"Li Feng, it's time to take your medicine."
Wang Qian carried a bowl of Chinese medicine into Li Feng's guest bedroom, her pretty face still flushed with redness. Li Feng coughed, feeling a sense of déjà vu.
Li Feng took the medicine bowl and quickly gulped down the herbal concoction. This prescription was primarily restorative. Although it wouldn't cure him instantly, it would allow him to regain some primordial energy in a short time so he wouldn't be so weak that he couldn't even walk.
"Li Feng."
Wang Qian lowered her head, somewhat shy and uncertain where to begin. Li Feng set down the medicine bowl and looked at her blushing face.
Although he didn't want to, after all that had happened, as a man, he couldn't just pull up his pants and deny acknowledgment.
Li Feng reached out and took Wang Qian's hand, and she naturally sat on his lap, eliciting an immediate gasp.
"Li Feng, no, your body...!"
