Ultimate Village Doctor

Chapter Six Hundred Fifty-Six Rakshasa Lady knew Long Xiaoshan was not so kind-hearted. He was indeed planning to heal her only to then dominate her. But could she refuse? She looked at her own face, something she dreamed of returning to its original state. Now that this unique opportunity lay before her, how could she willingly let it go? Moreover, she felt that Long Xiaoshan was so vile that even if she gave up, she would never escape from the palm of his hand. After all, he was a Grandmaster. If he wanted her, there was no way she could resist. Rakshasa Lady had already tried it; suicide had been impossible, as was killing him. Rakshasa Lady's expression changed repeatedly until finally she looked at Long Xiaoshan and said, "Fine, as long as you fix my face, I can serve you. But even if you get my body, don't expect to win my heart." Long Xiaoshan's smile was incredibly loathsome as he circled around Rakshasa Lady's fiery body, "All I want is your body. What use is the heart? Can it be eaten?" Rakshasa Lady's face was ashen. Her chest heaved with violent anger. She had never seen someone so shameless. A Grandmaster Stronghold, yet so detestably shameless, a complete and utter scoundrel. It seemed that character really wasn't linked to strength. Even among Grandmasters, there were degenerates. Rakshasa Lady clenched her teeth in secret resolve, thinking it was just like being bitten by a mosquito—what was so dreadful about that? She didn't want to talk to Long Xiaoshan anymore, she quickly said, "Alright, you can start the treatment." Long Xiaoshan picked up Rakshasa Lady and placed her back on the bed in the bedroom. He took out a knife and asked, "Are you afraid of pain?" Rakshasa Lady frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?" "If I want to fully restore your face, I have to cut off those damaged, scarred, uneven areas and cover them with medicine to regrow the skin to return to the original state," Long Xiaoshan explained. Rakshasa Lady glanced at the knife in Long Xiaoshan's hand and said indifferently, "I am not afraid. Go ahead." Long Xiaoshan looked at Rakshasa Lady with respect. This chick was indeed a top assassin; cruel to others and also to herself. He took out some medicinal herbs and began to mix them together. There was a beauty therapy for scar removal in that nameless pharmacopoeia, and with his current skills, he soon made a facial mask-like beauty remedy. Long Xiaoshan approached Rakshasa Lady with the knife and announced, "I'm starting now." Rakshasa Lady glanced at the knife in Long Xiaoshan's hand and closed her eyes, nodding swiftly. In an instant, Long Xiaoshan's hand blurred into an afterimage that streaked across Rakshasa Lady's face. With a flash of chill light, some raised scars on her face were sliced off. Moments later, Rakshasa Lady's face was covered in blood. She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and didn't move or make a sound. Long Xiaoshan's hands were fast. In about a minute, he had dealt with the scars and then used the Water Purifying Technique to wash away the blood from Rakshasa Lady's face before applying the medicinal facial mask to it. Once the remedy touched her skin, its hemostatic and pain-relieving effects took hold instantly, making Rakshasa Lady's face feel cool and soothing, the previously intense pain gone. Long Xiaoshan said, "It's done. You'll need to change this mask once a day, and in three days, you'll be almost entirely back to your original appearance." Rakshasa Lady opened her eyes, lifting her finger to lightly touch her face, feeling the cool texture of the mask. She didn't know yet how effective it would be, but Long Xiaoshan was a genuine Grandmaster Level practitioner, even if a despicable lecher, so she had no doubt he could heal her face. The thought that her face could return to normal in three days filled her with a sliver of anticipation. "Over the next three days, avoid getting your face wet and don't eat greasy or spicy foods..." Long Xiaoshan instructed her with a few more prohibitions, then walked out of the room. After a while, Hua Die slipped in to find Rakshasa Lady standing there. She immediately came up with a sympathetic look, supporting her, "Sister Rakshasa, why are you up? The master must have been particularly harsh just now; I heard everything. He really should have spared you, especially since it was your first time. How could he be so cruel to you? You should be resting instead of coming out. Quickly go back to bed. You know, the master is incredibly wicked; he's like a bull, never satisfied; he might even come for you tonight." Rakshasa Lady's face turned red with embarrassment, she quickly said, "No, no, he didn't do that kind of thing to me. You misunderstand, he was treating my..." Hua Die interrupted her, speaking with pity, "I understand, I get it, Sister Rakshasa. I'm sorry for before; you sought my help, and I didn't aid you, but he is my master, and I can't go against him, so you had to suffer. I'm to blame, yet what can we do with such a terrible master? It's a wonder there haven't been incidents. Blocking him once won't stop him a second time, and you'll eventually end up in his clutches. Better a short pain than a long one, and besides... I've heard that it's only painful the first time. After getting used to it, it's no longer unpleasant, perhaps even... enjoyable... I'm not saying that about myself, I haven't done such things with the master, but he has two other handmaidens, who aren't here now. When I've seen them with the master, they seem to really enjoy doing such things, so... don't be too afraid. Maybe you'll even like it eventually..." What on earth is all this? Rakshasa Lady looked at Hua Die with an expression of speechlessness. Was this really the Saintess of the Bai Witch Sect, who were said to be exceptionally pure? Why was she so dirty, more like a witch... no, a filth witch, to be precise? The rumors were certainly unreliable. Or perhaps Long Xiaoshan was particularly vile and had corrupted the pure little white flower of a Saintess. She definitely didn't want to be so tainted. She was determined not to let this sleazy man corrupt her. Determination shone on Rakshasa Lady's face.