The Country Beauty 072, 072 Brother, still as alluring as ever, 072 Brother, still as alluring as ever, 072 Brother, still as alluring as ever. As Land Yun gently escorted Tie Xinlan back to her office, a crowd of students turned to watch. Land Yun, with his thick skin, simply ignored them, only noticing that Tie Xinlan’s steps were unsteady, her entire body nearly leaning on his. He grew increasingly worried, gritting his teeth and quickening their pace, hoping to reach her office as soon as possible. With one hand, he retrieved the key and opened the door. Finally, Tie Xinlan could no longer hold on, collapsing sideways onto the bed, her chest heaving rapidly, her face pale as paper, devoid of any color. Land Yun was now alarmed, rushing to say, “Teacher Tie, what’s wrong? I’ll call for someone to take you to the hospital.” As he spoke, he started to head for the door. “Land Yun…” Tie Xinlan managed to speak, lifting a finger to point at her desk. “Don’t go. There’s medicine in the drawer closest to the back wall. Just Lu Yun hurriedly opened the drawer and found it filled with various small porcelain bottles of different sizes. "Master Tie, there are so many bottles—which one do you need?" "The purple, lotus-shaped one is for internal consumption; the blue one with the bamboo motif is for topical application. Please bring me these two." Lu Yun fumbled through the bottles, finally locating the two porcelain bottles Master Tie had mentioned, and rushed to the bedside. He opened the lotus-shaped bottle and immediately smelled a delicate fragrance—knowing instantly that this medicine could not be found in any pharmacy or hospital. "Master Tie, how many pills should I give you?" "Two will be sufficient." Lu Yun poured out two red pills, held them in his palm, and then poured a cup of water. Only then did Master Tie take the unfamiliar pills and swallow them. A short while later, Master Tie’s complexion gradually brightened, and her breathing became more even, no longer as distressed as before. "Master, did you perhaps suffer an injury during your battle with Ahui?" "Seeing that Tie Xinlan was no longer in serious condition, Lu Yun finally let go of the tension in his heart, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, 'This content is the text from Chapter 072 of the rural beauty series. Tie Xinlan nodded without offering any explanation. Lu Yun glanced at the bamboo-jointed porcelain bottle in his hands and inquired curiously, 'I clearly saw you hit Ah Hui so hard that he was covered in blood, yet you yourself showed no visible injuries. How did you end up injured?' Tie Xinlan paused, then, after gazing at Lu Yun, finally spoke, 'My back was struck by the force of his punches, injuring my internal organs. There were no outward signs of injury. If I had shown visible signs of injury right then, they would have surely seized the opportunity to overpower me.' Lu Yun was left stunned—this was exactly how it played out on television! Yet Tie Xinlan had managed to endure the pain and remained steadfast until she had cleaned the canteen thoroughly, which made Lu Yun deeply admire her." "That bottle of medicine..." Iron Xinlan glanced at him, then suddenly lay flat on the bed, saying, "Lift my dress and treat the bruise on my back. Apply the medicine there." Lu Yun hummed softly, gazing at the graceful curves of her body, his heart warming with admiration. With trembling hands, he lifted her blouse, revealing a beautiful expanse of snow-white skin. Yet, to his dismay, a large patch of deep black and purple bruising—about the size of a clenched fist—was clearly visible centered on the area where her bra straps had been, standing out starkly against the surrounding smooth, pale skin. "Huh, Ahui really is no ordinary person—his punches can leave such marks! If he'd landed a solid blow, wouldn't he have crushed me completely?" "Xinlan, hold on—please bear the pain. I need to unfasten this strap first." Since that wild encounter with Lu Yun, Fei Xinlan had never felt any discomfort in facing Lu Yun, and now certainly wouldn't refuse. Her voice, slightly weak, said, "You needn't worry—I can manage." Lu Yun lifted her shirt to the level of her armpits before tremblingly unfastening the embroidered peacock-and-duck belt at her chest. The belt slipped to either side, no longer concealing the two budding flowers nestled within. Though Fei Xinlan was lying on her side, the delicate snow lilies, pressed slightly by her body, now extended beyond her form, appearing even more alluring. Knowing it wasn't the time to monopolize the springtime affection, Lu Yun opened the porcelain bottle, poured a small amount of medicine onto his hands, and gently, slowly applied it evenly over Fei Xinlan's injured back. Indeed, fate had turned things upside down—just a few days ago, it was Fei Xinlan who had been tending Lu Yun's wounds, but now, in just a few days, the roles had reversed, and it was Lu Yun who was gently soothing Fei Xinlan's back injuries. After tending to the wounds, Lu Yun arranged the porcelain bottle and sat beside Jiet Xinlan, his gaze lingering gently along the smooth, delicate curve of her back—this content being the text of Chapter 072 of "Rural Beauty." Could such fair, supple skin truly belong to a woman in her forties? Lu Yun mused, his right hand unconsciously drifting to caress the snowy skin, savoring its softness and tenderness. He couldn't help but praise, "Miss Xinlan, your skin is truly excellent—it doesn't match your age at all. In fact, it's even better than that of a young woman in her late teens or early twenties." Perhaps the medicine had stabilized her condition, and upon hearing Lu Yun's words, Jiet Xinlan couldn't help but chuckle, "You're always so smooth-tongued—seems like you've touched the backs of quite a few young women." "No, no," Lu Yun quickly defended, though the statement wasn't entirely false. Aside from Lu Xiaoying, he hadn't actually touched the skin of any other young woman. "Little rogue, don't you dare leave my clothes on—don't you fear your eyes will develop needle holes?" "Never mind. Even if my eyes truly do develop needle holes, I'll still enjoy them well before that happens." The fact that Fei Xinxian could tease him showed that her condition had greatly improved, and Lu Yun felt his spirits lift as well—now he was not only witty and fluent in his words, but also gently massaged the snow lotus that had been squeezed out in his hand. Suddenly, Fei Xinxian's body trembled slightly, cooing, "Be serious now, or I'll give you a solid palm that'll leave you in a heap." After saying this, she found the moment amusing and couldn't help but chuckle again. "Xinxian, I... I've noticed you've suddenly grown younger. Compared to your once cold, distant demeanor that kept people at arm's length, you're completely different now." "Without any reason at all, Lu Yun felt that the iron-hearted Lin Xinlan before him seemed unlike the Lin Xinlan he had known in the past. Yet he couldn't quite pinpoint exactly where the change had occurred. One thing was certain, however—Lin Xinlan's current mindset was far from that of a mature woman in her forties. "You young fool! Are you implying that I'm always old-fashioned? Don't you fear my pair of iron palms at all?" Lin Xinlan lay on the bed, laughing softly, her body rising and falling with each breath. Suddenly, Lu Yun bent down and embraced her, instinctively saying, "Miss Xinlan, I... I want to see your original appearance." As soon as he spoke, Lin Xinlan's bright, bell-like laughter stopped abruptly. It took her a while before she slowly replied, "Are you really going to see me that way?" "Yes." Lu Yun was overjoyed inside. Lin Xinlan's words confirmed his nearly frantic thoughts. ... next chapter: a full 360-degree spinning kick, (*^__^*) Village Beauty 072, 072 Brother, still as stylish as ever—updated!