Chapter 128: Have you ever slept with a woman?

"Huh??"

At her words, Yang Xun froze, completely stunned. It was as if someone had hit one of his pressure points, rooting him to the spot.

He never in a million years expected Aunt Chen to suddenly say something like that.

’Go ahead and touch them?’

’What... What does she mean?’

Yang Xun stared blankly at Chen Xiafang’s lovely face and her faintly flirtatious smile, his mind racing.

Then, he snapped back to his senses.

’Aunt Chen must be angry!’

’I was just gawking at her body, practically staring my eyes out. Who wouldn’t be offended by that?’

’Clearly, what she said was meant to be sarcastic—a warning!’

After all, Chen Xiafang was his elder, someone who had watched him grow up.

And here he was, staring at her like some kind of creep. It was completely out of line!

"Aunt Chen, I’m sorry. I... I’ll start the acupuncture!"

Yang Xun’s face flushed red. He quickly pulled a black leather needle pouch from his backpack, sat on the edge of the bed, and composed himself to begin the acupuncture.

Seeing Yang Xun’s flustered and embarrassed appearance, Chen Xiafang couldn’t help but let out a giggle, a sound as crisp and pleasant as silver bells.

She reached out and gently patted the back of his hand. "Silly boy," she said softly, "what are you apologizing for? I’m not angry. I was just teasing you."

"Aunt Chen, please lie down and relax! I’m going to start the acupuncture!"

Yang Xun gave an awkward grin but didn’t respond. He looked down and opened the pouch. Rows of gleaming Silver Needles were arranged neatly inside, glinting coldly under the light.

"Alright!"

Seeing this, Chen Xiafang let her smile fade. Her expression turned serious, and she obediently lay flat on her back, her hands at her sides, perfectly still.

Yang Xun closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, clearing all the distracting images from his mind.

Only with a mind free of distractions can one practice medicine.

That was the very first line of the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture.

When he opened his eyes again, all distraction was gone from his gaze, replaced by a profound calm and focus.

Before him was no longer a mature figure that sent his blood rushing, but a patient who needed to be healed.

Yang Xun took out the first Silver Needle, held the end between his fingertips, and precisely inserted it into the Tanzhong acupoint on Chen Xiafang’s chest.

"Ngh..."

Chen Xiafang’s brow furrowed slightly, but she didn’t otherwise react.

Then came the second needle, the third...

Three needles in her chest, inserted into the Tanzhong, Tianchi, and Qimen acupoints respectively. The depth and angle of each needle had been precisely calculated.

Next, Yang Xun’s hands moved downward, and the Silver Needles landed one after another like a swift bird skimming across water.

Ten needles were placed on her lower abdomen, distributed across key acupoints such as Guanyuan, Qihai, and Tianshu, specifically to target blockages in the liver meridian.

Finally, five needles were placed on each thigh, arranged in sequence along the path of the Foot Jueyin Liver Meridian.

Once all twenty-three Silver Needles were in place, they were scattered across Chen Xiafang’s body in a pattern as intricate as a starry sky, twinkling with faint silver light.

"Next, you might feel some strange sensations. Just try to relax."

With that, Yang Xun hovered his hands over Chen Xiafang’s body and began to circulate the Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Technique. Wisps of warm True Qi flowed from his palms, slowly pouring into her body along the Silver Needles.

The True Qi flowed through her meridians like a trickling stream, precisely flushing the long-standing blockages.

"Nnnh~"

The moment the True Qi entered her body, Chen Xiafang trembled, and an incredibly sensual moan escaped her lips.

The sound was low and melodious, filled with the unique magnetism and charm of a mature woman. It was like a soft feather, gently tickling Yang Xun’s heart.

Yang Xun’s body went rigid. It was as if someone had lit a fire in his veins, and his blood instantly began to boil.

’Just a single moan was that captivating. If she made sounds like that in bed... for any man, that would be the absolute peak of bliss.’

’Damn it!’

Yang Xun cursed himself and forcefully suppressed the improper thoughts.

As for Chen Xiafang, she was so embarrassed her face was bright red. The blush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears and down her fair neck.

She never imagined she would make a sound like that.

But the feeling of the True Qi flowing through her was simply too pleasurable. A warm, tingling sensation spread from the acupoints, as if a pair of invisible hands were gently massaging every inch of her meridians from the inside, making her feel utterly blissful, as if she were floating.

However, she was his elder, after all. Forcing down her embarrassment, she bit her lip hard and made no further sound.

"Aunt Chen, now we begin the detoxification process."

Yang Xun, also pretending nothing had happened, said, "Stay calm, but there’s one thing you must remember: no matter what, you can’t fall asleep."

"Okay, don’t worry. I only just woke up a little while ago. I won’t fall asleep."

Chen Xiafang nodded lightly, her tone full of confidence.

After that, the two of them fell into silence.

The room grew so quiet that the only sounds were their breathing and the faint hum of the True Qi circulating among the Silver Needles.

Yang Xun sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Chen Xiafang. He constantly monitored the changes in the meridians around the Silver Needles and the flow of his True Qi, terrified that something might go wrong.

But as his eyes examined her condition, they inevitably took in her incredibly voluptuous figure.

Silver Needles protruded from her fair, supple skin. With every breath, her full breasts trembled slightly, and her slim waist flared out into perfectly rounded hips...

GULP!!

Yang Xun’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, a wave of agitation washing over him.

The fabric of his jeans stretched taut, forming an extremely prominent bulge.

And Chen Xiafang saw it all.

Her gaze drifted down to Yang Xun’s lap, and when she saw the startling outline, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. She was inwardly stunned.

’This kid... Just how big is he?’

’He seems much bigger than any other man I’ve ever seen.’

Chen Xiafang quickly looked away, her heart inexplicably starting to beat a little faster.

「Time slowly ticked by.」

After ten minutes or so, the True Qi had completed several major cycles through her body, and the detoxification was proceeding steadily.

However, just then, Chen Xiafang suddenly felt an immense wave of drowsiness wash over her.

Her eyelids felt as heavy as lead. It was a struggle to keep them open as they kept trying to close. Her consciousness began to blur, and feeling groggy, she slowly closed her eyes.

"Aunt Chen! Wake up!"

Yang Xun had been watching Chen Xiafang’s condition closely and immediately called out to her.

"Hmm?"

Chen Xiafang groggily opened her eyes and stared blankly at Yang Xun. Realizing she had almost dozed off, she said at once, "Oh dear, I almost fell asleep. I’m so sorry!"

Yang Xun said with a serious expression, "Aunt Chen, it’s normal to feel drowsy during acupuncture. That’s a natural reaction to the True Qi circulating in your body. But you absolutely cannot fall asleep. If you do, it will not only interfere with the detoxification, but it could also cause you serious harm!"

"Is it that serious?"

The warning startled her, and much of her drowsiness vanished. Her eyes flew wide with surprise.

After that, she did her best to stay awake, forcing her eyes wide and staring at the light fixture on the ceiling.

But to her dismay, the drowsiness clung to her like a phantom, assaulting her in wave after wave. Her eyelids grew heavier and her head grew dizzier.

Several times, she felt her consciousness about to sink into darkness, only to wrench it back at the last moment. The repeated struggle was agonizing.

"Xiaoxun... I’m so drowsy, I really can’t fight it anymore. What should I do?"

Yang Xun thought for a moment before an idea struck him. "Let’s talk," he said. "It’s harder to get drowsy if you’re talking."

"Good idea!"

Chen Xiafang nodded emphatically, as if clutching a life-saving straw.

Yang Xun scratched his head, looking a bit troubled. "But... what should we talk about? What topics are you interested in, Aunt Chen?"

Chen Xiafang’s beautiful, almond-shaped eyes darted to the side as if she’d thought of something. The corners of her mouth slowly curved into a sly smile as she asked:

"Xiaoxun, have you ever slept with a woman?"