Though it was summer, the room brimmed with the breath of spring.
Floating flowers and rippling petals.
Bursting with vitality.
Forty minutes later, Bai Bing wrapped her lotus-like arms around Ye Qiu’s neck, frowning as she said, “It hurts~”
Ye Qiu asked, “Should I stop?”
“No—”
…
Half an hour later.
Silence fell.
Bai Bing lay in Ye Qiu’s arms, tracing circles on his chest with a finger. “You’re so silly.”
“How am I silly?”
“For me, you came all the way to the capital and nearly died. Tell me, isn’t that silly?”
“Ice Sis, now that you mention it, I do feel a bit silly. Look at all the sacrifices I’ve made for you. How about you make a little sacrifice too?”
“Sure, what do you want me to sacrifice? Just say it.”
Ye Qiu said, “Call me husband.”
Instantly, Bai Bing’s face flushed red. She pouted playfully, “Hmph, dream on. You haven’t married me yet—I’m not calling you husband.”
“Come on, you’ll have to eventually anyway.” Ye Qiu looked at her expectantly.
“Wait, I’ve got something serious to tell you,” Bai Bing said. “I’ve applied to transfer my job from the hospital.”
“Where to?” Ye Qiu asked.
Bai Bing blinked, her voice soft. “Wherever you are, that’s where I’ll go.”
Ye Qiu was taken aback. “Ice Sis, you’re coming back to Jiangzhou?”
“What, you don’t want me to?”
Ye Qiu felt a headache coming on.
Truth be told, he wasn’t keen on Bai Bing returning to Jiangzhou. Besides Lin Jingzhi, there was Qin Wan there too. With Bai Bing added, it’d be three women in one drama—his future would be full of headaches.
But if she stayed in the capital, he wouldn’t feel at ease either.
This trip to the capital had earned him enemies—not just Bai Yujing, but Xiao Qingdi, the Zhang family, and the Forbidden City. He couldn’t be sure they wouldn’t target those close to him.
“Ice Sis, returning to Jiangzhou isn’t out of the question, but you have to promise me something.”
“You mean Lin Jingzhi, right? I can promise I won’t cause you any trouble.”
Ye Qiu shook his head. “That’s not what I meant.”
“Then what?” Bai Bing looked puzzled.
Ye Qiu grinned mischievously. “Five times today.”
In an instant, Bai Bing’s pretty face turned crimson. She pounded his chest with her little fists. “Can your body handle it?”
“Whether it can or not, we’ll find out by trying.”
With that, Ye Qiu pressed down again.
Soon, soft moans and gentle chants filled the room.
(Omitted three thousand words here)
…
Afterward.
It was already evening. Ye Qiu not only kept his word but exceeded it by two rounds.
Bai Bing was exhausted, her body aching and drained, lying motionless on the bed.
“Ice Sis, here.”
Ye Qiu handed her a dark pill, bringing it to her lips.
“What’s this?” Bai Bing asked, curious.
“A Great Restoration Pill from Dragon Tiger Mountain. The old man gave it to me,” Ye Qiu said. “It’s way better than those skincare products you buy.”
“You mean it can beautify and nourish?” Bai Bing’s eyes lit up.
No matter how beautiful a woman is, she’s never fully satisfied with her looks, always wanting better skin—just like a billionaire always wants more money.
Ye Qiu said, “The Great Restoration Pill doesn’t just beautify and nourish—it boosts your vitality too.”
“Really?”
Bai Bing took the pill and swallowed it. Soon, her fatigue vanished.
She grabbed a mirror from the vanity and checked her face. Her skin was now rosy and radiant, smooth enough to break with a puff.
The effect was immediate.
Bai Bing was overjoyed. “My gosh, this Great Restoration Pill is incredible! It’s so much better than the skincare stuff I used before.”
“Ye Qiu, go ask Master Changmei for the recipe. We’ll start a company to make these ourselves—it’ll make us a fortune.”
“Maybe it’ll go public in two or three years.”
Ye Qiu gave a wry smile. “Ice Sis, you’re oversimplifying it. The ingredients for the Great Restoration Pill are incredibly rare. Mass production isn’t realistic.”
“What a shame. We could’ve made a killing.” Bai Bing sighed regretfully.
“Ice Sis, just focus on your work and enjoying life. Leave the money-making to me.”
Though mass-producing the Great Restoration Pill wasn’t feasible, Bai Bing’s words sparked an idea.
The Ye family ancestor’s legacy included tens of thousands of pill recipes—some for beauty, others for treating impotence or premature ejaculation. These used common ingredients, were easy to make, and could definitely be mass-produced.
Most importantly, the market was huge. With good efficacy, they’d rake in cash.
Bai Bing gave Ye Qiu a complicated look. “Ye Qiu, I’ve got one more thing to ask of you.”
“You want me to treat your grandfather?” Ye Qiu had already seen through her thoughts.
“Yeah.” Bai Bing said, “No matter what, he’s my grandpa. He was good to me before. If he hadn’t been swayed by Bai Yujing and his son, he probably wouldn’t have agreed to the Pei family marriage.”
Ye Qiu nodded. “I’ll check on the old man later.”
“You’re agreeing?” Bai Bing was surprised. She hadn’t expected him to say yes so readily.
Truthfully, Ye Qiu agreed not just for Bai Bing. There was another reason: Old General Bai had fought on the battlefield and killed enemies—a hero of the nation.
Though he had a grudge with Bai Yujing, that was between them. It had nothing to do with the old general.
Plus, Bai Bing had personally asked him.
“Who can resist when he’s your grandpa?” Ye Qiu said. “I heard from the War God and Tang Fei that Old General Bai is very old and in poor health.”
“Whether I can treat him, I’ll only know after examining him.”
“Ice Sis, you’re a doctor too. You know we’re human, not gods. There are many illnesses we can’t cure, so prepare yourself.”
“But rest assured, if there’s any chance to save him, I’ll give it my all.”
After Ye Qiu finished, Bai Bing stared at him, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Ice Sis, why are you crying out of nowhere? Did I say something wrong?”
Bai Bing shook her head, hooked her arms around his neck, and said, moved, “Ye Qiu, you’re so good to me.”
“Since you know I’m good to you, shouldn’t you call me husband now?”
“Husband~” Bai Bing cooed sweetly.
“That’s more like it.” Ye Qiu laughed.
“Husband, you’ve done so much for me. I want to do something for you too. Can I?”
“Ice Sis, I don’t need you to do anything for me.”
“You do.” Bai Bing suddenly turned assertive, flipping over to sit on Ye Qiu. “Don’t move—I’ll move!”
