Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Upon hearing this, Fang Ruoxue’s chest felt blocked, "It’s because..."

Sun Zhe modestly smiled, "I can never practice medicine again, and my medical skills are not that great. I often get called a quack."

"I suppose Chairman Fang also knows, I’ve been sued before, almost lost everything, and got cursed across eighteen generations. So I’m helpless in this case; you better seek out someone more competent."

"Chairman Fang, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave and let you prepare for this gentleman’s affairs."

Fang Jiayun angrily said, "Sun Zhe, as a doctor, how can you just let someone die?"

Sun Zhe shrugged indifferently, "Moral coercion doesn’t work on me. If I don’t want to treat, I won’t."

"Who was it that kept calling me a quack doctor? Who was it that cursed me as utterly immoral? You two really don’t have any shame?"

"Chairman Fang, Miss Fang, I’m really afraid that if I cripple your gentleman here, you’ll sue me again."

"I don’t have that much money to pay up."

Fang Jiayun was so angry her chest was heaving, "Sun Zhe, you..."

Sun Zhe’s gaze turned serious, directly interrupting her, "What do you mean, you? Do you really have no shame?"

Fang Ruoxue slowly took a deep breath, saying, "Divine Doctor Sun, I’m sorry."

Sun Zhe glanced at her indifferently and turned to leave, "If I softened today, I’d be sorry to myself and my family."

"Please, I’m begging you!"

But unexpectedly, at this moment, Fang Ruoxue suddenly knelt down on both knees!

Her knees, wrapped in transparent stockings, sank deeply into the carpet.

Sun Zhe frowned lightly, turning back to look at Fang Ruoxue, "What do you mean by this?"

Fang Ruoxue touched her forehead to the ground, bowed to Sun Zhe, and said, "I’m sorry, really very sorry!"

"Divine Doctor Sun, I’ve exhausted all options, invited every possible doctor."

"If you can save my husband, I will compensate all the losses I’ve caused you, and more!"

"All our previous grievances can also be wiped clean!"

At this moment, Fang Jiayun also knelt down, "Sun Zhe, please save my dad!"

Looking at the mother and daughter kneeling on the ground, Sun Zhe seemed pensive, slowly shaking his head, "Sorry, I still won’t be swayed."

Upon hearing this, both mother and daughter were taken aback.

Fang Jiayun looked up fiercely at Sun Zhe, gritting her teeth, "We knelt to apologize to you, what more do you want?!"

Sun Zhe smiled calmly, "Though I won’t be swayed, we can make a deal."

Upon hearing this, hope suddenly ignited in their hearts.

Sun Zhe’s words meant that there was still room to negotiate!

Fang Jiayun hurriedly asked, "What kind of deal?"

Sun Zhe glanced at her, "A young girl shouldn’t be negotiating deals, step aside, I’ll talk to your mom."

Upon hearing this, Fang Jiayun looked at Fang Ruoxue beside her, with a questioning gaze.

Fang Ruoxue said, "Yun’er, you go out first, I will talk to Divine Doctor Sun."

A moment later.

After Fang Jiayun left, Fang Ruoxue stood up, stared into Sun Zhe’s eyes and asked, "How do you want to negotiate this deal?"

Sun Zhe pinched his chin, contemplating, "First, the money I previously lost, you must pay me double."

Fang Jiayun responded without hesitation, "Sure, no problem, I’ll pay you triple!"

Then asked, "What else?"

Sun Zhe’s lips curled slightly as he walked up to Fang Ruoxue, standing so close that his muscular chest almost touched her impressive fullness, his eyes revealing unabashed malice.

Fang Ruoxue’s heart quivered, her gaze flickered, feeling a sudden foreboding.

Sun Zhe suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, lifting her coldly elegant and noble face, "Chairman Fang, you look quite nice, I’m kinda craving your body, what should I do?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ruoxue’s body tensed and she looked coldly at Sun Zhe, her eyes revealing extreme disgust.

But surprisingly, she didn’t struggle or resist, allowing Sun Zhe to make flirtatious moves on her because she knew her current predicament.

"You want me to accompany you for one night?"

Sun Zhe chuckled, "One night isn’t enough. I want you to accompany me for a month, anytime, anywhere."

"You..."

Fang Ruoxue gritted her silver teeth, her eyes filled with a desire to devour.

Initially, she had prepared herself to be bedded by Sun Zhe once, willing to sacrifice her chastity for her husband.

But she didn’t expect Sun Zhe to go this far, demanding a whole month!

At this point, Sun Zhe looked at Zhou Yao, who was weak on the bed, and said, "His constitution is solid, worthy of a martial artist; he can hold on for two more hours at most, so Chairman Fang, you have two hours to consider."

"Alright!"

Fang Ruoxue agreed through gritted teeth, seemingly decisively.

Her husband’s life was on the line, time was of the essence, and she had no luxury to ponder anything else.

Seeing her agree, Sun Zhe was somewhat taken aback. He originally approached it with a mindset to test the waters, expecting Fang Ruoxue to haggle or even outright refuse. But he didn’t expect Fang Ruoxue to agree so easily.

It was evident that Fang Ruoxue’s love for her husband was indeed deep.

But Sun Zhe did not care how deep Fang Ruoxue’s love was; he only wanted to severely punish this arrogant woman who tried to destroy him.

In the quiet atmosphere.

Sun Zhe unapologetically reached to her chest and, through the fabric of her dress, began to knead and press, marveling, "As expected of Chairman Fang, you’re excellent everywhere. How do you usually maintain it?"

"Mm..."

Fang Ruoxue bowed her head slightly, twisting and resisting, showing rejection, her cheeks flushed, letting out an involuntary soft moan.

Being debased by another man in front of her husband stirred a painful sense of moral duty and conscience, eliciting extreme discomfort, even a urge to vomit.

Yet, for some reason, Sun Zhe merely pinched through the fabric, yet she felt an unprecedented tingling, leading to a deep internal desire to indulge.

"Enough!"

As Sun Zhe continued to toy, Fang Ruoxue abruptly came to her senses, raised her delicate hands and slapped Sun Zhe’s hands away.

"Save him first!"

Sun Zhe grinned, turned and walked to the bedside, stretched his hand to press on Zhou Yao’s acupuncture points, silently injecting slivers of Pure Yang True Qi into Zhou Yao.

About ten minutes later.

Sun Zhe suddenly withdrew and took a deep breath.

Fang Ruoxue quickly approached, concerned, "How is he?"

Sun Zhe teased, "Even a quack like me intervened, what else could he be? Resolutely crippled."

"You..."

Sun Zhe chuckled, hugging her shoulder, "Alright, just teasing. His condition is stable for now, no danger to his life. But I didn’t bring needles or medicine today, so treatment has to wait until tomorrow."

Fang Ruoxue allowed Sun Zhe to embrace her slyly, seemingly not hearing Sun Zhe’s words, silently observing Zhou Yao bedded there, seeing his steady breathing, color returned, inwardly relieved.

At this moment Sun Zhe suddenly pulled her into an embrace, facing her, his hands reaching down to cup her slender waist and brought his lips close to her fragrant, fresh lips, almost touching, saying, "Look, I’ve saved him, so shouldn’t I collect some interest first?"

"Don’t..."

Fang Ruoxue’s face was flushed, she quickly turned her head away to avoid Sun Zhe’s intense and teasing breath, steeling herself and asking, "What do you want to do?"

Sun Zhe wickedly smiled, "What else can I do? Love, of course."

"You..."

Sun Zhe said, "I didn’t bring the needle for your man today, but the big needle for you is always on me."

Fang Ruoxue bit her silver teeth and suddenly sighed as if admitting defeat, saying, "Go elsewhere, not here."

Sun Zhe replied, "Didn’t we agree, anytime, anywhere?"

"You..."

Thinking about being in her beloved husband’s presence and being... Fang Ruoxue’s mind buzzed, the moral sting and ethical unease causing tears of humiliation.

Sun Zhe couldn’t care less about her emotions, his hands suddenly raised, pressing on her shoulders, coldly said, "Kneel."

At these words, Fang Ruoxue’s beautiful eyes trembled, gazing at Sun Zhe in disbelief.

Sun Zhe said, "What’s wrong, Chairman?"

Fang Ruoxue clenched her fists, glanced at Zhou Yao unconscious on the bed, and after a moment of inner struggle, slowly bent her knees and knelt before Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe looked down at her fresh, fiery red lips, "Chairman Fang, you know how to enjoy a buffet, right? At this stage, let’s not pretend to be pure."

"..."