Chapter 182: Teacher Murong is in Trouble

"What! Something happened to Teacher Murong?"

Yang Xun’s face filled with disbelief when he heard the news, his brow furrowing tightly.

’Impossible!’

’I made the Crimson Sun Pill specifically to suppress the cold energy in Teacher Murong’s body. I had a perfect grasp of its medicinal properties, so how could anything have possibly gone wrong?’

"Yes, something happened right after she took the medicine!"

Zhang Hui said urgently over the phone, "It’s hard to explain right now, just hurry over! Weiwei isn’t going to make it!"

"Okay, send the location to my phone. I’ll be right there!"

After hanging up, Yang Xun’s expression grew grim. He turned to Yue Feifei, who was sitting across from him, and said apologetically,

"Feifei, something urgent has come up. I have to go take care of it, so I’ll have to excuse myself."

At that moment, Yue Feifei had also just about finished eating. She picked up a napkin, wiped her mouth, and stood up, offering,

"I’ll give you a ride. It’s hard to get a taxi around here, and you’re in a hurry, right?"

Yang Xun nodded without refusing. "Then I’d appreciate that."

After paying the bill, the two of them hurriedly left the restaurant.

Seeing how anxious Yang Xun was, Yue Feifei rode the motorcycle very fast, the Ducati roaring through the streets.

In just over ten minutes, she had brought Yang Xun to his destination.

This was Brocade Mountain Villa, a famous wealthy district in Zhonghai City.

The Zhang Family had run Xinglin Hall for many years, so it went without saying that they had accumulated immense wealth.

Before Yang Xun stood a particularly impressive single-family villa. It occupied a vast area and was built in a European architectural style, with massive Roman columns supporting a high portico. The exterior walls were clad in beige marble, and the yard even featured a small musical fountain and a neatly trimmed lawn, exuding an air of luxury.

Since Murong Wei was Yang Xun’s middle school teacher, Yue Feifei didn’t know her and had no intention of going inside with him.

"Alright, you should hurry inside."

Yue Feifei, still sitting on her motorcycle, waved to Yang Xun and reminded him, "Remember our business. Do your reconnaissance as soon as possible, and then we’ll move the stuff back quickly!"

"Don’t worry, I won’t forget."

Yang Xun nodded immediately. After watching Yue Feifei ride away, he turned and walked toward the villa’s main gate.

At this time, Zhang Hui was already in the yard, pacing back and forth anxiously. He had been waiting for a long time.

When he saw Yang Xun walk into the villa’s yard, he looked as if he had seen his savior and hurried to greet him.

"Divine Doctor Yang, you’re finally here!"

Zhang Hui grabbed Yang Xun’s arm, his forehead beaded with anxious sweat.

"Brother Hui, what exactly happened to Teacher Murong?"

Yang Xun gave a slight nod, asking his question as he followed Zhang Hui into the villa.

"I don’t know either! We were so happy. She took the medicine, and we were getting ready to be intimate, but then... Ugh, you’ll see when you go inside!"

Zhang Hui sighed, his face a mask of anguish.

Entering the villa’s living room, Yang Xun immediately saw two men and a woman sitting on a large leather sofa.

One of the men was over eighty years old, but he was full of vigor. He wore a dark gray Tang suit and was rolling two walnuts in his hand.

The other man and woman appeared to be in their fifties and were dressed very opulently. The man wore a custom-made suit, while the woman was in a designer skirt suit, wearing a jadeite necklace.

However, the atmosphere in the living room was somber, even a little oppressive.

Zhang Hui immediately made introductions, pointing to the couple in their fifties. "Divine Doctor Yang, these are my parents, Zhang Bo and Jia Yajie."

Hearing this, Yang Xun couldn’t help but take a second look at Zhang Bo.

He knew that this was the current Sect Leader of Xinglin Hall, a man of incredible medical skill who held a pivotal position in the traditional Chinese medicine community of Zhonghai City.

Then, Zhang Hui pointed to the man in his eighties. "This is my grandfather, Zhang Jingshi."

A chill went down Yang Xun’s spine. Zhang Jingshi was a renowned titan of traditional Chinese medicine in Zhonghai City, a man of immense fame.

"It’s an honor to meet you, elders."

Yang Xun greeted them politely.

"Mm."

Zhang Bo and Jia Yajie looked at Yang Xun with respect. They had already heard about how he had cured Zhou Kunlun’s cancer.

As doctors themselves, they knew exactly what it meant for someone as young as Yang Xun to possess such medical skills!

After Murong Wei had a bad reaction to the Crimson Sun Pill, they had tried to find a solution together, but in the end, they had no good options and could only turn to Yang Xun for help.

"Brother Hui, where is Teacher Murong?"

Yang Xun was in no mood for pleasantries and asked immediately.

"In the second-floor bedroom. Quick, follow me!"

Led by Zhang Hui, Yang Xun hurried up to the second floor.

Zhang Bo and Jia Yajie followed behind, their faces full of worry.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jingshi remained seated on the first floor, his gaze fixed on Yang Xun’s back, his thoughts unreadable.

Upon entering the second-floor bedroom, Yang Xun saw Murong Wei lying on the bed, and his expression changed instantly.

At this moment, Murong Wei’s physical state was exceptionally strange.

She was curled up on the large double bed, covered with a thick blanket, but she was still trembling violently.

Shockingly, her body would one moment be wreathed in a visible, scorching white vapor, as if she were about to burst into flames. The next, it would emanate a bone-chilling cold, turning her lips purple and even forming a thin layer of frost on her eyelashes.

It was as if she were being tormented by the two extremes of ice and fire!

"Teacher, how are you feeling?"

Yang Xun quickly stepped forward, approaching the bedside to ask with concern.

Hearing Yang Xun’s voice, Murong Wei struggled to open her eyes. She looked at him in agony. "Xiaoxun... you’re finally here. I feel awful... so cold, but so hot..."

As she spoke, Murong Wei’s body trembled slightly, her expression contorted, clearly enduring immense pain.

Without any hesitation, Yang Xun immediately reached out, placed his hand on Murong Wei’s wrist, and took her pulse.

The moment he made contact, Yang Xun felt two forces—one of extreme cold and one of extreme heat—rampaging wildly through her meridians. Her pulse was bizarre to the extreme!

He immediately consulted the *Rejuvenation Medical Scripture* in his mind, and by combining it with her pulse reading, he instantly found the cause.

’It turns out there’s an extremely faint and hidden trace of True Qi in Murong Wei’s body!’

After she took the Crimson Sun Pill, this trace of True Qi was activated, causing the pill’s medicinal effects to become incredibly potent. At the same time, however, the True Qi also stimulated the stubborn cold energy already in her body, causing it to strengthen as well.

The two forces were clashing inside her, neither willing to yield, which was what created this terrifying situation of alternating ice and fire.

’That’s not right!’

’How could Teacher Murong have True Qi in her body?’

Upon this discovery, Yang Xun’s brow furrowed deeply, and his eyes filled with astonishment.

’Could it be...’

Suddenly, Yang Xun recalled what had happened between him and Murong Wei recently.

Murong Wei, to help him satisfy his needs, had ingested a lot of his essence. And as a Cultivator, his essence naturally contained True Qi.

’Damn it, to think something like this would happen.’

Yang Xun’s expression was extremely grave. This situation was incredibly dangerous.

If the two forces were allowed to continue clashing, Murong Wei’s meridians would be torn apart from the inside, and her life would be in danger at any moment!

The only solution was to have intercourse immediately!

During intercourse, through the union of yin and yang, they could rapidly deplete the excess yang energy from the Crimson Sun Pill while suppressing the cold energy. Murong Wei would then return to normal.

If the effects of the Crimson Sun Pill weren’t depleted soon, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Brother Hui, you just need to sleep with Teacher Murong right away!"

Yang Xun immediately released her wrist, stood up, and looked at Zhang Hui. "Hurry up and deplete the medicinal effects of the Crimson Sun Pill!" he said urgently. "Otherwise, her life will be in danger!"

"I... I can’t!"

Hearing Yang Xun’s words, however, Zhang Hui’s face was a picture of despair as he waved his hands frantically.

"What do you mean, you can’t? This is the key to saving her life!" Yang Xun said with a frown.

Zhang Hui’s face was twisted in misery, his voice full of frustration and fear. "After Weiwei took the Crimson Sun Pill, we were about to... but... but I couldn’t handle it at all! One moment her body is scorching hot, burning like a branding iron; the next, it’s as cold as ice, freezing me stiff. I tried to... to go in just now, but... but I ended up getting injured down there. The pain is excruciating. I can’t do it. I really can’t."

"This..."

Hearing this, Yang Xun froze on the spot, his mind going completely blank, unsure of what to do.

’I can’t just stand by and watch Murong Wei die from her body being torn apart, can I?’

"Divine Doctor Yang..."

Just then, Zhang Jingshi appeared at the door. He stared intently at Yang Xun and said, "Why don’t you sleep with Weiwei instead?"