After returning to the hospital, Xu Ruizhi sat at his desk and fell into silence. He recalled how the two men had addressed Li Wenshi as "Young Miss," and how calm her expression had been—clearly, she was accustomed to their respect. This meant Li Wenshi's background was anything but ordinary; she was likely the daughter of a prominent family. But no matter how hard he thought, Xu Ruizhi couldn't figure out why such a family would send their daughter to teach in a relatively remote town like this.
After all, although Nanrong County was considered prosperous, it was nowhere near the level of bustling cities like Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, or Shenzhen.
Unable to make sense of it after much thought, Xu Ruizhi shook his head, picked up his pen, and resumed reviewing his lessons.
…
"Creak—"
About ten minutes later, the door opened, and in walked Yang Zhurou.
Carrying a lunchbox, Yang Zhurou walked over to Xu Ruizhi, set it down beside him, and looked at him gently. "Eat something," she said. "I noticed you haven't had much of an appetite these past few days. Have some food to replenish your energy. I bought chicken soup and braised pork ribs."
"Mom, you really do care about me."
Xu Ruizhi grinned, then opened the lunchbox, picked up a spoon, and scooped out a bowl of chicken soup to drink. He really hadn't been eating much lately, and seeing the food Yang Zhurou had brought instantly boosted his appetite and lifted his mood a little.
Seeing Xu Ruizhi's actions, Yang Zhurou smiled helplessly and said, "I told you to go home and stay at Aunt Li's for a few days, but you refused. You really are a handful, child."
After saying that, she took a tissue, sat down beside Xu Ruizhi, and wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth.
Hearing his mother's words, Xu Ruizhi looked up with a grin and said, "If I go stay at Aunt Li's, with your habit of getting restless after just one day without seeing me, wouldn't you be worried sick? Right, my son-obsessed mom? Hehe!"
At Xu Ruizhi's teasing, Yang Zhurou's face flushed with embarrassment. She shot him a glare and said coquettishly, "Fine, I'll call your Uncle Zhou later to come pick you up and take you home. Let me see how I fare after a day without seeing you. I've made up my mind—I have to break this habit, or else you'll have a hard time finding a wife in the future."
Hearing his mother's words, Xu Ruizhi's heart skipped a beat. He quickly put down his spoon, grabbed Yang Zhurou's hand, and said, "Mom, don't be ridiculous. I'm only 16, still a kid. Marriage is the last thing on my mind right now. Besides, I love being with you. If I don't see you for a day, I'd probably miss you too!"
Xu Ruizhi could have kicked himself. Why did he have to bring that up? He was just digging his own grave.
After all, his mother had no defenses against him. If he wanted to take advantage of the situation, she wouldn't be able to resist.
Like the other night...
If his mother really broke this habit, wouldn't it make things harder for him? It would be like going from a perfect start to a nightmare.
No way!
Absolutely not!
He'd rather die than go back!
"Mom..." At this point, Xu Ruizhi resorted to his ultimate weapon—acting cute. He shook his mother's hand, but Yang Zhurou helplessly pushed his increasingly close face away with her other hand and said in exasperation, "You! You're getting more and more out of hand!"
Seeing the change in Xu Ruizhi's expression, Yang Zhurou couldn't possibly miss what he was thinking. She sighed inwardly. To be honest, she adored her son, but... ah.
Without another word, Yang Zhurou went to sit on the adjacent hospital bed and started scrolling through her phone.
Seeing that his mother didn't bring up moving back home again, Xu Ruizhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he felt a sense of urgency. It seemed his mother was really determined to change. He had to act fast—strike while the iron was hot. Tonight, he'd make his move, and once it was done, there'd be no turning back.
After finishing his meal, Xu Ruizhi went back to studying. Yang Zhurou sat on the bed, scrolling through videos. Under the light, her profile was exquisite. Xu Ruizhi stole several glances, noticing how flawless her skin was—so delicate it seemed as if it could break at a touch, like a baby's. Her two long, snow-white legs were crossed, the flesh on her thighs plump and incredibly alluring. The peaks of her chest stood tall and firm, like two majestic mountains reaching for the clouds, enough to make anyone's mouth water.
After a few glances, Xu Ruizhi averted his gaze and focused on his studies.
Song Lianwei was still lying unconscious in the hospital bed, but her breathing was steady now, as if she had mostly recovered. Only her face remained pale, looking weak and fragile.
...
It was now half past nine. Xu Ruizhi put down the book in his hands and looked out the window, where night had fallen, pitch black. He turned his head to glance at his mother and found her completely absorbed in staring at her phone screen, looking utterly engrossed.
Suddenly, a strong urge to urinate hit him. Xu Ruizhi immediately stood up and rushed toward the bathroom.
He pulled down his pants, revealing that massive thing. Despite Xu Ruizhi's average build, that part of him was astonishingly large—fourteen centimeters when soft and twenty-three centimeters when hard. This made Xu Ruizhi feel proud.
Looking at his own member, he muttered to himself, "Today, I'll let you have a taste of something new."
To be honest, what Li Wenshi had seen that afternoon wasn't its fully erect state—at most, it was just slightly hardened. For it to become completely hard, Xu Ruizhi had to be mentally willing. Of course, this referred to his mindset, not something he could consciously control.
After pulling up his pants, Xu Ruizhi washed his hands and left the bathroom. As he returned to the door of the hospital room and was about to step inside, he suddenly heard Yang Zhurou's phone playing a news segment from inside.
"Recently, a top-scoring college entrance examinee, a freshman at Huaqing University named Xiao Fei, jumped to his death. After learning of this, his mother, Ms. Huang, also took her own life by drinking poison. What exactly happened here? Let's delve deeper into the story."
"According to informed sources, Ms. Huang's husband died unexpectedly in a dispute over gambling when Xiao Fei was still young. Xiao Fei grew up living with his mother, and their life was one of hardship. For over a decade, Ms. Huang worked tirelessly to ensure Xiao Fei could focus on his studies. Xiao Fei was also very sensible, excelling academically from a young age and consistently ranking at the top of his class."
"Perhaps it was a twist of fate, but Xiao Fei fell in love with his own mother starting from middle school. During the college entrance exam period, Xiao Fei finally confessed his feelings to Ms. Huang. Pressured by the timing of the exams, Ms. Huang reluctantly gave a vague agreement. After Xiao Fei entered Huaqing University as a top-scoring student, Ms. Huang, not wanting to affect his future, chose to flee. She left Xiao Fei a letter, saying she had found someone suitable and asking him not to worry about her. Unexpectedly, upon receiving this news, Xiao Fei was thunderstruck. Unable to bear the blow, he chose to jump from a building. Ms. Huang, who had fled to another city, was devastated upon learning of Xiao Fei's death, filled with regret and remorse. Ultimately, in her state of mental collapse, she also chose to end her life by drinking poison…"
After hearing the news, Xu Ruizhi was momentarily stunned, then a faint smile curled at the corner of his lips. His plan was almost succeeding!
This sudden news report had instantly played into Xu Ruizhi's hands. He knew his mother well—her weakness was him. He was fully aware that as long as something threatened his safety, his mother would stop at nothing to protect him.
Overindulgence was the deadliest flaw—and also Xu Ruizhi's greatest advantage!
With these thoughts, Xu Ruizhi walked into the hospital room with a relaxed expression. Seeing his mother sitting by the bed, lost in thought as she watched the news, he pretended to look concerned and asked, "Mom, what are you watching?"
Startled by her son's voice, Yang Zhurou snapped back to reality and turned off her phone. She glanced at her son, steadied herself, and replied, "I was just watching the news."
Xu Ruizhi smiled at the words but didn't expose anything, changing the subject instead. "Has Sister Sitong come today?"
"She came earlier and took care of Lianwei for the whole day. She left at five in the afternoon, saying she had some work matters to handle. She mentioned that Lianwei usually handles these things, and she just helps out with errands. Since Lianwei is hospitalized, she's taking care of them for now."
After saying this, Yang Zhurong quietly let out a sigh of relief and glanced at her son. Seeing that he didn't seem to notice anything, she finally relaxed.
Xu Ruizhi noticed his mother's subtle movements and almost laughed. Did she really think I'd try to kill myself over unrequited love?
I'm not like that Xiao Fei, who could just jump off a building so easily. Most single mothers tend to spoil their sons to some extent. Even if their sons do something outrageous, they'll still cover for them—including incest!
"Mom, let's sleep. I'm tired too."
After saying this, Xu Ruizhi turned and lay down on the hospital bed, waving to his mother.
Yang Zhurong hesitated for a moment before saying, "You go ahead and sleep. I'll look at my phone for a bit and join you later."
Xu Ruizhi frowned slightly but didn't refuse. After all, he had already made up his mind. Once his mother fell asleep, he would take the opportunity to pin her down and practice dual cultivation.
Taking off his pants and shirt, Xu Ruizhi slipped under the covers, closed his eyes, and calmed his mind. He began silently reciting the mental techniques from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon, gradually entering a state of emptiness in preparation for dual cultivation.
Since this was his first time practicing, he couldn't be interrupted. Otherwise, he could easily go astray in his cultivation. In the best-case scenario, he wouldn't be able to cultivate for three years; in the worst-case scenario, his meridians would be destroyed, leaving him a cripple. Therefore, from the start of the cultivation, he had to complete it in one go. He also needed to engage in intercourse with a virgin or a woman who hadn't had sex for over a decade to absorb her primordial yin energy and achieve the best results.
Dual cultivation was entirely unfamiliar to Xu Ruizhi. He needed to slowly familiarize himself with it to get into the right state. However, he could multitask, observing all the changes around him.
Yang Zhurong listened to her son's gradually steady breathing, knowing he had fallen asleep. She sighed softly, thinking about the news earlier. She didn't know what to do. What if her only son also chose to end his life? What meaning would there be in living then?
"Sigh…" The sigh seemed to say nothing, yet it seemed to say everything. As for what she was truly thinking at that moment, perhaps only she knew.
Perhaps this was the outcome she had always secretly hoped for.
After finishing her thoughts, Yang Zhurong got up and walked over to Song Lianwei's hospital bed. She glanced at Song Lianwei lying there and gently lifted the covers.
Xu Ruizhi, in the midst of his cultivation, was startled when his mother lifted Aunt Song's covers. Aunt Song's delicate body was exposed to the air, her proud, snow-white peaks almost bursting out, the deep valley between them appearing even more enticing. Two large cherries glowed with an alluring hue under the dim light.
Xu Ruizhi couldn't help but compare Aunt Song's breasts with her mother's. Although Aunt Song's breasts were slightly smaller than her mother's, the difference was minimal—they were still undeniably large. From the outside, it was impossible to tell whose were bigger. Both nipples were large and firm, causing Xu Ruizhi's body to heat up as she swallowed hard, reminded of the scene from the night before.
Continuing her gaze downward, Xu Ruizhi was mesmerized by Aunt Song's slender waist and long, shapely legs. Her fair, tender thighs glowed with a faint pink hue under the light.
Looking further, she saw her mother's hand reaching toward Aunt Song's lower body, where she was wearing a diaper. It seemed her mother was about to change it.
Yang Zhurou gently turned Song Lianwei over, removed the diaper, and revealed Aunt Song's plump, ample buttocks.
At this sight, Xu Ruizhi's heart raced, her mind went blank, and the flesh between her legs hardened like iron, as if demanding to devour Aunt Song.
Aunt Song's full buttocks made Xu Ruizhi's breathing quicken, nearly pushing her over the edge. But she restrained her impulses, reciting mantras and focusing on the cultivation techniques from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon.
Suddenly, Xu Ruizhi felt the flesh between her legs grow intensely hot, as if engulfed in flames. She gritted her teeth, knowing this was a critical moment in her cultivation. She couldn't afford to stop now, or the consequences would be dire.
"How does this girl take care of herself? Her skin is so smooth, like touching a baby's," Yang Zhurou remarked after wiping Song Lianwei clean, unable to resist giving her plump buttocks a gentle stroke.
She then placed a fresh diaper under Song Lianwei and carefully turned her over again.
In that moment, Xu Ruizhi caught a full glimpse of Song Lianwei's naked body.
Below, Song Lianwei had a dense patch of pubic hair, though not entirely bare. The delicate pink bud and the deep valley between her legs were still alluring. The surrounding hair was neat and tidy, not messy or unkempt, suggesting Aunt Song took great care of herself.
Xu Ruizhi felt a surge of excitement at the sight.
So beautiful! she couldn't help but think to herself.
After helping Song Lianwei into the fresh diaper, Yang Zhurou covered her with the blanket, concealing her enchanting figure once more.
Xu Ruizhi let out a sigh of relief as her heartbeat gradually steadied, and she resumed her cultivation.
Yang Zhurou gazed at Song Lianwei, her thoughts a whirl of emotions. After a moment, she shook her head and turned to leave, heading back to her own hospital bed to rest.
Suddenly, a pained groan echoed through the room.
The sound tugged at Yang Zhurou's heart, making her stop in her tracks. She turned to see Song Lianwei's eyes open, her face contorted in pain.
Panicked, Yang Zhurou rushed to the bedside and asked anxiously, "Lianwei, you're awake! How are you feeling? Are you in pain anywhere?"
Song Lianwei, seeing Yang Zhurou's concerned expression, forced herself to endure the intense pain and shook her head with great difficulty, appearing weak and unable to speak.
"Lianwei, are you feeling unwell somewhere? I'll go call a doctor!" Yang Zhurou said, immediately standing up and heading toward the door.
Xu Ruizhi noticed that Song Lianwei had regained consciousness and felt a surge of joy in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation couldn't be interrupted, he would have rushed over to check on Aunt Song right away. However, this was the most critical moment of his cultivation, and he dared not let his focus waver!
At that moment, Yang Zhurou had already led the doctor into the room. The doctor was a middle-aged woman in her fifties. Seeing that Song Lianwei had woken up, she immediately stepped forward to examine her and then said, "The patient has just regained consciousness and is recovering well. There's no serious issue, but we can't be sure if there will be any lasting effects. Judging by the patient's condition, there likely won't be any. Also, since the patient has just woken up, she is very weak and unable to speak. So, I suggest she stay in the hospital for observation for a while. Once her body recovers, she can be discharged to rest at home."
"Alright, thank you, Doctor. I appreciate your help," Yang Zhurou said gratefully.
The doctor smiled and replied, "It's my duty." She then turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Yang Zhurou walked over to Song Lianwei's bedside and sat down. Holding Song Lianwei's cold hand, she looked at her with deep concern and said, "Lianwei, why were you so foolish? Was it worth it to think of taking sleeping pills and committing suicide over a playboy?"
"I..." Song Lianwei tried to speak but found she couldn't make a sound.
Seeing this, Yang Zhurou immediately said, "Don't worry. The doctor said it's fine. Your body is still very weak right now. Once you recover, you'll be able to speak again."
Yang Zhurou continued, "I know you've been suppressing yourself all along, trying to do everything perfectly to numb your heart."
She paused briefly before adding, "I also know that you never really liked that playboy."
Xu Ruizhi, who was meditating nearby, was taken aback by these words. If Aunt Song didn't like that rich kid, why did she date him in the first place? And why would she attempt suicide for him?
As Xu Ruizhi pondered this, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Just then, Yang Zhurou suddenly burst out angrily, "It's all that old Taoist priest's fault!"
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