Ghost-Handed Heavenly Doctor
Chapter 7: Fatty Brother is So Meaty
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Fine! She really should have looked away, but a lecherous woman’s nature is hard to change. The youth’s physique was just too well-proportioned and too sexy, making her reluctant to look away and miss out on such a rare and beautiful sight.
Feeling a bit guilty and nervous, as if she were doing something bad, she quietly glanced around.
No one? That made sense; in the middle of the night, who would come out here? The youth probably thought the same, which was why he dared to bathe in the stream so recklessly.
Heh, didn't that mean no one would know she was peeping at a handsome man bathing?
However, the next moment, that lecherous smile froze on her lips...
The youth who had stepped into the stream submerged himself, then emerged with a splash. Stream water dripped from his hair, tracing lines down his bronze chest. The youth narrowed his phoenix eyes, water droplets clinging to his lashes. The way he tilted his head back was damnably sexy, but—but why did it have to be *that* guy?
In an instant, she lost all interest in watching. She intended to slip away quietly, but as a thought crossed her mind, a mischievous smile crept onto her face. Her sparkling eyes swept over Mu Chenfeng in the stream and then locked onto the clothes he had left on the bank.
Hehe, running into her—that was his bad luck.
Quietly, she crawled along the ground, slowly approaching the stream. Having crossed paths with him before, she knew how formidable he was and didn't dare to be careless. Seeing him occasionally squinting in the water, enjoying the flow of the stream, she smiled silently. Once she grabbed the clothes, she began to retreat slowly. This time, however, she didn't take his prescription; aside from the clothes, she didn't even touch his pouch.
Whether it was because he was too confident in his own vigilance or because Tang Xin was just that skilled at "nicking" things, Mu Chenfeng remained oblivious even as she left with his clothes...
It wasn't until Mu Chenfeng, having soaked for nearly half an hour, rose from the stream feeling refreshed, only to find his clothes on the grass had vanished into thin air, that his handsome face turned from green to black. The icy, murderous aura radiating from his body was enough to make one tremble with fear.
"Damn it!"
His furious roar echoed through the countryside, reverberating in the night. His rage triggered the martial energy within his body; air currents surged, and the stream water suddenly erupted, emitting explosive *bangs* as spray splashed everywhere, soaking the surroundings.
Far away, Tang Xin heard the angry shout and the sound of splashing water, and she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Satisfying! Truly satisfying! A dignified prince, walking around bare-assed. Hehe, it’s just a pity there’s no audience here; otherwise, she would have definitely rounded up a crowd to watch the show, hahaha..."
However, whether it was because she did too many wicked things or was simply too carried away, she didn't watch where she was going in the middle of the night. Her foot slipped, and she tumbled straight down.
"Ah..."
She let out a startled cry as she lost her balance. The crescent moon above couldn't illuminate the path beneath her feet. She didn't even know where she was falling; she only knew her body kept rolling until her head struck something. As the pain hit, she lost consciousness.
Such a fragrant scent, such a comfortable bed...
Tang Xin, sleeping with her eyes closed, rubbed against the soft pillow like a kitten. Breathing in that faint fragrance, she drifted into a comfortable sleep, feeling as if she had returned to the Simmons mattress from her previous life.
"Dad, Mom, look at the way Little Sister is rubbing against the pillow—doesn't she look like a kitten? Hehe, so cute. Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
A childish voice filled with curiosity reached Tang Xin’s ears, causing her to jolt awake. To her surprise, three strangers were reflected in her vision.
"She's awake, she's awake! Little Sister is awake!" A chubby seven or eight-year-old boy leaning by the bed saw her open her eyes and eagerly leaned in, asking with concern, "Little Sister, does your head still hurt? Does your face hurt? Does your body hurt? I brought you my favorite fried chicken. Look, I saved a big drumstick for you!" As he spoke, he handed her the oil-paper-wrapped drumstick he had taken from the table behind him.
"Child, how are you feeling? Does your head still ache?" a gentle, beautiful woman asked softly, reaching out to stroke her hair.
Tang Xin was stunned. She blinked her clear, large eyes, looking around the elegant room and then at the three strangers before her. "Where is this? Why am I here?" Didn't she fall? How did she end up here?
"Hehe, this is the Prime Minister's residence. Our family of three was returning from an outing when we saw you collapsed at the bottom of the hillside. Since you were injured, we brought you back," a handsome man said. He then turned to the beautiful woman beside him. "My lady, she just woke up. Tell the servants to prepare some light porridge for her."
"I've already ordered it. Wait, I'll go bring it up." The beautiful woman smiled and said to the chubby boy, "Little Sister has injuries; you shouldn't give her that. It's deep-fried and too heat-inducing."
"Then I'll bring her something good to eat after she gets better." He looked at the drumstick in his hand, then tilted his head to look at his parents, laughing, "If Little Sister won't eat it, then I will. Let's not waste it."
Just as he was about to bite into the drumstick, it vanished from his hand. He stared blankly at his greasy hand, stunned, until his father's voice drifted over.
"You're too fat. You can't keep eating meat; it's not good for your health."
"But, but I just like eating meat!" The chubby boy pouted, his round face looking aggrieved as he stared at the drumstick in his father's hand, his mouth watering.
The beautiful woman looked at the chubby boy with doting eyes, smiled, and turned to walk out.
Seeing the subtle relationship between this family of three, Tang Xin couldn't help but feel envious. She had lived two lives; in her previous one, her parents had died when she was young, and in this one, she didn't even know who her parents were. The warmth of a family and the care of parents were so precious to her—she wanted them, but could not possess them...
"Little Sister, I'm Tang Zihao. You can just call me Brother Zihao from now on. When your injuries heal, I'll take you out to play, okay?"
Looking at the chubby boy by the bed, his round face full of flesh and his eyes squinted into mere slits—he was only seven or eight but weighed nearly ninety pounds—he looked quite wealthy in his fine silk robes, and his protruding little belly was rather comical. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.
"Hehehehe, Little Sister is smiling."
Seeing her smile, Tang Zihao danced with joy, wanting to climb onto the bed to sit beside her and keep her company, but he was lifted away by his father, who grabbed him by the collar from behind.
"You chubby kid, what if you crush Little Sister later? Just stay there, don't climb up."
Tang Zihao muttered, "Dad, stop grabbing my collar like an eagle catching a chick; you'll make Little Sister laugh at me."
Tang Zhengyu glanced at him and said, "Is there any chick as fat as you?"
Hearing this, Zihao moved his lips, wilting like a frost-bitten eggplant, and was speechless for a moment...
"Child, why were you alone at the bottom of that hillside? Where is your family? How did you get those injuries?" Tang Zhengyu asked, his gaze fixed on Tang Xin.
"I don't have a family. A few days ago, I was captured by some bad people. I just escaped, and I accidentally fell down the hillside."
Upon hearing this, Tang Zihao immediately turned back and grabbed his father's hand with his greasy fingers: "Dad, Little Sister is so pitiful. Let's keep her!" Without waiting for him to speak, he turned to Tang Xin and said, "Little Sister, stay and be my little sister! I'll share my good food with you, and if anyone bullies you, I'll beat them up for you. With me protecting you, you won't have to be afraid of bad people anymore."