Chapter 233: Doctor 232, I Feel I

Si Tu Jin really does seem very leisurely, just like Wang Wu. Although Wang Wu himself never goes to work each day, he cannot stand seeing others not working.

Therefore, when he saw the other party in Yingdu, the capital of the State of Chu, Wang Wu's face showed no pleasant expression.

This woman is shameless, irritating, vulgar, petty, scoundrel‑like, cheap, and …

In short, she has many flaws.

There aren't many people in this world who can often make Wang Wu blush, but Si Tu Jin is one of them; although her strength isn't remarkable, her aggravating strength is truly impressive.

One can only say this world works that way: one thing subdues another. Though Wang Wu's strength far exceeds Si Tu Jin's, he still gets repeatedly irritated by her to the point of blushing.

But that doesn't matter, because Wang Wu is rather generous and takes most things lightly; after all, since he crossed over here he has been bullied and insulted almost daily.

And the degree of those insults would be unbearable for anyone else. After all, who could stand a woman forcibly shoving her unwashed, sweat‑soaked foot into one's mouth?

Yet Wang Wu can endure it, and such "magnanimity" could even be called submissive acceptance.

One can only say he has no trace of manliness at all; his masculine dignity is completely discarded.

What a disgraceful fellow; even when insulted like this he has no thought of resisting. Can such a man still be called a man? He's truly disgraceful to the core.

But there's nothing to be done; that's just how he is—so weak and incompetent, just like that…

Ugh, never mind, I won't say that.

"Hey, can you stop following me?"

After walking out of the Chu King's Palace, Wang Wu, seeing Si Tu Jin still trailing behind him, turned his head helplessly toward her and asked, "Why do you keep following me?"

"Why can't I follow you?"

"I'm about to do that thing, and you want to come with me? Stay by my side and watch?"

"Can't I?" Si Tu Jin raised an eyebrow.

"Sure, of course!," Wang Wu laughed in irritation at her reply, "Of course you can; you want to stand by me and watch, study carefully, right? What's wrong with that?"

Having said that, Wang Wu grabbed Si Tu Jin's hand and led her all the way back to his residence.

While pulling her, Si Tu Jin's palms kept sweating, but the angry Wang Wu didn't notice; his perception can be blocked at times, becoming very slow to notice, or rather, dull.

This phenomenon doesn't occur only to him; Master Yin Shenli, another master Qin Xiang, Di Yi Tian Wu, and even Sha Shou Ge sometimes experience it, even though they are top‑tier elites.

Specifically, their intellect and perception are completely mismatched with their cultivation level, almost amounting to mental retardation or low‑intelligence.

It seems to be the price of a certain cultivation technique, which can block your IQ in certain situations.

Of course, not everyone is like that; it appears to be a rather special… how to describe it, a special "label".

Only a subset of people can be marked with such a label, and although it looks like a DEBUFF, in reality it mostly yields positive effects.

It may sound a bit hard to grasp, but the reality is indeed just like that.

Indeed, it may seem like constantly hitting dead ends and falling into traps, but it's actually a positive effect.

As for why it's a positive effect, unfortunately Wang Wu isn't native to this world, nor is he a plot‑knowing spoiler, so he doesn't know.

Anyway, that's irrelevant; let's just look at hand‑in‑hand Si Tu Jin, folks.

Wang Wu always follows through on his words; when he says something in front of her, he does it right there. The other performer, of course, is the maid of the hotel where Wang Wu stays, but she is not Xiao Qian.

The female monster of Heavenly Fragrance Hall is not just her, and even she alone wouldn't be enough to handle Wang Wu.

As for the owner of Heavenly Fragrance Hall, Li Xiang, after Wang Wu "saved" Yingdu, he has no further objections to Wang Wu; not only does he let Wang Wu stay at his restaurant for free, but every day Wang Wu dines there, Li Xiang himself cooks the meals.

Li Xiang runs a restaurant, so his cooking skills are naturally reasonable, and he is one of Yingdu's top chefs.

Although it seems odd for a restaurant magnate to do this, if you consider that a super‑strong individual who can halt time at will and fly at 0.9 times the speed of light could also be a chef, then it's quite normal.

Bringing Si Tu Jin back to his own guest room, Wang Wu naturally didn't forget to greet Li Xiang on the way; although that guy made a sour face when they first met, Wang Wu actually has a pretty good impression of him.

More importantly, his cooking skill is truly high; among the people of this world, he's the best Wang Wu has seen so far.

Excluding Di Yi Tian Wu, because Di Yi Tian Wu is not a native of this world.

Even though he's already eaten meals made by Di Yi Tian Wu, Wang Wu can still give a fair assessment of others' culinary levels without comparing them to Di Yi Tian Wu.

They're not on the same tier, or rather the gap is too large, so there's no need for comparison.

After several hours, Wang Wu was in his guest room.

Indeed it was several "shi chen"—each shi chen being two hours—perhaps to irritate Si Tu Jin today, so he stayed in his guest room for three shi chen.

The soundproofing of the guest room is excellent; there's no worry about sound leaking or being overheard through walls.

After all, Heavenly Fragrance Hall is a major restaurant in West Port District; its sign hangs here, and if it performed poorly in this regard, its reputation would be ruined.

One should know that West Port District has more than just this one restaurant; tearing down a century‑old shop's sign is easy, but establishing a new sign takes a considerable amount of time.

What is it called again? Never mind what it's called.

"How's it look, does it feel good?"

Wang Wu asked Si Tu Jin, and seeing the same half‑smile on her face, Wang Wu felt a wave of irritation.

This woman is always like that, always putting on an air of carefree indifference, which makes him feel completely outmatched intellectually.

That feeling is truly unpleasant, truly infuriating, making one want to …

Ahem, never mind.

"It's… okay."

Si Tu Jin stammered in reply; the words that came out of her mouth were clearly not as nonchalant as her expression.

Such a situation is quite rare for her, because although she is still a perfect jade, she has seen this kind of thing many times.

Back when she was in He Dong Xian, she had once demanded that the county's yamen officials do something with Xi Men Pei's demon concubine, but Wang Wu blocked her.

There's a saying that it's better to die well than to live miserably, and Wang Wu knows that. However, the Can Niang at that time only showed a death‑willingness in Wang Wu's eyes, and for someone whose sole desire is death—ah, demon—Wang Wu naturally wouldn't try to persuade further.

Moreover, she and Xi Men Pei truly loved each other; after all, Xi Men Pei was willing to betray his family for that demon, and that Can Niang could give everything for Xi Men Pei.

And after Xi Men Pei's death, she lost all will to live.

Given that, Wang Wu would of course fulfill her wish, which counts as a good deed.

This incident is merely a small episode in Wang Wu's long future life, yet it left a deep impression on him, as it occurred shortly after he first arrived in this world.

Moreover, that incident left a deep impression on him.

"You don't look as calm as you act on your face," Wang Wu said mockingly, casting a sideways glance at Si Tu Jin.

If he were to look closely at Si Tu Jin now with his own eyes, he would notice that her clothes were already soaked through, especially the lower garments.

But Wang Wu didn't see it, because he has no such hobby.

Si Tu Jin said nothing, merely gazing at him silently, and after a moment of eye contact, Wang Wu awkwardly withdrew his gaze.

At that moment, however, she spoke up:

"Wha— what, you don't dare look at me?"

"What do you mean I don't dare look at you?" As soon as he said that, Wang Wu became instantly agitated, glaring at the woman before him: "Which of your eyes saw me not daring to look at you?"

"Th-then you may keep looking."

Saying that, Si Tu Jin stepped forward, intending to let Wang Wu see more clearly.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Wu recoiled a step, lifting a nearby corpse to use as a shield.

"I— I…" Si Tu Jin opened her mouth, the words stuck, unable to be spoken.

"I think, I toward you, I…"

She didn't even stutter at the most basic level; she simply stared silently at Wang Wu.

"You should put it on first," Wang Wu said after a pause, peeking out to look at her when Si Tu Jin remained silent for a long while.

"I love you."

When those words came out, Wang Wu was taken aback.

"What do you mean by that?"

It's not that he doesn't believe her; it's just that this woman constantly teases him, loves to set traps, and then laughs heartily as she watches him get humiliated.

Because of that, Wang Wu has never really trusted her.

Moreover, this woman is an actress; her acting skill is far from ordinary, for when they first met, she gave Wang Wu the impression that she always wore a mask on her face.

She wore a mask that ordinary people could never see through, and her true self, hidden beneath it for so long, could never become clear again.

Of course, if Wang Wu were in a normal state now, he would certainly be able to tell that her words were sincere.

But there's no way around it; this is the price of cultivating Earth's martial path, which in certain situations makes one extremely dull, extremely low‑intelligent, extremely…

Ugh, never mind.

"I…"

Facing Wang Wu's response, Si Tu Jin clearly didn't know what to say; a word stuck in her mouth for a long time, and she could only stare at Wang Wu rigidly, without moving a muscle.

Since she remained silent, Wang Wu naturally spoke up:

"You damn it, are you messing with me again for fun?"

"Do you think I'm easy to fool…"

"I didn't lie to you!" Si Tu Jin shouted loudly, even though the room wasn't occupied only by her and Wang Wu; the others present had already died and could not be revived.

"I don't believe it," Wang Wu said, tilting his head. "You have no credibility with me any more, you bastard, you're definitely trying to fool me again, using sweet words to cloud me, get me high, and then hurt me hard…"

"What are you doing!????"

Wang Wu shouted sharply, flipping off the bed in one motion and lunging in front of Si Tu Jin.

Although it was illogical—since Wang Wu could have stopped Si Tu Jin before she did this—he seemed to have forgotten that he was a far stronger fighter than Si Tu Jin, and he watched helplessly as she slit open her own chest.

Yes, Si Tu Jin had cut open her own chest.

In the literal sense.

"Y-you saw it, right?" Si Tu Jin stared straight at Wang Wu; beneath her exposed chest was a heart beating at a rapid pace.

"If you don't believe it, I can… I can dig out my heart and show it to you."

"I—I really didn't lie to you."

"Dammit, stop saying that! Stitch it up quickly! Stitch it!" At this point, Wang Wu no longer cared whether the woman was fooling him; he immediately pressed his hand onto Si Tu Jin's chest, and his internal Yin‑extreme true qi began to flow rapidly into her body.

It wasn't a particularly serious wound, but it did look rather intimidating; it was unclear where the woman drew her strength—well, she didn't use her hands, but a magical sword to slash her own chest.

Her body, at the Break‑Delusion realm, was like a thin sheet of paper before the sword, easily torn open, revealing a fresh red, exquisite heart beneath.

Indeed, a beautiful person looks good everywhere, even their internal organs have higher aesthetic value than most.

It's not some filter; that's truly how it is.

Although the scene was extremely gory, it also possessed a certain beauty—a strange, bloody aesthetic.

When Wang Wu's hand touched her body, Si Tu Jin's frame shivered sharply, and then her mouth corners gradually curved upward.

Wang Wu was busy treating her wound, so he didn't notice the detail, but after he finished tending Si Tu Jin's injury, he also saw it.

"Dammit, forget it," Wang Wu said, rolling his eyes as he looked at Si Tu Jin's upturned mouth. "Whether you're fooling me or not, I've already taken care of the wound."

"Thank you," Si Tu Jin smiled brightly at him, while one hand tightly grasped Wang Wu's arm that rested on her chest, preventing it from pulling away.

"But I still feel a bit weak, doctor. Could you check me again?"

(End of Chapter)