Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 252: Chapter 150: Adding Insult to Injury, So Embarrassing! Chapter 252: Chapter 150: Adding Insult to Injury, So Embarrassing! Thinking of this, Gu Changsheng felt her internal injuries worsen; even if she wasn’t exceptionally beautiful, she was still above average in looks, right?

How had she fallen to the point where she was being scorned by someone just for how her sash was tied?

Catching a glimpse of Zhou Mu, who was as stunning as a beautiful jade statue in front of her, Gu Changsheng suddenly came to a realization.

When you compare goods, some have to be thrown away, and when you compare people, some seem fit to die. She wasn’t unattractive, but that depended on with whom she was compared. Next to Zhou Mu, this evildoer, she stood absolutely no chance—she was utterly outclassed.

This was indeed the most painful understanding!

Zhou Mu saw her staring into space, unblinking. He shook his head and slowly began to remove her outer garment.

Seeing that there were still clothes underneath the outer garment, Zhou Mu was momentarily astonished. His lips curved into an indulgent smile as he resignedly helped her continue to undo a stubborn knot.

“This was a spoils of war from the Miaojiang battle eight years ago, from the Miaojiang Royal Family, made from silk spat by the Snow Silkworm Emperor, which is only harvested once every five years. Designated a Miaojiang Supreme Treasure, it truly belongs to the Miaojiang Royal Family,” Zhou Mu explained patiently as he untied.

Had she been the one to untie the sash, it would surely have been as knotted and tangled as the Tears of Blood Mermaid Silk.

Lost in her thoughts, Gu Changsheng instinctively nodded her head and continued to gaze intensely at the man before her.

No matter how she looked at him, he was breathtaking from every angle, flawless and stunning…

He didn’t need makeup or Photoshop to outdo any modern male superstar in looks…

“In the future, remember not to tie dead knots; just tie a loose one, so you won’t struggle clumsily with your own clothes,” Zhou Mu said as he untied the Snow Silkworm Silk Ribbon and saw yet another layer of clothing, truly speechless this time.

This woman! She truly wrapped herself up as if to ward off wolves—layer upon layer!

He really didn’t know what she was thinking!

Helpless, Zhou Mu resignedly began another gentle struggle with the next stubborn knot.

Disrobing was an affair meant for the privacy of the marital bedchamber, but here he was, practicing early…

The last red shirt slipped off her shoulders, and there were finally no more clothes underneath. Zhou Mu let out a long sigh.

Though he prided himself on being a gentleman, he was certainly no Liu Xiahui; he couldn’t remain utterly unmoved.

With a beauty in his embrace, allowing him her aid in untangling her ribbons, this kind of bone-deep torture, despite his exceptional willpower, almost inevitably stirred his emotions…

“Zhou Mu, you are truly quite handsome…” Unaware that she was only dressed in a thin shirt, Gu Changsheng naively relayed her observations.

Zhou Mu looked at the foolish woman before him and massaged his forehead with a headache.

Under the hazy moonlight, her bright cinnabar lips still bore his mark, shimmering, inviting deep thoughts…

“My love, are you trying to lead me into temptation?” A flush of embarrassment crossed his reddened face.

Gu Changsheng suddenly came to her senses, only to see the alluring face coming closer and closer…

A faint scent of ambergris wafted to her nose, robbing her of all her breath…

The intimate atmosphere echoed around the two of them, the air seeming to heat up and stir…

With the rising temperature, the two, like drowning people, endlessly drew the nutrients needed to living from each other’s lips…

His slender fingers delved into her plain silk shirt, touching the smooth, porcelain-like skin, igniting all of Zhou Mu’s emotions in an instant, desperately seeking, his hands moving slowly upwards, enticed toward her…

The warmth of Zhou Mu’s fingertips burned away all Gu Changsheng’s rationality, making her tremble slightly as she slowly lifted her hands to encircle his lean and muscular waist…

Gu Changsheng’s response undoubtedly gave Zhou Mu unprecedented encouragement, prompting him to deepen his enthusiasm…

He could feel his heartbeat becoming erratic, his breathing irregular; this bone-deep sensation assaulted his senses and limbs.

“Mmh…” A moan spilled from Gu Changsheng’s lips, instantly, there were no boundaries to the enchanting night, losing both of them in the moment…

His warm lips traced her delicate earlobe, journeying downward over her exquisite collarbone and stopping at the disheveled clothes, unknown to them when they had become so unkempt…

The soul-dissolving touch was like bone-corroding opium.

Zhou Mu, as if having found a treasure, explored her intimately, leaving his own marks on her…

The room filled with passion, even blushing the moon outside the window…

The two of them, intertwined like necking mandarin ducks, with perfectly contoured and fitting curves, just as the temperature around them seemed about to burn everything, Zhou Mu suddenly leaped out of the bed and, with his eyes closed, grabbed the thin blanket beside him, covering Gu Changsheng with it.

Control!

The more this happened, the more he had to control himself!

Zhou Mu took a deep breath and reminded himself inwardly…

While the residual warmth lingered, Gu Changsheng stared blankly at the man standing in front of the bed with his back to her, gasping heavily, replenishing the oxygen her brain lacked.

Zhou Mu’s condition was hardly any better than Gu Changsheng’s. At some point, her plain silk garment had come undone and slipped off her shoulders as she tried to calm the erratic rise and fall of her chest. Zhou Mu hastily adjusted her robe and fled in a panic straight to the soft couch by the window, leaving only the words “Sleep!” behind.

Gu Changsheng stared blankly at the man completely covered by the quilt, speechless.

Mama mia, what had they just done?

They had almost lost control!

Hallelujah! He grabbed a thin quilt and, following Zhou Mu’s lead, Gu Changsheng also covered his head completely with it.

Wuwu…

Too ashamed to see anyone, really too ashamed…

The amorous warmth slowly dissipated, leaving the two of them cowering like turtles under their quilts, both their hearts pounding with embarrassment whenever they thought about their recent lapse.

In this eerie atmosphere, if the two who declared it was time to sleep could actually get any sleep, that would be a miracle!

As expected, hidden under the quilt, Gu Changsheng was extremely embarrassed, and couldn’t help biting his lip—a gesture that brought out a painful cry.

The next moment, Zhou Mu lifted the thin quilt, hesitated, and anxiously looked at Gu Changsheng on the bed, “What’s wrong?”

He really didn’t dare approach any further, as Gu Changsheng, to him, was undoubtedly a fatal temptation. He began to doubt his self-discipline, which he had always taken pride in, fearing he might not be able to control himself and cause her distress.

Hearing the movement, Gu Changsheng timidly lifted a corner of the quilt, pointed to his lip, and truly seemed on the verge of tears, “Wuwu… it hurts!”

Once and for all, now, with insufficient skill, both of them had added injuries to their woes…

Zhou Mu watched her worriedly, took a step forward, then hesitated and stepped back, “Should I go get Yuan Ting to have a look?”

Still reminded of the embarrassment, Gu Changsheng shook his head, rejecting the idea, “No, it’s too embarrassing! I’d rather die than let anyone see!”

“But, doesn’t it hurt a lot?” Women are naturally delicate, and a lip injury might seem minor to him, but how could she bear the pain? Zhou Mu looked at the woman hiding under the quilt with sympathy, his face heating up again as he thought about the impulsive moment just before.

“I’d rather have a bowl-sized scar on my head than show my face, I’d rather die!” he retorted, Gu Changsheng was particularly adamant.

“Then is there any medicine that can alleviate your current pain? Tell me, and I’ll fetch it for you,” Zhou Mu remained worried. Seeing her this way, he added reassuringly, “Don’t worry, I can handle all your defenses easily and make sure no one discovers it.”

“Really?” An ostrich-like Gu Changsheng was somewhat tempted. It really hurt, and if she didn’t apply some medicine, who knew how swollen it might become by tomorrow.

Of course, Zhou Mu’s condition wasn’t much better than hers. The broken skin on his lips seriously affected his good looks.

Gu Changsheng would never admit that she actually felt a bit heartbroken.

“Of course, I promise,” Zhou Mu responded, equally heartbroken and hurriedly making his promise.

“Alright, in the medicine room that I fenced off in Yuan Ting’s medicinal garden, there’s a medicine cabinet on the west wall containing medicine I’ve prepared. Bring the borneol, borax, cinnabar, and Xuanming Powder,” Gu Changsheng glanced at the darkening night outside the window, “The weather might change soon. The medicinal garden isn’t close, so go and come back quickly, and don’t get rained on.”

The season was now into deep autumn, and nighttime rain was especially chilling.

Zhou Mu nodded and turned to leave.

“Don’t let anyone see you, if they do, both of us will be too ashamed to face anyone,” Gu Changsheng, still worried, cautioned repeatedly.

Shafted, Zhou Mu’s appearance, identical to hers’, would make it apparent to any discerning person, who would just need a glance at Zhou Mu’s lips to guess hers.

Deeply anxious… What should I do tomorrow? What can be done?

An infinitely mournful Gu Changsheng clung to her head and buried herself in the quilt once more, the problem truly too distressing!

The night outside the window suddenly brightened a lot, and Gu Changsheng heard the babble of raindrops, prompting her to scramble to the window.

Damn it, her jinx had really brought the rain!

Yuan Ting’s medicinal garden, not close to the Dark Camp’s mountain stronghold, was hidden in a valley behind the mountain. The mountain path was already difficult to navigate, let alone in a rainy night!

Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but slap her forehead—she blamed herself! If not for her, Zhou Mu wouldn’t have ventured out in the rain to fetch the medicine!

Watching the rain grow heavier outside the window, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but worry. Zhou Mu, anxious to get medicine for her, seemed to have gone out in just a thin robe…

“Come back quickly, come back quickly…” she muttered restlessly by the window, feeling somewhat like a nervous spouse waiting for her husband to return home.

A while later, as Gu Changsheng felt each second stretch into an eternity, just when she was about to despair, Zhou Mu entered, drenched, and upon seeing her standing at the window, frowned, “It’s cold; why are you barefoot?”

Grabbing the package from his hands, Gu Changsheng pushed Zhou Mu toward the Clean Room, “Quickly wash up, don’t catch a cold. I’ll go prepare the medicine.”

Seeing her so concerned, Zhou Mu caressed her cheek, then turned and entered the Clean Room.

The perfect remedy for their lip injuries was Ice Boron Powder. With all the ingredients prepared, Gu Changsheng quickly mixed up the medicine she needed in the right proportions, applied it with a cotton swab, and by the time Zhou Mu was tidied up, she came out too.

Gu Changsheng hurriedly handed him the medicine bottle, pursing her lips to signal.