Under these circumstances, there was no time to care about gender differences; saving her was the priority.
Su Yang hurriedly ran forward.
Although his Medical God skill was in its cooldown period, the skill was not as simple as just kissing someone to heal them.
After acquiring this skill, he had gained a profound understanding of medicine, especially traditional Chinese medicine.
Upon getting closer, Su Yang could tell at a glance that Shen Yixue had genuinely fainted, and he could roughly guess the reason.
It was likely because Shen Yixue had soaked in hot water for too long, causing physical exhaustion. Pan Ning had experienced this before too.
However, this situation varied from person to person. For those with slightly weaker constitutions, soaking in a hot bath for too long would accelerate blood circulation, leading to an insufficient blood supply to the brain.
Furthermore, with the bathroom door and windows closed, the steam from the bathwater quickly filled the entire room, making it easy to cause hypoxia in such a confined space.
Then, Shen Yixue might have stood up too quickly. All these factors combined led to her fainting.
Su Yang crouched beside Pan Ning, observed for two seconds, and then quickly took Shen Yixue from her, scooping her up into his arms. Let's go to the living room.
The two walked briskly to the living room. Su Yang laid Shen Yixue flat on the sofa and then reached out to check her pulse.
After pressing for two seconds, Su Yang let out a sigh of relief. Phew, she is fine. It is just insufficient blood supply to the brain from soaking too long. She should be fine after resting for a bit.
Seeing this, Pan Ning asked in confusion, You know Chinese medicine too?
Uh... just a little. Right, where is the bath towel? It is drafty in the living room, so cover her up quickly, or her body temperature will drop fast, Su Yang turned and said.
It is still in the bathroom. I will go get it. Pan Ning got up to fetch the towel.
Just as she left, Shen Yixue suddenly let out a soft moan, frowned, and opened her eyes.
At this moment, Su Yang was sitting beside her, watching her. Their eyes instantly met.
However, Su Yang's attention was completely off her body. Seeing Shen Yixue wake up, he immediately asked, Yixue, you are awake? How do you feel?
Ouch. Shen Yixue was still a bit dizzy having just woken up, and she had no idea what was going on.
She reached out, tapped her head, and frowned. Eh? Su Yang? Why are you here?
What do you mean why am I here? You just fainted.
Fainted... oh, oh, I remember now. After I stood up, my mind went blank, my vision went black, and I didn't know anything else. Ouch, my hand hurts.
Your hand hurts? Oh, you probably fell on your hand when you fainted. You didn't hit your head, did you?
I don't know either.
Does it hurt?
No, Shen Yixue said, shaking her head.
Then you didn't hit your head. That is lucky.
As they were talking, Pan Ning walked over briskly with a bath towel. She is awake?
She is awake, nothing serious, Su Yang replied.
Hearing Pan Ning's voice, Shen Yixue looked up.
Seeing Pan Ning approaching with a white bath towel in hand, she suddenly thought of something and immediately looked down at herself.
With this glance, her whole body trembled violently, and Su Yang happened to look at her at the same time.
The two locked eyes once more. An indescribable expression instantly appeared on Shen Yixue's face, and she sprang up rapidly.
This process was very fast, taking only about a second.
What followed was Shen Yixue's scream.
Ahhh! Su Yang, stop looking, turn around!!!
Oh, oh, okay... Su Yang hurriedly turned his head and ran to the balcony to temporarily avoid the brunt of her embarrassment.
Pan Ning quickly came to Shen Yixue's side and wrapped her in the bath towel.
Stop howling!
I-I-I... You-you-you... At this moment, not only Shen Yixue's face but her entire body was flushed red. With an expression as if she wanted to cry but had no tears, she sat on the sofa curled up pitifully.
What is with all this you-you-you and I-I-I?
I... Wuwuwu, he saw everything! He saw everything!!
Pan Ning rolled her eyes at Shen Yixue and said indifferently, You fainted just now, you know? It was an emergency, saving you was the priority. Who had the time to look at you closely?
But... Ahhh, I feel so bad! It is too shameful!!
It is no big deal, as long as you are okay.
But how am I supposed to face Su Yang now?
Just face him normally. You were lying on the ground like a lump of mud, and I couldn't carry you, so I had to ask him for help. Besides, he was in a hurry to carry you out for some fresh air. He didn't have time to look at you, so stop overthinking.
Kukuku... Shen Yixue made some strange noises as she hugged Pan Ning and wailed.
......
More than ten minutes later, under Pan Ning's patient comfort, she barely managed to return to normal.
Su Yang smoked a cigarette on the balcony. By now, the rain outside had stopped.
The evening breeze after the rain brought bursts of fresh fragrance, a mix of soil and rainwater.
Su Yang stood on the balcony, enjoying the brief coolness.
At this time, Pan Ning's shout came from the living room: Why are you still outside? Hurry up and come in.
What is wrong?
We are hungry.
Oh, right, we haven't eaten yet.
Su Yang said as he walked into the living room. Although Shen Yixue had recovered, she couldn't stop her imagination from running wild whenever she thought of the scene just now.
Seeing Su Yang now made her feel so awkward that she wished she could find a hole to hide in.
Su Yang, on the other hand, didn't really mind, because he genuinely hadn't paid much attention to anything just now.
He smiled, walked to the sofa, and said, Yixue, stop thinking about it. I was forced by the circumstances earlier. If you fainted, I definitely had to save you. In that kind of situation, who would care if you were wearing clothes or not.
Ah, stop talking about it. I had already stopped thinking about it.
Alright, alright, I won't say it. Let's make some food. Do you guys still want to eat grilled fish?
Yes!! I really want to eat it. I feel like I could eat a whole cow right now, Shen Yixue replied, swallowing her saliva.
We can eat it, but if we are having grilled fish, you will probably have to wait a bit longer. That thing needs to be grilled slowly.
It is fine. As long as I can eat delicious food, I don't mind waiting however long. I need to eat some protein to replenish my energy.
Alright then, you guys hurry up and blow-dry your hair first. I will go prepare it.
Okay, but I still have to go rinse off. I fainted just now and haven't even washed my hair yet.
Sure, but don't faint again.
I won't!!
Shen Yixue said this and went to the bathroom to take a shower, while Pan Ning sat on the sofa to blow-dry her hair.
Su Yang went into the kitchen, took out a sea bass weighing about four pounds from the refrigerator, and started preparing it.
His movements were quick, and it didn't take long for him to clean the fish thoroughly.
After preparing the fish, he took out various seasonings to make the sauce.
Then, he sliced the fish down the middle, laid it flat, and placed it in the prepared secret sauce to marinate.
After finishing this, Su Yang took out the various vegetables needed for the grilled fish, such as potatoes, broccoli, and carrots, washed them, and chopped them up for later use.
Finally, he returned to the living room, unpacked the newly bought barbecue grill, and carried it out to the balcony.
Watching Su Yang bustling back and forth, Shen Yixue, who had already finished showering and blow-drying her hair, tilted her head and said, Pan Pan, let's not just sit around. Let's go help out together.
Okay.
The two put on their slippers and stood up. Su Yang happened to look over, and the sight of their four long, slender legs dazzled him so much he could barely keep his eyes open.
Shen Yixue was only two centimeters shorter than Pan Ning, a difference that was barely noticeable when they were wearing shoes.
Wrapped in that short bath towel, her long legs were truly eye-catching.
Moreover, her legs were noticeably fuller than Pan Ning's, but not overly chubby—they were simply perfect.
Su Yang couldn't help but take a few extra glances. Although he had seen Shen Yixue in a bikini back in Lucheng, a bikini and a bath towel gave off completely different vibes. Plus, she hadn't been quite as curvy back then as she was now.
Of course, the main reason was that there had simply been too many beautiful women around at the time, making it impossible to take them all in...
The two women walked over to the edge of the terrace, and Su Yang smiled, asking, "What are you guys up to?"
"Helping out~"
"I'm pretty much done here. There's nothing I need help with, just wait for the food."
"At least find something for us to do."
"There really isn't anything for you to do. I'm about to start grilling the fish. Do you know how to do that?"
Shen Yixue shook her head.
"There you go. Go take a seat."
"Then I'll just watch how you do it."
"That works. Oh, right, I just thought of something you guys could actually do."
"What is it?"
"Go wash the clothes and pants that got wet earlier and hang them up to dry. Otherwise, we'll have to walk around wrapped in bath towels again tomorrow."

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!