Chapter 8: Continue

After a brief moment of thought, Yang Qi spoke, "It could be three to five months, or one to two years at the latest."

To treat the old injuries on Qin Lao's body, Yang Qi would need to reach the Martial Artist realm. Currently, he was only a Fifth-Rank Martial Disciple, still a distance away from the Martial Artist realm. According to his estimation, it would take him two to three months to break through to the Martial Artist realm.

"Three to five months, or one to two years?" Qin Lao was taken aback, then laughed, "I thought it would take ten to eight years. One to two years, I can wait."

Ten to eight years!

Yang Qi was stunned, then remembered that Qin Lao had been troubled by his old injuries for decades. Waiting one to two more years wouldn't be a big deal. On the contrary, he felt that it would take him too long to cultivate to the Martial Artist realm in one to two years.

"Brother Qin, where are we?" Yang Qi glanced out the window; it was already getting dark, and he had no idea where he was.

"This is Qingzhou University. I assume you're a student, right?" Qin Lao smiled.

Yang Qi nodded.

"Speaking of which, we are alumni. I also graduated from Qingzhou University back in the day." Qin Lao looked nostalgic and continued, "After retiring, I returned to Qingchuan Province, and the university arranged a villa for me. I come here every year."

I see.

Yang Qi nodded inwardly. He had already guessed Qin Lao's identity, though he wasn't entirely sure, it was mostly accurate. If Qin Lao really lived here permanently, the security here would be much stronger.

"Doctor Sun, the leader said no one should disturb us." At that moment, a familiar voice came from the door.

Yang Qi recognized the voice; it belonged to Little Luo, who had attacked him before.

"Even the leader's orders don't apply. Both the leader and that kid are patients, and they are under my care." A cold voice replied.

"Brother Yang... that... you and Doctor Sun can continue chatting." Qin Lao's expression changed slightly, and he gave Yang Qi a meaningful look before leaving.

What am I supposed to chat about with her? Yang Qi smiled bitterly, looking at Qin Lao in confusion. He wasn't sick and didn't need to see a doctor.

"Brother Yang, don't tell me you've forgotten?" Qin Lao looked surprised at Yang Qi.

Seeing the commotion outside getting louder, Qin Lao knew they couldn't stay here long. He left with a final word, "Think about what you did before you fainted."

Before I fainted?

Yang Qi was stunned, and his mind involuntarily recalled the situation when he fainted. He vaguely remembered Doctor Sun asking if he needed to rest, and he shook his head, saying no. Then... everything went black, and he fainted. When he fell, he felt like he landed on a sponge.

"No way~"

Yang Qi's mouth twitched. He finally realized that what he had landed on wasn't a sponge but Doctor Sun.

Thinking about where he had fallen, Yang Qi smiled bitterly, looking at his hands and murmured, "It was pretty soft, indeed."

"Really?"

Yang Qi nodded, about to speak, but suddenly realized something was wrong. He looked up to see a beautiful doctor in a white coat staring at him with a cold expression.

"Oh no!" Seeing Doctor Sun on the verge of losing control, Yang Qi exclaimed. The next moment, he saw her punch the bed.

Without hesitation, Yang Qi did a fish leap, jumping up and landing behind Doctor Sun.

"Thud~"

A dull sound came from the bed.

"Doctor Sun, listen to me..." Yang Qi said urgently.

"Explain..." Doctor Sun looked at Yang Qi in surprise, not attacking again but walking in front of him.

Seeing this, Yang Qi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she was willing to listen, it was just a misunderstanding. After all, he had been unconscious and didn't know what had happened.

However, before Yang Qi could speak, a cold voice rang in his ear, "You can explain in your dreams!"

Before Yang Qi could react, he felt his center of gravity shift forward.

"Shoulder throw!" Realizing what was happening, Yang Qi quickly regained his balance.

Doctor Sun clearly wasn't giving up and exerted more force. Yang Qi had just woken up, his energy was depleted, and his strength was only a fraction of his peak. He felt a bit strained.

Knowing that if he continued to resist, he would be at a disadvantage, Yang Qi used his left arm to push against Doctor Sun's lower back, preventing her from using her strength. He then grabbed her arms with his right hand, locking them in front of his chest.

However, Doctor Sun didn't give up and struggled. Yang Qi, who was already on high alert, had to hold her tightly.

"Pervert, let go!" Doctor Sun's voice was filled with anger and sorrow.

"I'll let go if you listen to me first." Yang Qi didn't dare to let go immediately. He had no way to protect himself, and if Doctor Sun went crazy, he would be the one to suffer.

"Will you let go or not?" Doctor Sun asked angrily.

"No!"

"Thud~"

"Ouch~" A sharp pain shot through his foot, making Yang Qi wince.

"Again?" He had just suffered this a few days ago and didn't expect it to happen again.

"Will you let go or not?" Doctor Sun asked again.

"Not!" Yang Qi quickly lifted his right foot.

"Crack~" A cracking sound was heard, and the next moment, Doctor Sun stumbled and fell, pulling Yang Qi down with her.

"Thud~"

Fortunately, they fell onto the bed, or they might have suffered internal bleeding.

"Brother Yang, dinner is ready. Do you want someone to bring it in, or..." At that moment, Qin Lao's voice came from the door.

Yang Qi turned to see Qin Lao staring at him in shock.

"Um... Brother Yang, you two continue..." Qin Lao's face turned red, and he quickly left the room.

Continue?

Yang Qi was confused, but when he looked down and saw Doctor Sun under him, he immediately understood.

He was currently pinning Doctor Sun down, both of them half-lying on the edge of the bed. The most awkward part was that his left hand, which was pushing against her lower back, looked like he was reaching for something from behind, creating a very suggestive position.

"This misunderstanding is huge." Yang Qi smiled bitterly, now understanding why Qin Lao's face had turned red and he had left so quickly.

"What is this? So soft?" Yang Qi suddenly felt something soft and plump under his right arm.

"You bastard!"

At the same time, Doctor Sun, who was under him, shouted in anger and embarrassment.

Yang Qi wasn't a novice; hearing Doctor Sun's words, he immediately understood what his right arm had touched.

"I really didn't mean to!" Yang Qi opened his mouth, but even he knew how insincere it sounded.