of it."

His fingertip traced the scar, and it was as if a magic power caused a tingly sensation to spread from her chest throughout her whole body.

Yue Ying felt her legs go weak, her body experiencing an indescribable feeling.

Although she was young and not yet married, the village aunts often talked openly about bedroom affairs; having heard it enough, she understood it, knowing she was now aroused.

"Your medical skills are so good, you surely won’t leave any scar on me."

Yue Ying’s voice was soft and tender, and when Yang Cheng heard it, it felt as if his bones were melting; his desire soared, and the dragon rose, stuffing his pants and pressing against Yue Ying’s belly.

The young girl looked down, startled by the big presence, exclaiming, "What are you hiding in your pants? It’s so big!"

Curious, she reached out to touch it, but shrank back from the heat.

"Little girl, you’re still young and don’t know what happens on the wedding night. Today, brother will teach you."

Yang Cheng’s lips curved in a mischievous smile, grasping her small hand and placing it on his dragon.

"Help me take out what’s in my pants."

As he spoke, his hands had already undone the bellyband strings, exposing Yue Ying’s dazzlingly white skin, the supple breasts not large but perkily shaped, exceptionally tender.

Yue Ying held the dragon, her mind dizzy from the heat, tugged his waistband down, and suddenly the beast bounced free, covered in bulging veins and looking quite menacing.

"Ah! It’s so scary, how did you grow such a big stick on your body? I didn’t notice before."

Her face was full of shock, and she gently touched it with her fingertips, causing the beast to twitch as if greeting her.

"This is a man’s dragon root. During the wedding night, the dragon root must enter your body, releasing its essence to produce offspring."

Yang Cheng explained while holding her little hand, teaching her how to serve a man.

Despite Yue Ying’s young age, she quickly became adept at stroking the enormous dragon root after being taught just one step.

The scorching heat and hard texture made her body hot all over, soft against the tree trunk, as she gradually sped up.

"Hiss... It’s your first time doing this, and your hand is quite dexterous."

Yang Cheng panted, looking at Yue Ying with surprise in his eyes.

"What’s so hard about this? Does it feel good for you when I do this?"

Yue Ying tilted her head, her eyes filled with shyness and innocence, the blush on her cheeks spread, turning her fair skin a light pink.

"It feels good; using here would feel even better."

Yang Cheng’s hand gently touched her tender spot below, causing her to let out a soft moan.

He tugged down Yue Ying’s pants, his hand probing within, and indeed found a patch of wetness, proceeding to delve inside, causing Yue Ying’s body to tense and tremble slightly.

Her breathing quickened, her eyes filled with astonishment.

"If you put such a big thing inside me, will I survive?"

Looking down at the fearsome object in her hand, covered in bulging veins, Yue Ying couldn’t help swallowing, feeling like she had boarded a pirate ship.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle. Once you taste that sensation, you’ll know how wonderful it is."

Yang Cheng panted, gripping Yue Ying’s hand as he picked up speed.

Moments later, his body stiffened, and scorching essence sprayed out, all flowing into her palm.

"So much! Why is your urine this color?"

Yue Ying looked somewhat disdainful, not expecting Yang Cheng to suddenly release so much thick fluid, catching her off guard, causing some to stain her clothes.

"This is a man’s essence, capable of making a woman pregnant; you’ll understand once you’re married."

Yang Cheng patiently explained, quickly spreading some of the essence over Yue Ying’s chest.

"What are you doing, rubbing it on me? Isn’t it dirty?"

Yue Ying started to struggle, but looking down, she found that her chest scar had visibly faded after applying the essence.

"My essence can remove scars; don’t throw it away. Collect it and use it gradually, and your scars will disappear in a few days."

Yang Cheng said seriously.

"How should I collect this?"

Yue Ying held the puddle of essence in her hand, not knowing what to do.

Yang Cheng glanced around, picking a few tree leaves, folding them into a container to store the essence.

"Your body hasn’t fully recovered, shouldn’t overexert; I’ll take you home to rest."

Yue Ying’s eyes were watery, filled with shyness, "No need to escort me, I can go back on my own; you still have to gather herbs on the mountain, don’t waste your time."

"I wasn’t planning to go up the mountain; I just wanted some peace from the aunties’ chatter, which is why I thought to go.

"I promised Village Chief Yun to purchase supplies for the village, I’m about to leave; is there anything you want?"

Yang Cheng pulled her hand as they walked down, behaving like a couple madly in love.

"I heard the city folks have really beautiful wedding dresses; could you buy one for me? I want a grand wedding, no ridicule for being a lone girl."

As Yue Ying spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.

Yang Cheng understood she must be thinking of her deceased parents and brother, causing him deep distress. He embraced her tenderly, whispering, "Alright, I’ll buy the most beautiful wedding dress for you and give you money to keep. I’ll return to visit whenever possible."

"Thank you, brother."

Yue Ying choked up, leaning into his warmth.

As they descended the mountain, Kong Lingwen stood at the gate waiting. Seeing them return, he looked displeased, his tone sour, "Why are you late? Uncle Pan has been waiting half a day. If we don’t hurry, we won’t reach the village before dark."

"It’s not even eight yet; as long as no one blocks us, we’ll make it."

Yang Cheng tossed his basket aside, went in and changed into clean clothes.

To fit more items in the car, he decided to bring only Uncle Pan along, letting the old man guide him.

He emptied the trunk, made as much room as possible, then set off with Uncle Pan, leaving the village.

"I heard the Little Divine Doctor is going to buy supplies for everyone this time!"

"Could the Little Divine Doctor be an angel incarnate? Not only curing our ailments but also buying things for us, and even agreed to be the Enlightenment Master."

The villagers’ admiration for Yang Cheng was like a river flowing endlessly, wishing they could erect a golden statue to worship him.