NOVPUBWang Guodong showed a look of displeasure, "Zhao Xing, you shouldn’t question Mr. Chen’s supernatural abilities."
Zhao Xing quickly shut his mouth, realizing he had said something wrong.
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In the bedroom.
Chen Nan turned off the air conditioner and pulled off the cotton quilt wrapped around Yu Xiaomin, calmly saying, "Mrs. Zhao, please take off all your clothes."
Yu Xiaomin looked at Chen Nan embarrassingly, "Do I need to take off all my clothes?"
She had not expected that the man she had severely rebuked as a hooligan would be asked to treat her.
And she had even less expected that he would directly ask her to take off all her clothes.
She felt like Chen Nan was intentionally seeking revenge on her.
Chen Nan nodded indisputably, "If I’m not mistaken, the fetus in your womb has a severe case of nuchal cord. The priority now is to address the nuchal cord situation."
"Therefore, I need to massage your abdomen."
Yu Xiaomin couldn’t help asking, "Isn’t it possible to just expose my abdomen?"
Chen Nan shook his head, saying directly, "There is Yin Sha Qi in your body, and I need to monitor its every move while massaging. Only by doing so can I expel the Yin Sha Qi from your body."
"So, you can’t have any clothes on."
Yu Xiaomin let out an embarrassed "oh," then sat up trembling, suppressing the shyness in her heart and took off all her clothes.
In an instant. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
A sensual and voluptuous figure was revealed to Chen Nan’s eyes—her upright and snow-white curves, her sexy and charming legs, all stimulating his mind and spirit.
Especially Yu Xiaomin’s protruding abdomen gave Chen Nan a different kind of temptation.
The atmosphere in the bedroom instantly became subtle and suggestive.
Yu Xiaomin’s face turned red, her shy appearance like the exquisitely blooming peach blossoms in spring, delicate and dripping with allure.
She was a conservative woman.
In her life, only her husband had seen her body.
Yet now, she appeared naked in front of a strange man, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
Especially those deep eyes of his, seeming to have a mysterious magic, made her dare not meet his gaze.
Chen Nan looked at her, trying to keep his eyes as calm as possible, but his heart inevitably rippled a bit.
After all.
This was a bona fide, sensual married woman!
Her timid demeanor caused his imagination to run wild, unable to stop.
After removing her clothes, Yu Xiaomin awkwardly covered her private parts with her hands, her eyes full of shyness and unease; she then lay down on the bed, waiting for Chen Nan’s massage, presenting herself like a harvest ready for the taking.
Chen Nan cleared his throat, trying to calm his emotions, and slowly extended his hand. But the moment he touched Yu Xiaomin’s abdomen, her body trembled slightly, and a blush spread across her face.
Somehow, upon feeling the warmth from Chen Nan’s hands, she experienced an inexplicable pleasure as if shocked by electricity.
This was incredibly puzzling for her and simultaneously created a strong sense of shame internally.
She bit her lip, too nervous even to breathe.
"Relax a little, don’t be nervous," Chen Nan’s fingers gently slid over her abdomen, sensing the condition of the fetus and the barely perceptible Yin Sha Qi.
His voice was low and gentle as if it had the power to soothe the soul.
Yu Xiaomin slightly lifted her head, looking at Chen Nan’s concentrated expression, her shyness was gradually replaced by a sense of inexplicable trust.
With Chen Nan’s massage, a warm breath spread across Yu Xiaomin’s abdomen, and the bone-chilling cold gradually vanished.
Yu Xiaomin’s pale complexion also gained a bit of rosiness, feeling as if she were in a safe harbor, and the fear brought by the malignant energy slowly dissipated.
She looked at Chen Nan with deep affection, her eyes filled with tenderness and gratitude, "I shouldn’t have called you a scoundrel at noon, and I apologize to you for that here."
Initially, her impression of Chen Nan was very poor.
She thought he was a scoundrel.
But now.
She clearly realized that she had misunderstood Chen Nan.
He was not as bad as she had imagined; not only that, but he was also a gentleman.
Even with her body completely naked before him, his gaze remained very respectful and courteous, without any impolite intent.
Precisely because of this, she expressed her apology to Chen Nan in person.
Chen Nan did not respond to her words but gently continued to massage her abdomen, using True Qi as a guide, coaxing the fetus inside to slowly turn its body.
An hour later.
Chen Nan sat collapsed beside the bed, drenched in sweat, panting heavily, "The issue of the umbilical cord wrapped around the neck has been resolved, but that malignant energy is still inside you, I haven’t thought of a countermeasure yet."
His expression was grave; the malignant energy was much more troublesome than he had expected.
Yu Xiaomin uttered a slightly disappointed sound, though the malignant energy was still inside her, she could clearly feel that her body had become much lighter.
Clearly, the fetus in her womb had initially been freed from the crisis brought by the malignant energy.
She slowly sat up, put on her clothes that lay beside her, and then opened the door to let her husband and Wang Guodong enter.
Seeing Chen Nan so weakly sitting aside, Wang Guodong’s heart trembled forcefully; this was the first time he had seen Chen Nan so vulnerable, even more so than when he had crafted the Amulet.
Without giving it another thought, he quickly said, "Have someone brew some ginseng tea to help Mr. Chen recover his strength."
Zhao Xing promptly ordered the nanny to prepare the ginseng tea.
And Chen Nan, struggling with his weakness, went to the living room. He looked at Zhao Xing and said, "Mr. Zhao, your wife’s fetus is temporarily safe now, but that malignant energy has not been removed, and the situation is not optimistic."
"If that malignant energy acts up again, it could very likely endanger the lives of both mother and child."
"Here’s what we’ll do."
"You go find the descendant of the tomb owner now, and I’ll stay at your house, watching over your wife, ensuring her safety."
Zhao Xing’s face was filled with gratitude as he said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, I’ll go find the tomb owner’s descendant right now," saying this, he turned and hurriedly left the house.
Wang Guodong also said, "Mr. Chen, please rest well, I won’t disturb you any longer, contact me anytime if you need anything."
Chen Nan nodded weakly and then leaned on the sofa, slowly falling asleep until the nanny’s voice woke him. He weakly opened his eyes and upon sitting up, he found himself covered with a thin summer quilt.
By then, it was already evening.
"Mr. Chen, please drink this bowl of ginseng soup!" The nanny offered the ginseng soup to Chen Nan with respectful hands.
Chen Nan thanked her, took the soup, found it was just the right temperature, and drank it all at once. Then he looked towards the spacious living room, but Yu Xiaomin was nowhere to be seen. The color drained from his face: "Where did Mrs. Zhao go?"
The nanny replied respectfully, "The madam went to the bedroom to take a bath."
"Not good." Chen Nan’s pupils shrank sharply, and he rushed upstairs...
