Chapter 126: Seeing Aunty’s Bare Body

’So beautiful!’

Yang Xun was completely captivated by the sight of Chen Xiafang before him.

The soaked bath towel clung tightly to her body, outlining her supremely mature figure for all to see.

Droplets of water trickled down her collarbone, disappearing into the deep valley between her breasts.

She was a forty-year-old woman, yet she possessed a figure that would put girls in their twenties to shame.

The mature charm, refined by the passage of time, was like a fine aged wine—mellow and intoxicating.

A wicked heat surged through Yang Xun, and his body reacted instantly.

An incredibly exaggerated bulge formed in the crotch of his jeans.

HISS!

Chen Xiafang’s gaze inadvertently swept over Yang Xun’s lower body. When she saw the shocking bulge, a look of utter astonishment flooded her beautiful face.

’This... This is just incredible!’

As a mature woman who had been married and borne a child, she knew exactly what that bulge meant.

The little guy who used to run around in front of her had truly grown up.

"Ahem!"

Chen Xiafang was the first to snap out of it. She coughed lightly to get Yang Xun’s attention.

"Er..."

Yang Xun realized his gaffe as well. A flush of heat spread across his face as he quickly lowered his head and said awkwardly, "Auntie, I’m sorry, I... I didn’t mean to."

"It’s fine, it’s fine. Help me to my room!"

Though Chen Xiafang said it was fine, she was inwardly delighted.

’I’m over forty and just recovered from a major illness, yet I can still have such a strong effect on a young man in his twenties. It seems my charm hasn’t faded one bit.’

Yang Xun quickly stepped forward and put a hand on Chen Xiafang’s waist to support her.

However, Chen Xiafang’s ankle was too severely injured. The moment she took a step, a searing, heart-wrenching pain shot up from it.

"HISS!!"

Chen Xiafang sucked in a sharp breath from the pain, nearly falling over.

Seeing this, Yang Xun didn’t hesitate. He bent down, swept Chen Xiafang into his arms bridal-style, and strode toward the bedroom.

Chen Xiafang’s unique, faint fragrance assaulted Yang Xun’s nostrils. Her soft, warm body was pressed against his chest, and the sensation through the damp towel was simply maddening.

Yang Xun didn’t dare look down at Chen Xiafang in his arms, afraid he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Chen Xiafang, however, kept her eyes fixed on Yang Xun’s profile—his chiseled jawline, his high-bridged nose, and his deep-set eyes.

’I can’t believe it. After not seeing him for a few years, the scrawny little kid from back then has become so masculine.’

’And so handsome...’

Soon, Yang Xun carried Chen Xiafang into the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed.

But because of her injured ankle, the moment she sat on the edge of the bed, her right foot accidentally hit the bed frame. A sharp pain shot through her, and she shuddered violently.

The towel slipped off.

Her fair, curvaceous body was exposed to Yang Xun’s eyes, completely uncovered.

’Holy shit!!’

Yang Xun’s eyes flew wide open, and his breathing suddenly became ragged.

Chen Xiafang reacted instantly. She snatched the towel and draped it back over herself, then shot Yang Xun a glare and chided, "You little rascal, haven’t you seen enough?"

Yang Xun grinned shamelessly and said, "Auntie, you’re so beautiful, a lifetime wouldn’t be enough to look at you."

"Pfft!!"

Chen Xiafang burst out laughing at his words and rolled her eyes at him. "Your mouth is as sweet as honey."

But after her laughter faded, her expression quickly dimmed, and she let out a heavy sigh.

"Sigh... I just got out of the hospital a few days ago, and now it looks like I’ll have to go back. I’m so clumsy. How could I injure my ankle so badly just by taking a shower?"

Yang Xun crouched by the bed and smiled. "Auntie, it’s no big deal. Let me take a look."

With that, he reached out, gently took hold of Chen Xiafang’s right ankle, and examined it carefully.

A large, slightly bruised swelling had formed on her ankle. It was extremely painful to the touch.

Yang Xun circulated his True Qi and sent it probing into the injury, quickly assessing the situation.

’It is pretty serious. The ankle bone is dislocated.’

’But for me, it’s not a big problem.’

"Auntie, it’s nothing serious, just a dislocated bone. I can set it back for you," Yang Xun said in a relaxed tone.

"You know medicine?" Chen Xiafang stared at Yang Xun, astonished.

"Have you forgotten? My grandpa used to practice medicine. I learned from him for a few years when I was a kid," Yang Xun said with a smile.

Chen Xiafang paused for a moment, then it dawned on her.

’That’s right!’

She remembered now. Yang Xun’s grandfather used to run a clinic in Xiaoxie Village. Villagers from miles around would go to the old man for any minor ailments like headaches or fevers. His skills were indeed quite good.

"Well... will it hurt?"

Chen Xiafang asked nervously.

"It won’t hurt."

Yang Xun promised confidently, then firmly grasped her ankle with both hands. "Auntie, get ready. I’ll set the bone for you on the count of three."

Chen Xiafang took a deep breath, gripped the bedsheet tightly, and nodded emphatically. "Okay, go ahead."

"One, two..."

"CRACK!!"

Yang Xun didn’t even count to three. As the word "two" left his lips, he gave a sudden twist and push with his hands, channeling a wisp of True Qi into her ankle. The bone instantly snapped back into place!

"AH!!"

Chen Xiafang let out a startled scream and glared at Yang Xun in terror. "You... Why did you do it before counting to three! You liar!"

But after scolding him, she suddenly froze.

She looked down and moved her ankle. The piercing pain from before was completely gone!

She tried rotating her ankle, then gently touched her foot to the ground. It didn’t hurt at all!

"Oh my god! It really doesn’t hurt anymore!"

With a look of utter disbelief, Chen Xiafang looked up at Yang Xun, her eyes filled with pleasant surprise. "Xiaoxun, you’re incredible!"

Yang Xun waved his hand modestly. "It was nothing, just a small matter. A dislocated ankle is a minor problem. I’m actually getting ready to treat my sister’s cancer now."

"Treat cancer??"

Chen Xiafang froze instantly, her almond-shaped eyes wide with shock. "You... you can treat cancer?"

"I can’t say I can cure it with one hundred percent certainty."

Yang Xun spoke truthfully and in a serious tone, "But I have to try. There’s still a chance."

Chen Xiafang stared blankly at Yang Xun. After several seconds of silence, she suddenly spoke, "Xiaoxun, in that case... can you take a look at my illness too?"

"Of course!"

Yang Xun nodded without hesitation. He then extended his right hand and gently placed three fingers on Chen Xiafang’s wrist.

A wisp of True Qi seeped from his fingertips, slowly traveling along her meridians as it meticulously investigated the condition of her body.

A moment later, a slight frown creased Yang Xun’s brow.

A few seconds later, his expression grew increasingly grave.

Noticing the change in Yang Xun’s expression, Chen Xiafang’s heart tightened. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Xiaoxun... what is it? My illness... is it very serious?"

Yang Xun didn’t answer immediately. He closed his eyes, his face becoming as serious as it could be...