Mesmerizing Ghost Doctor

Song Yiping wanted to ask more questions, but after seeing Master Ling cover Madam Ling up, he hesitated and ultimately chose not to speak. However, he determined in his heart that since there was a chance to restore Ah Ling's white hair back to black, he must gather those spirit herbs!

Feng Jiu slept soundly due to the effects of the alcohol and didn't wake up until nearly noon the next day. When she woke up and found herself leaning in Xuanyuan Mo Ze's arms, she was startled and asked, "Did you just sit there motionless all night?"

When Xuanyuan Mo Ze noticed she was awake, he said, "I did doze off for a bit." His arm had gone numb after being in the same posture all night.

Feng Jiu moved aside and put his arm on her lap. "Sitting still for a whole night must have disrupted your circulation. Let me massage it for you!" As she talked, she pressed and kneaded his arm gently with her fingers. 

She felt that the muscles in his arm were stiff, and as she massaged them, they gradually loosened. She asked, "Does it feel any better?"

Xuanyuan Mo Ze's feelings were as sweet as honey. Although his bearded face showed no smile, his eyes revealed both a soft smile and tenderness. "Mm, much better."

"You can't do this again," she warned, adding, "If you don't move for a long time, the blood won't circulate, and it won't be good for your arm in the long run."

"Mm, " he simply agreed, his dark eyes becoming gentler as they met hers, exuding tenderness that could drown someone in it.

Song Yiping and Ye Ling, who were already awake, looked at the couple and could feel the deep love they had for each other. Without sweet words or grand gestures, their relationship seemed as simple and normal as that of a long-married couple. A look or a gesture was enough for them to know what the other was thinking.

Both were incredibly powerful people, yet they valued affection so much. It piqued their curiosity.

After taking some water out of the space and freshening up a bit, Xuanyuan Mo Ze stood by the cave entrance, looking out, while Feng Jiu turned to Song Yiping and Ye Ling.

"We're about to leave; do you need us to give you a ride?"

Song Yiping helped Ye Ling up, covering her completely with a cloak, and said, "We'd appreciate it, Master Ling and Madam Ling. I want to take Ah Ling somewhere safe to recover her health."

"That's easy," Feng Jiu said with a smile, leading them to the top of the mountain.

Ye Ling was lying on Song Yiping's back and was amazed by what she saw. She had almost been burned to death here before, but now she was fine. If her clan knew this, they would certainly find this hard to believe!

"I'll take you to the Yu family! You also know the patriarch. If you take Ye Ling there to recuperate, it would be convenient for you to collect the herbs," Feng Jiu suggested. Just as she was about to activate the teleportation array to send them off, she faintly heard a noise coming from the mountain.

As she looked in that direction, her divine sense swept through and her eyes shifted slightly. 

"Madam Ling, what's the matter?"