Wang Yan practiced until midnight and had just fallen asleep at dawn. The soft Simmons mattress was immeasurably softer than the wooden bed in the mountains, and after Wang Yan fell asleep, he drifted deeply into dreamland.
It wasn't until Beiming Xue screamed that Wang Yan was startled awake from his dream.
But Beiming Xue's scream was too sharp, too piercing. Even if fierce tigers roared in his ear, Wang Yan would not have been so shocked.
Wang Yan leapt from the bed, his muscles taut, his eyes like lightning, immediately looking in the direction the sound came from.
However, Wang Yan saw at a glance Beiming Xue with a flushed face, mouth agape, staring intently at his unclothed body!
Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, his body landed on the ground, standing in front of Beiming Xue.
At this moment, Wang Yan was still not fully awake from the earlier shock, and Beiming Xue hadn't emerged from her embarrassment. The two stood face to face, one clad in a white gauze dress, the other stark naked.
They stood there in a stupor for a long time before suddenly coming to their senses. Beiming Xue exclaimed "Ah!" and hurriedly turned around, covering her eyes with her hands, and yelled, "Why are you sleeping without clothes on?"
"I always sleep this way!" Wang Yan hurriedly explained.
"Put something on quickly!" Hearing Wang Yan still standing behind her, Beiming Xue was unbelievably embarrassed.
Wang Yan suddenly realized, he quickly did a backflip onto the bed, grabbed the quilt to cover himself, pulled his clothes into the quilt, and began dressing hastily.
Beiming Xue heard the rustling sound of clothes being put on behind her, her heart pounded uncontrollably, her face burning hot, even her little earlobes had turned red.
"Oh my God, oh my God, what did I just see? I saw everything."
"But, his body is so well-built, those muscles are so developed, he must be very strong!"
"Ah, Beiming Xue, you are so shameless, you're still thinking about him being strong!"
"By the way, there seemed to be a tattoo on his back, could he be a delinquent?"
Beiming Xue stood there, her mind in turmoil, lost in thought, when suddenly she heard a voice behind her: "Alright."
Beiming Xue, in her reverie, was startled by the sudden voice and quickly turned around to find Wang Yan somehow standing behind her.
As Beiming Xue turned, she bumped into Wang Yan, and a rush of masculine scent hit her nose.
Beiming Xue, already dizzy and blushing, now so close to Wang Yan, felt her head buzz, as if she had been transported into another dimension.
In this dimension, there was nothing but Wang Yan alone.
Beiming Xue's heart raced faster, her face grew hotter, and she suddenly remembered Wang Yan's "naughty" big hand saving her on the mountain yesterday, the strange itch when he sucked the poison with his mouth, and that muscular, lean body just now...
Beiming Xue's face burned hotter, her breathing grew heavier, her body slightly swayed, her eyes hazy, as she unconsciously lifted herself on tiptoe, leaning toward Wang Yan's face.
And Wang Yan stood there, mesmerized by Beiming Xue's enchanting appearance, her gentle fragrance wafting over, heating his entire being.
"What kind of poison is this? So powerful? Why, after thoroughly studying the Poison Scripture, did I not discover such a potent and undetectable poison?"
Wang Yan, although convinced he was poisoned, found himself increasingly entranced as Beiming Xue drew nearer, particularly as her rosy little lips came closer to his, causing him to have a dry mouth and feel compelled to lean forward to meet those enticing lips.
At that moment, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, followed by a loud shout: "Where's Wang Yan? Get down here now!"
This unexpected voice startled both Wang Yan and Beiming Xue, snapping them back to their senses. They glanced at each other and hurriedly exclaimed "Oh no!" as they each stepped back.
However, both their faces were flushed, neither daring to meet the other's eye.
Then, footsteps approached, and someone stormed into the room angrily.
It was none other than the Lone Wolf.
Lone Wolf, upon seeing Beiming Xue, was at first taken aback, but then turned an angry gaze to Wang Yan, saying, "This is your doing, Elder Beiming is dying!"
Wang Yan, upon seeing the Lone Wolf, immediately regained his icy composure and said, "Impossible!"
Lone Wolf replied, "How is it impossible? If you don't believe me, come down and see for yourself."
Wang Yan, Beiming Xue, and Lone Wolf went downstairs and entered the ward to find Beiming Bufan, Xiahou Que, and Dr. Smith standing by the bedside, looking grave. As soon as they saw Wang Yan, their eyes were filled with anger.
Dr. Smith said triumphantly, "I told you that Chinese medicine is unreliable. Now Elder Beiming's breathing is getting weaker, and we can't find the cause. It seems he's not going to make it because of this kid."
Xiahou Que immediately shouted in agreement, "I knew this kid was unreliable. If Elder Beiming dies, we must hold this kid responsible!"
Beiming Bufan also asked Wang Yan coldly, "What's going on here?"
Wang Yan glanced at Elder Beiming in bed, whose breathing was indeed getting weaker, and showed a hint of surprise on his face. He said, "The old man was supposed to wake up this morning. Given the current situation, I need to conduct another examination. Once it's done, I'll give you an answer."
With that, Wang Yan moved toward the bed.
Lone Wolf immediately blocked Wang Yan's path, saying coldly, "You can't get near the old man. I'm afraid you'll harm him further."
Wang Yan didn't stop, continuing to walk forward as he coldly said, "Get out of the way!"
Lone Wolf sneered inwardly, waiting for this moment, the moment Wang Yan would provoke him.
Once Wang Yan collided with him, he would have a reason to make a move. At that time, killing Wang Yan would conveniently put all the blame for Elder Beiming's death on him.
Just then, Wang Yan glanced and suddenly noticed a bouquet of flowers in the corner and immediately asked, "Who brought these flowers?"
A servant nearby immediately responded, "They were placed here early this morning, but we don't know who brought them."
Wang Yan immediately asked, "Wasn't it after these flowers arrived that the old man became like this?"
Xiahou Que immediately scoffed, "Don't make baseless accusations. It's you who ruined the old man, and now you're blaming a bunch of flowers!"
At this moment, Elder Beiming's breathing on the bed grew weaker, seemingly about to stop.
Wang Yan hurriedly said, "Quick, throw these flowers out."
Although there were many servants in the room, not one listened to Wang Yan. Only Beiming Xue, who trusted Wang Yan the most, saw his urgency and rushed toward the bouquet.
Xiahou Que, with the intention to mess with Wang Yan, immediately spread his arms to block Beiming Xue, saying, "Xue'er, don't listen to that wild kid's nonsense."
Seeing Beiming Xue blocked, Wang Yan quickly dashed toward the bouquet.
Lone Wolf snorted coldly, and his body also blurred, blocking Wang Yan's path.
Seeing Lone Wolf blocking him, Wang Yan's body swayed as he tried to slip past Lone Wolf's side.
Seeing this, Xiahou Que laughed coldly. Lone Wolf had extraordinary skills and was the head bodyguard of the Beiming Family. Back when Lone Wolf had just joined the Beiming Family, the dozens of retired special forces bodyguards looked down on him, only to have Lone Wolf defeat more than a dozen of them, establishing his prestige and making the bodyguards dutifully obedient. This incident caused a sensation throughout Wanghai City at the time.
Not even the retired special forces were a match for Lone Wolf, let alone the mere Wang Yan.
However, in the next moment, Xiahou Que was stunned because he saw that although Lone Wolf blocked Wang Yan, Wang Yan's body somehow swayed, and in the blink of an eye, he slipped past Lone Wolf's side. Lone Wolf didn't just fail to block him; he didn't even touch him.
Lone Wolf was extremely confident; not just to block Wang Yan, but even to knock him down, it would only take one finger.
Who would have thought Wang Yan would actually skim past right in front of him?
Lone Wolf's face flushed red, furious, and he roared, turned, and lunged at Wang Yan, raising his fist to smash at him.
By this time, Wang Yan had already reached the corner and grabbed the flowers, not seeming to anticipate Lone Wolf would ambush him from behind.
Lone Wolf, enraged, hated Wang Yan extremely, put all his force behind the punch aimed fiercely at Wang Yan's back.
Seeing this, Beiming Xue exclaimed, "Brother Wang Yan, watch out!"
Xiahou Que's face showed wild joy; Lone Wolf's punch could fell a giant tree, and now hitting Wang Yan, the consequences could be imagined.
A "bang" was heard, and a figure holding the flowers flew backward, crashed through the door, and landed outside the room.
Upon seeing the figure fly out, Xiahou Que rejoiced greatly, bursting into laughter, but the next moment, his smile froze on his face because he saw that the person holding the flowers and crashing outside was not Wang Yan, but an equally bewildered Lone Wolf.