Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1950 - 1953: Palace Master, Don't Be Afraid—I'm Nutritious Enough!

Purple was nervous and a bit hesitant; the look on her face was just like a little girl leaving home for the first time, uneasily staring at Shen Qiang, her eyes full of attachment. It made Shen Qiang want to laugh, and then he said calmly, "Relax a bit. They can't beat you anyway, what are you afraid of? Play with your little brother for a while. When the test results come out, your relationship will be crystal clear.""I…" Purple was a little nervous.

At this moment, Yun Lan smiled and said, "Miss Purple, don't be nervous, it's fine. Old Pan of my family has never stopped thinking about finding his daughter. He's being so cautious because he really cares about this. If you really are the child he lost so many years ago, then we're one family. And even if you're not, we can still be friends, so Miss Purple, stay. Let's chat for a bit."

Yun Lan's voice was soft and gentle, her attitude kind, which calmed Purple a lot.

Shen Qiang had already walked to the door when he turned his head to look at Pan Zheng, whose expression was complicated to the extreme. He also smiled at Purple and said, "Chief Pan is afraid I'm conning him. If I weren't the Medicine King and not his match, I bet he wouldn't be this suspicious."

Hearing that, Purple couldn't help but laugh, then stayed by the door with Yun Lan, while Pan Zheng, still with a stiff face, personally escorted Shen Qiang out.

When they were almost at the main gate, Pan Zheng transmitted his voice coldly, "Shen Qiang, you'd better not be lying to me about this. You must understand, everyone has a bottom line in their heart. Once someone steps over that line, no matter how crazy the thing is, I will do it."

"The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment." Shen Qiang stopped, turned around to look at Pan Zheng behind him, and said, "I know that's what you're afraid of. But don't overestimate yourself. Honestly, your Thirty-two Skillful Hands, I've never taken you seriously. Because crushing you all is way too easy for me. I don't need to use any messy, underhanded tricks."

"Young man, you're talking way too arrogantly," Pan Zheng said.

Shen Qiang smiled. "Because I'm the Medicine King, and you're not."

Pan Zheng fell silent in an instant.

"Go back. Frankly, Purple actually didn't want to come. She told me there will be plenty of time in the future. But I think you should understand: if she refuses to acknowledge you now, she never will later. So when the test result comes out, remember to thank me."

With that, after giving Pan Zheng a cold eye-roll, Shen Qiang strode away.

Pan Zheng stood there in a daze, staring at Shen Qiang's departing back. After being silent for a long while, he turned and went back. Just as he reached the door, through the floor-to-ceiling window he saw Purple, smiling brightly as she played happily with his younger son. In that instant, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Heavens, bless me! It's her, it must be her!"

Meanwhile, Shen Qiang, walking calmly back toward his own place after leaving Pan Zheng's residence, had just stepped past the intersection.

Right in front of him, he saw the Baihua Palace Master, stunningly beautiful and Unrivaled in a red dress, standing under the streetlamp by the corner of the road, looking at him with a bright smile.

That graceful, enchanting figure and that charming, coy smile—she really was a beauty that put flowers to shame, far more gorgeous than the bougainvillea blooming on the roadside.

She didn't speak, she just smiled.

Walking up to her, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "My Princess, waiting for me out here in such an obvious way—aren't you afraid people will gossip?"

Weisheng Zhimei couldn't help but laugh, giving Shen Qiang a slightly willful look as she said, "Of course I'm afraid. But I'm even more afraid of missing you."

Shen Qiang chuckled, pulled her into his arms, and said softly, "As long as you're not afraid, then there's no way we'll ever miss each other."

Weisheng Zhimei smiled, rolled her eyes at Shen Qiang in mock anger, and said coquettishly, "Where are your sweet nothings? Did you use them all up on other people?"

Shen Qiang laughed. "For others, I've got plenty of sweet words. But for you, I only have my true heart."

In an instant, Weisheng Zhimei's eyes curved with her smile. "So sweet."

Shen Qiang sniffed the air, raised his brows at her with a smile, and said, "Smells so good."

Just then, faint footsteps sounded from a distance.

Weisheng Zhimei smiled and pushed Shen Qiang away. "I'll be waiting for you in the room."

With that, her figure flickered and she vanished.

After seeing her leave, Shen Qiang sighed helplessly and called out, "Ye Guyun, Ye Guyun! Get out here."

"Oh."

From the Osmanthus Forest not far away, Ye Guyun walked out.

Seeing the faintly guilty look on her face, Shen Qiang said, "You took the Palace Master's bribe, didn't you? She came to see me and you didn't even tell me?"

"No!" Ye Guyun shook her head nervously.

Shen Qiang smiled. "You little glutton, you just love to eat. She definitely bought you off with food. Give me a piece and we'll call it even. Otherwise, when we get back, you're grounded from food for three days."

Ye Guyun's eyes lit up immediately.

"Okay! I'll give you a piece right now."

Looking at the blissful Ye Guyun, Shen Qiang was torn between laughter and tears. As expected, the Palace Master's methods were impressive.

She even knew to bribe Ye Guyun.

He took a bite of the vegetarian pastry that Ye Guyun liked the least.

Shen Qiang shook his head, at a loss for words. After all, once meat landed in Ye Guyun's hands, wanting her to hand it over again was basically a pipe dream.

"One day you're definitely going to turn into a fatty."

Throwing down that line, Shen Qiang turned and headed for his place, and right away ran into a crowd of Cultivators.

"Hello, Shen Medicine King."

"Greetings, Medicine King."

The Cultivators greeted him with bright smiles, and Shen Qiang nodded back with a smile.

Then they passed each other by.

He returned to his quarters.

As soon as he entered, Shen Qiang saw Ke Bizhu with a sheet mask on her face. Not only that, but the coffee table in the living room was covered with all kinds of cosmetics, all brand new. Seeing this setup, Shen Qiang casually said, "Weisheng Zhimei gave those to you?"

Ke Bizhu also answered casually with a soft "mm," and said, "She's really nice."

Shen Qiang shook his head helplessly.

Leaving Ke Bizhu and Ye Guyun downstairs to fiddle with all sorts of cosmetics,

he went straight upstairs.

When he pushed the bedroom door open, he happened to hear the water in the bathroom just shutting off.

With one sweep of his Divine Sense, Shen Qiang immediately confirmed it was the Baihua Palace Master, Weisheng Zhimei.

He turned around and locked the bedroom door.

Smiling as he walked in, Shen Qiang had just taken off his shirt and turned around when he saw the stunningly beautiful Weisheng Zhimei already standing in the doorway.

Her feet were bare.

Her snow-white Jade feet were as tender and pale as freshly peeled scallion bulbs.

Her slender, graceful ankles were round and smooth like carved Jade.

Her full, shapely calves, under the light, were as white and delicate as frost-beating snow, like exquisite Jade artifacts carved from congealed white fat.

"You really are too beautiful!"

Shen Qiang exclaimed in admiration.

At the same time, the Baihua Palace Master Weisheng Zhimei, smiling seductively, walked over with shy, sparkling eyes, pushed Shen Qiang down onto the bed, then leaned in, her eyes rippling as she whispered, "This is the first time I've ever dressed like this. If you dare laugh at me, I'll be really mad."

Breathing in the faint body fragrance coming from her and feeling the burning heat of her pretty face, Shen Qiang's eyes instantly curved with his smile.

"Don't be scared. You can dress like this every day. No need to worry I won't be able to keep up with the nutrition."