"It's too cold outside, can I stay in the tent with you for a while?" Zhen Bingyu spoke warmly with a smile.
Faced with such a request from a beautiful woman, Keith and his companion naturally couldn't refuse.
Especially Keith, his eyes greedily fixated on Zhen Bingyu's plump bosom, as if his soul had been entranced.
Su Fan felt a headache coming on because he had plans to initiate actions with Ning Zhengde later in the night.
He had fully suppressed his aura and wasn't afraid of Zhen Bingyu detecting that he was a Martial Artist.
However, Zhen Bingyu was also a peak expert in the Gang Qi Realm. With her presence in the tent, he couldn't carry out his plans with Ning Zhengde.
If he couldn't act with Ning Zhengde, then Ning Zhengde making a move alone wouldn't achieve anything.
The key to this plan was to rescue Ning Tianhe and enable him to display the strength of a Gang Qi Realm Martial Artist.
If they couldn't achieve that, they clearly wouldn't be able to break through the encirclent.
But he couldn't just tell Zhen Bingyu to leave.
If he asked her to leave, Zhen Bingyu and her companions would definitely beco suspicious of him.
Feeling helpless, Su Fan could only remain silent.
Once Keith and his companion agreed, Zhen Bingyu found a place to sit down in the tent.
Su Fan had intended to ditate, but Zhen Bingyu frowned slightly and looked at him, saying, "Are you the ship's doctor?"
Su Fan hadn't expected Zhen Bingyu's sense of sll to be so keen, able to pick up the scent of dicine on him under these conditions.
Su Fan often dealt with Chinese dicine and dicinal concoctions, and their scent had perated his flesh.
No matter how much he bathed, he couldn't completely mask these scents in a short ti.
Upon Zhen Bingyu's inquiry, Su Fan replied, "I initially wanted to apply as the ship's doctor, but there was no need for one onboard, so I beca an ordinary sailor."
Hearing this, Zhen Bingyu grew interested and asked, "So your dical skills are pretty good?"
Su Fan replied nonchalantly, "Just so-so."
Undeterred, Zhen Bingyu continued questioning, "You sll of Chinese dicine. Are you a Chinese dicine practitioner?"
Su Fan nodded, "Yes, but my dical skills are rather ordinary."
He didn't want to showcase his dical abilities; he just hoped Zhen Bingyu wouldn't focus too much on him.
However, Zhen Bingyu imdiately extended her fair wrist to Su Fan.
"Then could you check if I'm healthy?"
Rembering Ning Zhengde's warning, Su Fan dared not casually touch this woman.
Neither he nor Ning Zhengde had any injuries.
Even if Zhen Bingyu had issues, he wouldn't fall for them.
Moreover, he himself was a top Divine Doctor.
His curiosity piqued, Su Fan wondered what could have happened to Zhen Bingyu that would lead to such terrifying consequences after intimacy.
He quickly started feeling Zhen Bingyu's pulse and discovered her constitution bore so eerie similarities to his own.
The difference was, his blood could nourish himself and heal others.
Zhen Bingyu's blood, on the other hand, possessed a peculiar destructive power.
It was dangerous both to herself and others.
Having carefully examined Zhen Bingyu's pulse, Su Fan exhaled in relief.
Anyone who got involved with Zhen Bingyu would essentially be dood.
But he was different; his blood could neutralize the harmful effects of Zhen Bingyu's blood.
Moreover, if Zhen Bingyu let him treat her for a while, her condition could greatly improve, and she might even advance to the Gang Qi Realm.
However, this benefit would be more for Zhen Bingyu than for himself.
Su Fan wasn't one to make such a losing trade.
Not only would he not make such a losing trade, he was even considering whether to kill Zhen Bingyu now!
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