Chen Xiao, with a clear conscience, was unfazed even by Long Aotian being Zhou Wannong's grandfather. He calmly prepared to release Zhou Wannong, explaining without haste:
"Dragon King, don't rush to scold. It's not what you think..."
Before he could finish, Chen Xiao was stunned. At this critical moment, Zhou Wannong, acting on impulse, suddenly hugged him tightly and then kissed him directly on the lips, sealing his unfinished words.
"Don't talk nonsense, unless you don't fear my grandfather shooting you!"
In a flash, the blushing Zhou Wannong whispered a warning to Chen Xiao and then declared to Long Aotian with righteous indignation:
"Grandpa, didn't you have any intimate moments with Grandma when you were young? I've already told you that Chen Xiao and I are a couple. You knew he was staying over tonight and barged in late at night to disturb us. Who is the one who's shameless?"
Saying this, she didn't wait for the fuming Long Aotian to react. She pulled Chen Xiao and quickly retreated into the bedroom.
Chen Xiao heard the crashing sounds from the living room as Long Aotian threw things and his impotent roars of "Ahhhh!", his face darkening. He said:
"Deputy Director Zhou, what are you doing? Aren't you afraid of angering your grandfather to the point of illness?"
Zhou Wannong haphazardly put on a coat to cover the bloodstains on her chest and explained in a hushed, trembling voice:
"If my grandfather doesn't believe we're a couple, how could the matter of you injuring my cousin be so easily dismissed? Besides, to prevent him from worrying, I've never told him about the strange illness I've been suffering from day and night for years—the congenital cold evil you mentioned. If I suddenly told him you were here to treat me tonight, do you think he could handle it?"
"This..."
Chen Xiao was suddenly speechless. After a pause, he said with a wry smile:
"Even so, you shouldn't have lied to the old man. Listen to how angry he is. Moreover, I have a clear conscience; there's no need to make the act real..."
Zhou Wannong's gaze flickered slightly, and she suddenly interrupted Chen Xiao in a soft voice:
"What if I don't have a clear conscience? What if I want to make the act real?"
After saying this, she covered her flushed pretty face and fled the bedroom without looking back.
"..."
Chen Xiao stood there, agape, as if petrified, unable to move for a long time.
After an unknown period, it was only when he suddenly heard Zhou Wannong's cry for help that he managed to regain his senses.
"Chen Xiao! Help! Help! My grandfather is having a sudden angina attack..."
Without time to think, Chen Xiao, driven by his benevolent heart, rushed towards the living room, which was already in disarray from Long Aotian's rampage.
Long Aotian was lying on the sofa, his face contorted in pain, breathing with difficulty, his lips turning blue. Zhou Wannong was desperately trying to help him, holding back tears, both anxious and helpless.
Seeing Chen Xiao, Long Aotian clutched him like a drowning man grabbing a straw. He could no longer afford to be angry, and in a hoarse voice, he struggled to speak:
"Dr. Chen... Dr. Chen, please... please save me, quickly... quickly save me..."
Zhou Wannong couldn't help but sob:
"Chen... Chen Xiao, my grandfather... I'm afraid he's not going to make it. You... you quickly use the Life-Creating Needle to prolong his life. He... he was angered by me. If... if something really happens to him, I... I won't be able to live either! Sob... sob sob..."
With lives at stake, Chen Xiao put aside comforting Zhou Wannong and quickly reached out to feel Long Aotian's pulse. He then secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Deputy Director Zhou, stop crying. Your grandfather's body was too deeply poisoned by the snake, and he hadn't fully recovered, making him very weak. That's why he's experiencing temporary angina due to anger. I can fix it with a massage."
As he spoke, Chen Xiao began to use the Yin-Yang Mysterious Hand massage technique on Long Aotian's chest. His left hand was as cold as ice, and his right hand was as hot as fire, his energy rapidly depleting.
Long Aotian, who had been struggling to breathe from pain just moments before, was now pleasantly surprised to find that as waves of miraculous alternating cold and heat emanated from Chen Xiao's palms, the sharp pain in his chest gradually subsided.
However, Chen Xiao looked to be in distress. His breathing grew more rapid, his complexion paler, and large beads of sweat quickly formed on his forehead. He looked as if he were risking his life to save the man.
Long Aotian felt both heartache and gratitude. He could no longer afford to be angry and quickly urged Zhou Wannong, who was still weeping, from the side:
"Wannong, why are you still standing there crying like an idiot? Don't you see your boyfriend is about to collapse from exhaustion? Hurry and wipe the sweat from his face!"
"Ah?"
Zhou Wannong was stunned for a moment, then blushing, she hastily turned to grab tissues from the coffee table behind her. However, she found that the coffee table had already been overturned by Long Aotian, and the tissues were torn and scattered all over the floor. She didn't know what to do and made to go to another room.
Long Aotian, looking at the mess, his old face flushed, said sheepishly:
"Silly girl, what are you looking for? Just use your hands! Since you're a couple, what's there to be embarrassed about?"
"Oh... oh... oh oh oh!"
Zhou Wannong thought it made sense. Her cheeks grew redder, and she awkwardly reached out to wipe the sweat from Chen Xiao's face.
Chen Xiao, fully engrossed in performing the Yin-Yang Mysterious Hand, was unexpectedly hit by the faint scent of peaches from Zhou Wannong's hand. He almost lost control of the wordless golden formula rapidly spinning in his mind. He instinctively dodged his head and said without thinking:
"Deputy Director Zhou, do you have any Kidney Tonics at home? If so, please bring me two pills to replenish my strength."
"..."
Long Aotian's jaw dropped. He almost lost control and threw something again. With a grimace, he said:
"Young people should try to be more restrained. A drop of essence is ten drops of blood. Don't let lust drain your body at such a young age, cough cough."
"Grandpa, what nonsense are you talking about? If you can't control your mouth, I'll ask Chen Xiao to stop massaging you!"
Zhou Wannong felt like she was eating bitter herbs with no way to explain. Her pretty face was almost completely red, and her ears were burning hot. However, she couldn't help but worry about Chen Xiao and said nervously:
"Chen Xiao, we don't have Kidney Tonics at home, what should we do?"
Having barely completed a set of Yin-Yang Mysterious Hand, Chen Xiao collapsed onto the sofa, saying weakly:
"Then I'll just have to stay here overnight."
He possessed the Great Dream Vajra Divine Skill, and his physical condition far exceeded that of ordinary people. However, he hadn't slept for almost two days and two nights since leaving Ye Qingxin's house. Now, performing the Yin-Yang Mysterious Hand again, even an iron man couldn't withstand it.
Long Aotian immediately became anxious and said:
"Wannong, isn't the pharmacy downstairs open twenty-four hours? I saw it was open when I passed by earlier. Hurry and go buy some. Don't forget that Dr. Chen is exhausted because of you."
"I..."
Zhou Wannong felt like a mute eating bitter herbs, unable to explain. She instinctively cast a questioning glance at Chen Xiao. Seeing Chen Xiao nod with difficulty, she quickly rushed out the door, but then suddenly turned back:
"Grandpa, you'd better not make things difficult for Chen Xiao while I'm gone, because he's not only my boyfriend but also your savior. If you make things difficult for him, it would be ungrateful!"