Seeing Su Yiyi standing dazed, Master Bai said anxiously, "If Third Miss can't do it, don't push yourself. I'll think of another way to invite a renowned physician to treat His Highness."
But just as he said this, Su Yiyi suddenly bolted forward and declared, "Alright, alright! How could a woman ever say no? If you dare call someone else, I'll be mad at you!"
"…"
Was it even possible for someone to change this much just from getting injured? Her face was still the same, but her tone and demeanor were completely different. The former Third Miss was ugly and always carried a heavy air of inferiority, but the young woman standing before him now had bright eyes, delicate brows, and an energy that made her seem truly alive—like she had a soul again.
He had to admit, the Third Miss seemed to be living a far better life now than before.
Su Yiyi, of course, didn't care what Master Bai was thinking. Her attention was already locked onto the handsome man soaking in the water.
What? She wasn't trying to take advantage of anyone! She was still a pure maiden, okay? Would someone like her really do something so indecent? As the old saying goes: saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda. She had always followed the noble path of doing good deeds anonymously. How could anyone doubt her motives?
Before Master Bai could react, Su Yiyi had already made her way to the edge of the pool. Without a word, she reached her hand straight into the water—and the spot she was aiming for was...
"Miss 333333, y-y-you… where are you touching?" Master Bai stammered in shock, nearly choking on his own words.
To his surprise, the young lady grabbed Nangong Huang's wrist, placed it gently on her lap, and began checking his pulse with utter seriousness.
She turned to glance mischievously at the flustered Master Bai and asked sweetly, "Tell me, Master Bai, what did you think I was trying to touch? Oh my, how naughty of you—were you imagining something inappropriate?"
As expected, the handsome older man blushed furiously and averted his gaze with a guilty conscience. "I-I was just worried that the water in the medicinal pool was too hot and might hurt Third Miss's hands. Nothing else, I swear!"
"Really now?"
"Haha… haha… I-I'll go prepare a change of clothes for His Highness. Thank you, Third Miss!"
And with that, Master Bai practically fled the room, humiliated beyond belief. He had never been this embarrassed before. Wait—he had completely forgotten to ask the Third Miss where she had learned her medical skills. He had no idea she was capable of such things.
"Old Bai, your face is bright red." The Left Guardian, passing by, gave Master Bai a strange look, his eyes filled with suspicion. Master Bai stiffened and muttered coldly, "It's hot."
The Guardian's first instinct was: something's definitely wrong with Old Bai. But then he recalled that scary shoulder-throw earlier and wisely chose to stay silent.
"You're just going to leave like that and let that crazy girl stay alone in the same room with the Young Master? Aren't you afraid she'll eat him alive?"
The white-robed man nearby gave a disdainful smile, as if to say: How filthy is your mind? "The Third Miss is a noble young lady. She would never do something so indecent. Don't go around slandering good people."
With that self-righteous expression, he conveniently forgot how he had just misunderstood her a moment ago.
If Su Yiyi, who was currently very busy being distracted, knew that Master Bai trusted her this much, she would definitely feel guilty enough to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
I mean, come on—if someone didn't have impure thoughts while standing in front of a man this beautiful, wouldn't that be abnormal?
But… the beautiful man's condition wasn't looking good. His skin was cold as snow, yet his pulse was erratic and pounding violently. Even more alarming was the torrent of warm energy surging through his meridians—something Su Yiyi had never seen before. Was this the internal force that people from ancient times talked about?
Because of the fierce clash between this warm current and the cold poison in his body, the beauty was now unconscious. Su Yiyi also noticed that many of Nangong Huang's vital acupoints had been sealed. That gave the cold poison the upper hand, causing frost to form between his brows.
The most urgent thing now was to locate and unblock those critical acupoints, stabilizing the balance of the two forces before slowly expelling the cold energy from his body.
Taking a deep breath, Su Yiyi reached toward Nangong Huang's neck. It should have been a completely normal action… but under her own trembling gaze, it felt unbelievably suggestive.
W-What? Who said she was nervous?
Wasn't she calm? Totally composed? Don't misunderstand and think she wanted to touch his face or anything! She had to go inch by inch to find the problem, alright?
She wasn't some charlatan who could divine the answer by counting her fingers. She was a real doctor, with professional ethics. She would never take advantage of a patient in his unconscious state!
But…
This beautiful man had always looked at her like he wanted to kill her. When else would she ever get the chance to handle him like a fragile porcelain doll?
Opportunities like this didn't come often. And besides, she was here to heal him, right? So maybe… maybe she deserved a little bonus?
In the steamy mist of the pool, his thick lashes were blurred but still enchanting. His crystalline face glowed faintly pink beneath the steam. And right now, to Su Yiyi, his tightly closed lips held a magic too irresistible to ignore—almost like they were begging to be kissed.
So no, Su Yiyi didn't hold back. She slowly leaned in. The room was filled with the faint scent of medicinal herbs, mingling with the unique masculine scent of the man—it was intoxicating. The girl had completely forgotten what she was doing, inching ever closer to that flawless cheek…
When suddenly, a pair of starry, clear eyes shot open.
Nangong Huang never expected the first thing he'd see upon waking… was the enormous pig-head face of Su Yiyi creeping toward him!
It was her! Damn it, what was she trying to do?!
A voice oozing with danger echoed from the water, "If you move even one more step forward, believe me—I'll chop off that pig head of yours."
"…"
That voice pulled Su Yiyi's soul right back into her body. She jerked up and met his icy glare—the kind reserved for catching a thief red-handed.
After three seconds of silence, Su Yiyi's mouth twitched. The beauty couldn't move anyway, she thought. What was there to be afraid of? Maybe she could still—
Her body, however, betrayed her and acted like a complete coward.
"Haha! There was a fly on your face, Your Highness. I was trying to blow it away—whoosh!"
…The flattery was shameless.
Who said she was scared? That was just improvisation!
"You think I'd believe that?" Nangong Huang narrowed his eyes dangerously. But to his surprise, he found that… he couldn't summon any strength at all.
Come to think of it, he had been ambushed earlier by an assassin from the Fire Clan. They'd struck his vital point. If not for his protective armor, he might've lost all his power.
He looked down at his bare body in the water, then glared suspiciously at the shady woman before him. Just as he was about to lash out, Su Yiyi raised both hands above her head, her expression innocent.
"It wasn't me! You were unconscious after the attack, and it was the Left Guardian who pulled me in and begged me to heal you!"
Left Guardian? That guy actually let this happen?
"If the beauty doesn't like it, you can always switch to someone else. I mean, a man and woman alone in one room—it wouldn't look good for my reputation if word got out."
At this point, Su Yiyi completely forgot the indecent thing she had just tried to do and instantly morphed into the perfect virtuous noble lady, acting as if her honor was worth more than life itself.
Nangong Huang's brow twitched. He wasn't worried about his title as the Demon King being tarnished. What he was worried about… was his own reputation!