Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!
Chapter 158 - 149: You are the Beast Old Demon Duan, This Time I Believe It! (Request for Subscription)

Chapter 158: Chapter 149: You are the Beast Old Demon Duan, This Time I Believe It! (Request for Subscription)

Ever since he misdiagnosed Feng Ling’er, Duan Yun felt unusually guilty.

Duan Yun rarely felt guilt, for he always embraced the Medical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart in his deeds, as well as acts of justice in Acting for Heaven.

"Evil cannot prevail over good," how could he, a man full of Heroic Spirit and righteousness, feel guilt?

Yet, it was indeed the first time he had misdiagnosed as a doctor, sucking True Qi from Feng Ling’er until both of them shivered from cold, him included.

He could only blame his overconfidence at that time, thinking that with the experience of treating Fu Wanjun, plus his enhanced Beiming Divine Skill, he could replicate the treatment.

Unfortunately, not every younger sibling practised Evil Skills by mistake. Feng Ling’er’s Cultivation Technique was flawless; it was as if he had drawn her True Qi and caused her to shiver for no reason.

Moreover, her constitution seemed to be quite sensitive.

At least much more sensitive than the previous younger sister, Fu Wanjun—just a little stimulation, and she could no longer take it.

One could only say that not all younger sisters could be spoken of in the same breath; next time, he needed to be more prepared. It was a mistake to rush Feng Ling’er to the cellar for treatment.

Mainly because, as a doctor, the spacious cellar had long been devoid of patients. Finally, when one appeared, he got impatient.

It was worth reflecting upon.

These last few days, the look in Feng Ling’er’s eyes when she saw him had changed somewhat.

From being so angry she gritted her teeth, wanting to strike back and pierce his butt, it had become filled with resentment.

Xiatou Ying, whom originally did not like Feng Ling’er much, now seemed to be on the same side as her, both of them criticizing him together.

Family members, who would understand? He was criticized by two Xiatou for being the same.

Although the Xiatou girls resented and criticized him, they did reach a consensus on one point, and that was the Murong brothers were the real culprits!

If it weren’t for the Murong brothers annoying Feng Ling’er, she wouldn’t have bothered Duan Yun, wouldn’t have been shot by him in the butt, and wouldn’t have been misdiagnosed as a perverted little sister, causing her to cry heartbreakingly after having her True Qi drawn.

Of course, if none of this had happened, Duan Yun, the doctor, wouldn’t have made his first misdiagnosis.

Thus, he had decided that when Feng Ling’er dealt with the Murong brothers again, he would definitely not help him.

He was "not familiar" with the Murong brothers.

Now, one could say that Yuzhu Villa was ready for everything, just waiting for the return of the Murong brothers.

At night, Duan Yun went to check on his cellar.

When he came out, he noticed lights still on in the western courtyard, and even faint sounds of sword practice could be heard.

He hadn’t expected the younger sister to be so diligent in practicing her swordsmanship.

Duan Yun quietly made his way over.

This was absolutely not voyeurism; it was concern for the misdiagnosed younger sister.

Duan Yun’s steps were very light, almost blending into the darkness.

Having had previous experience in tracking and observing the Goddess Catcher, he was quite adept in this regard.

Currently, Feng Ling’er was alone in the courtyard, surrounded by walls covered in blossoms.

Even though flowers bloomed profusely, she seemed a bit downcast.

In the night, Feng Ling’er’s sword, the Red Face Sword, which resembled floral branches, shone brighter than the flowers, particularly eye-catching.

"Scumbag! Scumbag!"

For a while, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and Sword Flowers blossomed.

In front of Feng Ling’er was a human-shaped iron stake being thrashed by Sword Qi, covered in sword marks.

Duan Yun couldn’t help but inwardly sigh, "Seems like younger sister still has quite the resentment against the brother!"

"Take that for stabbing my butt!"

"Take that for causing me to shiver!"

"Scumbag!"

"Scumbag!"

"Duan Yun, scumbag!"

Damn!

Hearing this, Duan Yun was stunned.

I’m the scumbag?

Why?

We had agreed that the Murong brothers were the real culprits, so why is the resentment shifted onto me?

As a doctor, Duan Yun suddenly became alert.

This younger sister is truly ill!

Seriously ill!

Suddenly, Feng Ling’er looked toward a certain spot in the dark, calling out, "Who’s there!"

Duan Yun stepped out.

Feng Ling’er, upon seeing his upright figure, trembled all over with fright, her face flushed red. With one hand holding a sword and the other guarding her chest, she exclaimed, "What do you want to do?"

Duan Yun earnestly replied, "Junior sister, I think you are ill."

Frightened, Feng Ling’er jumped back three steps and said, "Didn’t you say you had misdiagnosed?"

Duan Yun analyzed seriously, "Some illnesses are hidden very deeply. If one isn’t careful enough the first time, a misdiagnosis can happen. It seems necessary to conduct a second inspection."

Feng Ling’er’s hair stood on end as she shivered, "No, that’s not it."

"Your just-now symptoms clearly showed resistance against the doctor, treating the doctor as an enemy. There might even be a problem mentally. Let me have a look."

As Duan Yun spoke, he suddenly moved closer.

Feng Ling’er was about to scream in fear when, with a snap, a burst of finger strength shot out. As her body suddenly tensed, two more of her acupoints were hit, and she collapsed, once again limp.

So, Duan Yun caught her again and took her towards the cellar.

At this time, the maids Zhu and Lv hurried over.

But upon seeing Duan Yun, their legs clamped together, and they dared not approach.

Duan Yun politely nodded to the two of them.

So they could only watch helplessly as their young lady was taken back into the cellar.

Their young lady was going to be...

"Let’s examine more carefully this time."

In the dim cellar, a candle was lit.

The candlelight reflected off Duan Yun’s face, half bright, half dark, in Feng Ling’er’s eyes.

She could barely make out the expression on Duan Yun’s face.

"Familiarity breeds ease, junior sister, don’t resist this time."

Saying so, Duan Yun extended his right hand.

Feng Ling’er’s beautiful eyes were wide open.

Not this again?

The next moment, Feng Ling’er’s eyes widened, a strange suction force once again withdrawing her True Qi.

This time, Duan Yun proceeded very slowly and meticulously in his search.

Feng Ling’er’s recent symptoms were really similar to those of Fu Wanjun back then, only this illness was even more cunning, having deceived this doctor.

Making this doctor feel guilty for so long!

In the cellar, the candle flickered, and almost simultaneously, Duan Yun and Feng Ling’er began to shiver from the cold.

Several shivers in a row!

Duan Yun still hadn’t found the illness.

"Not right!"

"It’s still hiding!"

Duan Yun continued to draw out and search slowly, and so the two of them shivered from the cold again...

After dozens of shivers, Duan Yun felt he had empathized with Feng Ling’er numerous times.

He had to confirm one thing; he had misdiagnosed again.

Feng Ling’er was simply resentful for him poking her buttocks and shivering on her, mixed with a young girl’s shyness. He even saw in her memories the dream where she woke up from him shivering upon her.

In that memory, Feng Ling’er woke up blushing and gritted her teeth, "Scoundrel!"

"Pervert!"

She even looked quite adorable.

Duan Yun looked at Feng Ling’er, who was still trembling, and could only explain earnestly, "Junior sister, this is a misunderstanding again."

"You have to believe me," he said with sincere eyes.

By this time, Feng Ling’er had already curled up into a ball, pitifully saying, "People say you are the freakish Old Demon Duan, and I never believed them. Wuu wuu wuu wuu... I believe now."

"You are a big pervert!"

Zhu and Lv stood at the cellar entrance, listening to the noise inside, daring not even to breathe out loud.

It was too late, their young lady had really been that again.

The emotional breakdown seemed even worse than last time!

Poor young lady!

Zhu timidly said, "Should we ask the Lady to come back?"

It had been only a few days since the Lady left, and this was already the second time. Who knows if there would be a third, fourth, or countless more times?

...

When Shen Ying rushed to the cellar, all she saw was Duan Yun crouching beside Feng Ling’er. He was trying to touch her, while Feng Ling’er, curled up with her arms wrapped around her, shivered and sobbed inconsolably.

Beast! Sinful!

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