Zhu Zhuqing's Drop of Blood

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Gu Ye, who held a strange little knife in one hand and a small bottle labeled "serum" in the other, her delicate brows drawing together.

Especially now that Gu Ye was wearing a white lab coat, the sight of him holding a knife and a bottle gave her an inexplicable, strange feeling.

"Are you planning to treat me with that knife?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"A knife? This isn't an ordinary knife. It's a knife for treating illnesses—a surgical scalpel."

"I've only heard of knives used to kill people. I've never heard of anyone using one to treat illness."

"Is that so? Then you'll get to see how a knife can treat illness."

The moment Gu Ye finished speaking, a purple soul ring lit up around him. Immediately afterward, the surgical scalpel in his hand emitted a burst of white light that spread toward Zhu Zhuqing.

The instant the white light arrived, Zhu Zhuqing instinctively became wary. But when she discovered that it passed through her body without causing her the slightest harm, she looked at the purple soul ring around Gu Ye and gradually relaxed.

Because at that moment, she suddenly felt unusually relaxed and comfortable.

"What is this?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at the translucent space before her, which carried a faint white glow, and gazed at Gu Ye in confusion.

"As the patient, you only need to obediently accept my treatment."

Gu Ye did not answer Zhu Zhuqing's question. With a flick of his surgical scalpel, that white translucent space shrank to the size of the blade and attached itself to it.

Then, before Zhu Zhuqing could react, Gu Ye gave a light slash. Her black skin-tight leather outfit was cut open, exposing the pale skin of her thigh to his eyes.

Yet Gu Ye did not linger over the alluring sight of Zhu Zhuqing's leg. Instead, he rapidly moved the surgical scalpel in his hand.

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing was utterly stunned as she watched Gu Ye's lightning-fast movements and the state of her own leg.

The flesh and blood on Zhu Zhuqing's leg were clearly separated, and her meridians were plainly visible. Yet Zhu Zhuqing herself felt not the slightest pain. Instead, when Gu Ye's hand brushed over her thigh, she felt warm and comfortable. It was as though Gu Ye were stroking along her meridians, gentle and soothing.

For a moment, Zhu Zhuqing forgot to resist Gu Ye because of that pleasant sensation and willingly accepted his treatment.

Gu Ye's treatment was swift. The damaged meridians in Zhu Zhuqing's leg were quickly healed, followed by the injury beneath her chest.

"Lie on the bed."

There was a commanding tone to his words, carrying a hint of authority. For some reason, Zhu Zhuqing obediently lay down.

As she lay there, her enticing figure was fully displayed before Gu Ye's eyes.

However, Gu Ye did not pause. He skillfully cut open the clothing beneath Zhu Zhuqing's chest.

Then he caught sight of the two dazzling curves before Zhu Zhuqing's chest. But as a proper physician, Gu Ye did not stare. Instead, he continued treating the hidden injuries around her waist.

Just as before, the surgical scalpel passed through her flesh, separating it and revealing her meridians with perfect clarity. Gu Ye gently stroked downward, and in only a short while, every hidden injury throughout Zhu Zhuqing's body had completely healed.

The treatment took very little time from beginning to end, only one or two minutes, yet its effects left Zhu Zhuqing utterly shocked.

She did not care that Gu Ye had seen certain parts of her body, because she could feel that every hidden injury within her had now been completely healed, healed at the root.

Thinking back to Gu Ye's treatment process and that terrifying ability that could separate her flesh and reveal her meridians so clearly, she stared blankly at the handsome man before her.

Yet Gu Ye did not spare Zhu Zhuqing another glance, because he was savoring the exhilarating sensation of his strength increasing, along with the joy of receiving 100 Surgery Points.

But what made Gu Ye happiest was that the Surgery Points he earned from a single treatment had finally exceeded one hundred.

Whenever he thought about how treating those young married women over the past three months had earned him only five Surgery Points, while one full treatment for Zhu Zhuqing had given him over a hundred, Gu Ye truly wanted to keep Zhu Zhuqing around and treat her once every day.

Coming back to himself, Gu Ye let out a long breath, glanced at the bottle labeled "serum" in his hand, and then looked at Zhu Zhuqing. "All right, your injuries are healed. Now you can pay the treatment fee."

"I don't have any money." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Gu Ye somewhat awkwardly. "I lost my money while fighting someone a few days ago."

"It's fine. My treatment is different from other physicians'. I don't take money. Mm, I only need your most precious drop of blood." Holding the bottle labeled "serum," Gu Ye looked at Zhu Zhuqing with faint excitement.

"My most precious drop of blood?" Zhu Zhuqing frowned at Gu Ye, as though confirming whether she had heard him correctly.

"Yes, your most precious drop of blood." Gu Ye nodded in confirmation.

"Shameless!"

Zhu Zhuqing was not some innocent girl who knew nothing.

For a young maiden, the most precious drop of blood was undoubtedly her virgin's blood.

Because Gu Ye had treated her and healed her hidden injuries, Zhu Zhuqing had held a very favorable impression of him. But upon hearing his words, a trace of anger appeared in her eyes.

She, Zhu Zhuqing, was not a casual woman. He wanted her virgin's blood after just one treatment? Gu Ye was dreaming.

"How is asking for a drop of your blood shameless?"

Zhu Zhuqing snorted. "I've never seen a man like you, who speaks so shamelessly with such righteousness."

Zhu Zhuqing's angry appearance nearly made Gu Ye laugh in exasperation. Had she misunderstood something? He only wanted a drop of blood from within Zhu Zhuqing's martial soul. How was that shameless?

That was right—martial souls also possessed blood.

Of course, it was not blood in the ordinary sense. It was Martial Soul Blood extracted by Gu Ye through his surgical scalpel martial soul with the system's assistance, also known as Martial Soul Origin Energy.

"Give up on that idea. Once I have money, I'll pay your treatment fee." Seeing that Gu Ye had not given up on wanting that drop of blood from her, Zhu Zhuqing rose and turned to leave.

"Stop. Did you misunderstand something?"

Gu Ye's words made Zhu Zhuqing pause.

"All I want is a drop of blood from your martial soul, not your virgin's blood. You must have misunderstood."

"You mean you weren't asking for my virgin... blood?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Gu Ye, her cheeks reddening slightly.

"You're still so young, yet you're dreaming big. Do you think I'm that interested in your body?" Gu Ye snapped irritably.

He, Gu Ye, harbored lofty ambitions and carried on Cao Wei's legacy. His heart already belonged to someone else.

As for Zhu Zhuqing... Gu Ye gave her tempting figure a once-over, especially that astonishingly full chest, then clicked his tongue and shook his head.

Zhu Zhuqing had initially felt a little proud when she saw Gu Ye looking at her chest, but when she noticed the look of disdain on his face, she somehow felt as though he had insulted her.

She gave a cold snort, folded her arms, and sat down on the bed. "What is Martial Soul Blood?"

After confirming that she had misunderstood him, Zhu Zhuqing became somewhat curious about this Martial Soul Blood Gu Ye had mentioned.