Bang!
The warehouse door was swung open.
Doctor Zhao and Zhu Hong paused their frenzy and together focused their gaze on the doorway.
"Xiao, Xiaowen, why are you here? Go back, I'm treating your Sister Zhu Hong."
Doctor Zhao tried to cajole, his breath still heavy, yet unwilling to part from the woman beneath him.
"Tienan, you're breaking your promise!"
"Didn't you agree to give me the Yang Qi you've saved for over twenty years? Why are you reneging today?"
Sun Xiaowen, face flushed, stepped inside and locked the warehouse door behind her.
"I..."
Doctor Zhao was momentarily at a loss for words, unsure of what new lie could fool the naive and innocent girl before him.
"Yang Qi, saved for over twenty years?"
Zhu Hong also looked at Doctor Zhao in shock, gradually seeming to comprehend something.
"I don't care, I'm also very ill. Although Sister Zhu Hong treats me well, you must share half of the Yang Qi with me."
