Chapter 483: A Sick Visit
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 483: A Sick Visit
"How is he?"
A warrior from the Law Enforcement Hall asked the Head of the Medical Pavilion, his face etched with worry.
"Fortunately, there is no major damage. It seems his constitution is naturally robust."
Jeong Yeom, the Head of the Medical Pavilion, spoke with a nonchalant expression.
"Then why hasn't he woken up yet?"
"His meridians were slightly twisted when he suffered the internal injury... It seems the shock has left him bedridden for the moment."
"Then when will the Unit Leader be able to wake up?"
"He should be awake within a few shijin at the latest. So, do not worry."
"Is that true?"
"Of course it is. I am the Head of the Medical Pavilion. Why would I lie to you?"
Jeong Yeom let out a short, dry laugh. The sincerity of the subordinates worrying for their leader was quite touching.
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
The warriors bowed repeatedly, expressing their gratitude to Jeong Yeom.
"Goodness, it’s not like I’ve done much."
Jeong Yeom waved them off, feeling slightly embarrassed by their excessive gratitude. Aside from the diagnosis, he hadn't actually performed any treatment. The internal injury, while present, wasn't severe enough to require immediate medical intervention.
"Now, the rest of you should start heading out."
"What? Right now?"
"Stability is the top priority for a patient. Shouldn't we create the most peaceful environment possible for him?"
"But... but..."
"Your presence won't magically make him healthy. Out with you."
Jeong Yeom shooed them away with a wave of his hand. His attitude made it clear that he would brook no argument.
"Then we shall take our leave. Please, take good care of the Unit Leader."
"Please look after him!"
The two men bowed deeply once more.
"Hohoho... I understand, I understand."
Jeong Yeom let out a boisterous laugh.
Creeeeeak.
Thud.
Soon, the warriors had completely exited the clinic.
"The Unit Leader has certainly raised his subordinates well. To be respected like this..."
Jeong Yeom smiled as he looked down at the sleeping Kang Myeong. Seeing Kang Myeong so cared for by his men made the doctor feel good as well.
Tuck.
He pulled a very thick blanket over him.
"It might be cold, so keep this on for a bit."
Then, he slowly stood up and walked out of the room. Soon, only the unconscious Kang Myeong remained in the medical clinic.
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How much time had passed?
Snap.
Kang Myeong’s eyes flew open. He glanced around, taking in his surroundings. The interior of the medical clinic, neatly organized, came into view.
Smirk.
A thick smile spread across Kang Myeong’s lips. Everything was going exactly according to plan.
I never imagined Lee Ye-seol and Joo So-yang would be such good actresses.
Kang Myeong was deeply impressed. The part he had worried about most when devising the plan was their acting ability. Usually, people who don't act in their daily lives feel awkward or burst into laughter in artificial situations. Moving like a puppet while injecting emotion into a scripted scene is no easy feat.
But they had handled the task magnificently. They had engaged in a bloody battle with him, cornered Paeng Ga-ryeon, and finally stormed off in a fit of rage. With acting skills like that, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they deserved Best Actress awards.
I’ll have to give them a bone-crushing hug later as a reward.
Kang Myeong thought to himself. Once this was over, he would hold them so tight they might break. All night long.
Now that I’ve sown the seeds, I just have to wait for them to sprout.
Kang Myeong smiled. He had sown the seeds in a sunny spot, fertilized them, and even watered them. All that was left was to wait.
Kang Myeong closed his eyes. And he waited. Until the seeds he had planted began to germinate.
Swish, swish.
Suddenly, he felt a cold sensation on his forehead.
What is this?
Feeling the touch, Kang Myeong slightly cracked his eyes open. He saw someone wiping his brow.
Is it the Head of the Medical Pavilion?
Kang Myeong opened his eyes a bit wider to get a better look at the person.
Oh.
He marveled inwardly. The sprout he had been waiting for had finally appeared.
Paeng Ga-ryeon.
Seeing her, Kang Myeong felt a surge of satisfaction. It had sprouted faster than he expected.
"Mmm..."
Kang Myeong closed his eyes again. He began to toss and turn slowly, as if talking in his sleep. Once to the right, once to the left—acting as if he were in great pain.
Despite his movement, Paeng Ga-ryeon did not stop wiping the sweat from his brow. She began to wipe him with extreme gentleness and care, as if she were polishing a precious gem.
She must be really happy about beating Joo So-yang.
Sensing her inner thoughts, Kang Myeong chuckled inwardly. Her behavior was so transparent it was almost funny.
"Hnnngh..."
Kang Myeong turned his body completely away from where she was sitting.
Now, bite... bite the hook.
He waited. He waited for the prey to take the bait.
Pat.
After waiting for a while, he felt the cold sensation on his forehead again. It seemed to be a wet cloth.
She bit!
Kang Myeong cheered internally. He knew she had taken the bait.
"Mmm..."
Kang Myeong turned his body back toward her.
Squish.
A soft sensation pressed against his face. He had bumped into Paeng Ga-ryeon’s breast.
Perfect!
Feeling the sensation, Kang Myeong was ecstatic. She was moving exactly as he had anticipated.
Kang Myeong opened his mouth. He began to nuzzle and lick her tits. Startled, Paeng Ga-ryeon jumped slightly.
"Kang Myeong... you were awake."
Paeng Ga-ryeon glared at him with a flustered expression.
"Hahahaha, I'm sorry. I just felt a bit mischievous."
Kang Myeong slowly opened his eyes and laughed.
"You are truly a wicked man."
Paeng Ga-ryeon let out a soft smile. It was a reaction completely opposite to her usual self, who would have been horrified by such contact outside of a secret chamber.
This might actually work.
Kang Myeong smiled inwardly. It seemed her defense mechanisms had weakened significantly.
"Do you want my breasts that badly?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon looked at Kang Myeong with a suggestive expression.
"I want them so much. I want to suck on them until breast milk comes out."
"Unfortunately, I don't produce milk."
"I can help you until you do."
Kang Myeong let out a lewd smile and began to pour out dirty talk.
"You really are a lewd man."
Paeng Ga-ryeon didn't seem to dislike his words; instead, she spoke with a smile full of mature sensuality.
"How could I not become lewd when such a charming woman like the Hall Master is right in front of me?"
Kang Myeong spoke with a relaxed expression.
"Your tongue is especially coated in honey today. You seem much more relaxed than usual, too."
"After breaking through my limits, my vision broadened... I've found some peace of mind. And I felt like I could be a bit more honest."
"Hmm... is that so?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke with a suspicious look. Aside from when they were having intercourse, Kang Myeong was usually a boring man who spoke in a stiff, upright manner. But today, he felt different. He was relaxed, smooth, and alluring.
Enough to make her thighs grow damp.
The contrast felt jarring, but she didn't hate it. After all, this man was ultimately a hunting dog who had surrendered at her feet.
"Is it strange?"
When Paeng Ga-ryeon continued to look at him suspiciously, Kang Myeong asked curiously.
"It's not that it's strange... it's just that there's a sense of disconnect. It's like you've become a completely different person."
"I can't live as the Kang Myeong who is mired in a sense of inferiority forever."
"Did you have such feelings?"
"Of course. Even though I'm praised as the greatest rising star, there were still many mountains I had to overcome. People like Lee Ye-seol or Jang Sun-woo."
Kang Myeong nodded, confessing his inner thoughts to her.
"Have you overcome that sense of inferiority?"
"Yes. Now, instead of inferiority, I feel confidence. The confidence that I can defeat anyone."
Kang Myeong spoke as he looked at Paeng Ga-ryeon with burning eyes.
"That's wonderful."
Meeting that intense gaze, Paeng Ga-ryeon looked back at him with a dazed expression.
"Thank you for the compliment, Hall Master."
"No... we're alone right now. Call me Ga-ryeon."
She spoke, her eyes fixed on his.
"But didn't you say so yourself, Hall Master? That such titles are only allowed in the secret chamber..."
"No... thinking back, I think I was being too rigid. As long as we set up a Qi barrier, no one will know."
Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke with a bright smile.
"I'm so happy... Ga-ryeon."
"I'm glad you're happy... Kang Myeong."
Paeng Ga-ryeon replied in a voice dripping with sensuality.
"By the way, Kang Myeong... you said you wanted to taste my milk, didn't you?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke with a lewd smile.
Bounce.
She suddenly undid the front of her robe, revealing her right breast. Her large breast was laid bare for him to see.
"...Ga... Ga-ryeon... what is this..."
Kang Myeong acted surprised by her sudden action. Paeng Ga-ryeon had always been reluctant to show any skin outside of the secret chamber. Seeing her act so aggressively seemed to catch him off guard.
"Now... hurry... eat up. I don't have milk... but it's a very delicious breast, you know?"
Paeng Ga-ryeon spoke as she lifted her breast slightly.
Gulp.
Hearing those words, Kang Myeong swallowed hard. The combination of lewdness, lust, and vulgarity was incredibly arousing.
"Feed me."
Kang Myeong spoke, opening his mouth.
"My, Kang Myeong is a total baby."
Hearing his words, Paeng Ga-ryeon acted as if she had no choice and slowly brought her breast to his mouth as he lay there. She pushed her nipple right into his open mouth.
"There... the breast is in. Now... you just have to... suck as hard as you can."
Slurp, slurp.
Slurp, slurp.
As soon as she finished speaking, Kang Myeong began to suck on her breast fiercely. He was powerful and fast, like a newborn who hadn't eaten in three days sucking on its mother's teat.
"Haaah... Kang Myeong... it's too... strong..."
Soon, a moan escaped Paeng Ga-ryeon’s lips. The suction on her nipple was an overwhelming stimulus.
Slurp, slurp.
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
At her moans, Kang Myeong began to suck even more intentionally. Sometimes powerfully, sometimes quickly. He used his tongue to lick her relentlessly and even began to nibble with his teeth.
"Aaaah! Kang Myeong... it... it hurts..."
A cry of pain escaped Paeng Ga-ryeon. She felt a sharp sting in her nipple.
Slurp!
But Kang Myeong didn't care and continued his ministrations desperately.
"Aaaaaah!"
Paeng Ga-ryeon let out another pained moan. The sensation in her breast was intense.
It hurts... it hurts... aah... but it feels... so good...
However, she didn't stop him. The pleasure was rising in proportion to the pain. It was the first time she had experienced such a painful yet delightful ecstasy.
How did he learn such a technique...
She felt a flicker of doubt. This was a completely different technique from the way Kang Myeong usually sought her breasts. Usually, he sought them like a child seeking its mother, as if trying to reclaim the maternal love he had missed out on.
But the current Kang Myeong was different. He wasn't just sucking; he was toyed with her breast as he pleased, delivering a pleasure born of pain. How could she not be suspicious?
"Aaaaaaaaaah!"
Another cry of pained pleasure burst from her lips. It hurt, but it was wonderful. It was wonderful, but it hurt. She was so, so happy. She wished this foreplay would never end.
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How much time had passed?
Pop.
Kang Myeong slowly pulled his mouth away from Paeng Ga-ryeon’s luscious breast.
"How was it?"
He asked, looking at her with a playful expression.
"Haa... haa... haa... it was... very... good... Kang Myeong..."
Paeng Ga-ryeon panted heavily. Her doubts about his pleasurable technique lingered.
"I'm glad you liked it."
Kang Myeong replied with a bright smile.
"Aah... ah..."
That smile brought a sense of rapture to Paeng Ga-ryeon. His face looked incredibly handsome to her in that moment.
Thud, thud.
Thud, thud.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed from outside. And it wasn't just one person; it sounded like several. Panicked, Paeng Ga-ryeon quickly began to straighten her disheveled clothes. She couldn't be seen in this state.
Grab.
Suddenly, Kang Myeong grabbed her wrist. He pulled her straight under the thick blanket.
"Stay in here."
Kang Myeong spoke with a smile, and Paeng Ga-ryeon was pulled helplessly under the covers.