The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

17: Chapter 17 Hidden Danger 17: Chapter 17 Hidden Danger “This illness could only be checked if you and I go together.

If…

I…

oh dear, I can’t put it into words.

It’s a woman’s secret.

Won’t you come with me?

There are some things I…

I really can’t say out loud.” Bai Lian grew more nervous as she spoke, her delicate little face looking as if it could drip water.

Liu Hun smiled faintly, not quite understanding what Bai Lian meant.

Since it was an illness, she could have said something, but if she couldn’t speak of it, it was usually a condition affecting the trifecta of points.

By the looks of it, this was a gynecological issue.

Bai Lian’s voice grew quieter as she spoke until she glanced around, fearing someone might misunderstand.

After all, Liu Hun wasn’t the same as before, being able to cure Mao’er, heal Ye Canghai, and resolve the sinister magic of the one-eyed old lady and her two sons.

He’d been a great help to the village.

Liu Hun said nothing more, taking the shortcut with Bai Lian all the way to Qin Yue’s house.

Qin Yue was the youngest woman in the village and had the best figure.

Years ago, she had married a well-known wealthy man in the village, but as the man’s business grew bigger, Qin Yue had to stay behind to take care of the home.

Bai Lian took Liu Hun to the house.

Qin Yue opened the door without a hint of displeasure.

But when she saw Liu Hun, she was momentarily stunned, his smile at the corner of his lips like the warmest sunshine in the world shining on her heart.

Her whole body trembled, and she nearly fell over from the tingling sensation.

Seeing Qin Yue not speaking, Bai Lian looked at Liu Hun’s vacant eyes and suddenly felt out of place, redundant.

Rather than staying here looking foolish, she’d better…

“You?

You’d better talk to her yourself.”

With those words, Bai Lian ran off in a flash.

Qin Yue didn’t know how to start, so she chatted with Liu Hun for a while until she suddenly felt unwell.

If not for her body leaning against the wall, she felt like she would collapse.

However, before Liu Hun could approach, she steadied herself, looking at Liu Hun with a serious expression, “Liu Hun, let me ask you something.

You must answer me honestly!”

“Hmm, go ahead,” Liu Hun nodded.

With Liu Hun’s assurance, Qin Yue finally exhaled a breath and carefully asked, “In your heart, what kind of person do you think I am?”

Women who stayed at home generally cared deeply about their reputation.

Bai Lian did, and this woman did too.

At least in Liu Hun’s heart, he had a good impression of Qin Yue.

“You’re a good person, different from other women.

In your voice, I can feel something others don’t have,” Liu Hun chuckled.

In the hearts of the villagers, Qin Yue was nearly a perfect goddess with that tiny waist, that stunning face.

Many men harbored thoughts about her.

Only, everyone knew Qin Yue was a fierce woman; anyone who provoked her would certainly face disaster.

“Good, since you say that, I’m relieved.

However, Liu Hun, my ailment is unlike others, it’s not an illness per se, just…

just…” As she spoke, she moved to the door.

The reason for going to the door was to prevent any surprises.

If, while removing her pants, someone suddenly broke in, she would react quickly.

With one man and one woman in the room, they were bound to gossip.

No matter how she explained, others wouldn’t believe her.

“What’s wrong?” Liu Hun asked.

He found Qin Yue acting strange today, not as fierce as before, lacking yesterday’s decisiveness, and instead displayed a little woman’s demeanor.

Suddenly, Qin Yue began taking off her pants, the black stockings slowly sliding down her thighs, revealing white and tender skin.

Liu Hun couldn’t sit still, under the broad daylight, she actually started undressing in front of him.

Even if there was an ailment, even if worried about his ability to heal, there was no need to repay his efforts like this.

Moreover, not long ago, he had already obtained the usage rights of the abandoned temple from the village chief, Ye Canghai.

As long as the medicinal materials were stored in the abandoned temple, he could carefully renovate and then treat the villagers.

“Wait!” Liu Hun took a deep breath, needing to calm his mind.

“What’s wrong?

The root of my condition is below.

Aren’t you skilled in medicine?

Please take a good look.” Qin Yue’s face blushed more seeing Liu Hun’s tense expression.

After all, in such a private part, it meant a lot to her.

“Really no need.” Liu Hun wiped the sweat from his forehead; he wasn’t sure what Qin Yue was thinking, but when she removed her pants, he had already caved in.

Both of them sat back down, Liu Hun took a deep breath, it took him a while to calm his restless heart.

As for Qin Yue, her red, blushing face looked as if water could be squeezed out.

“That’s great, Liu Hun, I never expected you to be so capable.

If you really get rid of this ailment for your sister, whatever you want, your sister will give it to you!” After saying this, she felt something amiss, and her little face blushed even more.

“I will take your pulse.” Liu Hun sat next to Qin Yue.

Qin Yue nodded, extending her hand to Liu Hun’s side.

Liu Hun chuckled awkwardly, “It might have some effect on you.

Because, doing this, you might feel some numbness.”

“Numbness is nothing!” Qin Yue replied seriously, “Sister fears nothing, go ahead!”

Liu Hun didn’t speak further.

He sat beside Qin Yue, pressed two fingers on her pulse.

One had to say, this woman was distributing stress quite well; there wasn’t the usual irritation of a widow within her body, but rather a steady flow of blood and energy.

What puzzled him was that her heartbeat was speedy, as if something was applied to her lower body, resembling ointment on critical areas, which led to her initially taking off her pants.

Liu Hun’s two fingers pressed on Qin Yue’s pulse, his fingertips moved over each acupuncture point, with white energy infusing into her body to smooth her channels.

Qin Yue’s body softly trembled, her gentle moans echoing like a kitten in Liu Hun’s heartstrings.

He was still a man, a man just over twenty.

To withstand such a fiery temptation and resist the allure of her voice was extremely challenging.

When Liu Hun’s fingers withdrew from Qin Yue’s wrist, her body, like cotton, collapsed onto him.

Liu Hun carefully supported her, not daring to touch her shoulders too much.

After assisting her back up, he deliberately distanced himself from her.

“Almost done, I’ll prescribe you a couple of concoctions, and after taking them, you’ll recover.”

Liu Hun smiled, pulling out paper and pen swiftly jotting down a prescription.

He was only curious about why this girl had such an unusual symptom, something not triggered by an ailment at all.