Chapter 1474: With a sudden crash, the door was abruptly pushed open, and Shiyu rushed in like a gentle breeze. Seeing Lu Yun and Feiyan lying on the bed, Shiyu blushed deeply. Immediately after hearing Feiyan's piercing, sharp cry, Shiyu couldn't help but feel an irresistible urge to slip inside and find out what was going on—something no one had anticipated. Without any warning, she burst in. Yet, the scene she encountered upon entering was vastly different from what she had expected. Shiyu had assumed that Feiyan's loud cry meant Lu Yun had already succeeded in what he was trying to do. But upon entering, she found that wasn't the case at all. The way Lu Yun and Feiyan were positioned suggested they had barely begun. This impression stemmed entirely from the clearly awkward and mismatched postures of the two. Moreover, drawing on her own experience of having shared intimate moments with Lu Yun, Shiyu was certain that Lu Yun had not yet managed to fully satisfy Feiyan. Awkward! Po Yu felt extremely embarrassed to have barged in so abruptly. Even more awkward were Lu Yun and Fei Yan lying on the bed. Lu Yun was doing better—after all, he had already shared physical intimacy with Po Yu. Though a bit uncomfortable, he hadn’t yet turned as crimson as a blush. Fei Yan, however, was completely different. This was the first time she had ever exposed herself so openly in front of others. As soon as Po Yu entered the room, she immediately snapped out of the comfortable, blissful state of anticipation that had been building up, ready to call out for days on end. Her first instinct was to reach for the blanket beside her. But since Lu Yun was still half lying on top of her, and the bedsheet was partly pressed down by his legs, she simply couldn’t manage to pull it up. In a moment of sheer panic, she somehow found the strength to push Lu Yun firmly with both hands. Poor Lu Yun hadn't quite figured out what was happening yet when, with no chance to defend himself, he was suddenly pushed off the bed by Fei Yan, who was still shy and delicate. "Whoa! Oh my goodness, it hurts so much!" Lu Yun had certainly been unlucky—pushed just right, he landed face-first on the ground. While the landing itself wasn't too bad, what really frustrated him was that his long, sturdy spear, which had always stood like a pillar, remained rigid and upright, pointing straight toward the ceiling. Now, with that sharp end of the spear pressing directly into the ground, the consequences were truly dire. Lying on the floor, Lu Yun was drenched in cold sweat, his spear now in close contact with the ground, sending waves of intense pain through his body that radiated out to every nerve. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" he cried out, howling like a wounded beast. Shi Yu was utterly stunned, watching Lu Yun lying on the floor, writhing and moaning in agony, her hands and feet at a loss, completely paralyzed with shock. As for the flying swan on the bed, her situation wasn't much better. Though the sheet and blanket had covered her fair, alluring body, she immediately realized she had caused a mess upon hearing Lu Yun's piercing cries. Fortunately, compared to Shi Yu, Fei Yan reacted promptly. She didn't care whether Shi Yu would see every inch of her body, and swiftly removed the sheet from her, leaping off the bed and kneeling beside Lu Yun, who was sweating profusely from pain. With a choked voice, she asked, "Lu Yun, what's wrong? It's all my fault. I shouldn't have pushed you off the bed. It's all my fault. Please don't get hurt, please! Wuuuu..." As she spoke, Fei Yan began to weep, deeply moved and heartbroken, yet unsure of how to ease Lu Yun's suffering. At that moment, Xiao Ying and the others, who had been waiting outside, rushed in all at once, their expressions filled with surprise and concern. Upon seeing the scene inside, they all gasped in amazement and hurried to Lu Yun's side, anxiously inquiring about what had happened. Fei Yan cried out and quickly recounted what had just happened. At once, Xiao Ying's expression grew serious, though now was not the time to settle accounts with Shi Yu—what mattered most right now was to assess exactly where Lu Yun had been injured. "Lu Yun, can you get up now?" Xiao Ying asked gently, her tone soft yet full of urgency. Seeing Lu Yun lying on the ground, his body trembling, the girls grew even more anxious. Dan Dan, though young, had already decided in her heart that Lu Yun would be her lifelong partner. Watching him suffer and feeling helpless, her eyes filled with tears as she choked, proposing, "Sister, let's get a doctor over as soon as possible. If we delay any further, something might go wrong with Yun-guo." Her words awakened the others, who had been hesitating. Shiyu, who had been especially uncertain, stepped forward and said, "I'll go find a doctor." Without waiting for any response from the others, she dashed out. "Come back!" Lu Yun shouted suddenly, before Shiyu had even reached the convenience store. Shiyu paused mid-stride, hesitated, and gently entered the inner room, whispering, "Lu Yun, are you all right? If things don't go well, please don't force yourself to stay strong." Lu Yun half-kneeling, his hand pressed against his member, looked in pain and said, "Nothing serious, I'll be fine in a while—just help me get onto the bed." Immediately, the ladies rushed to lift him onto the bed. "Hm? There's a hole in the floor here?" As Lu Yun was just lying down, Shi Yu, standing behind them, suddenly exclaimed in surprise. "A hole in the floor? That's not unusual at all, Shi Yu. I must say, if you weren't so impetuous, Lu Yun wouldn't have ended up like this..." At this point, Xiao Ying paused, her gaze fixed on Lu Yun, who still held his head high, a mix of bashfulness and unspoken astonishment on her face. And there, Lu Yun had already lifted his member from the object. Xiao Ying could now clearly see the majestic dragon, its head held high and proud. However, as Shi Yu spoke, Xiao Ying noticed a surprising issue: although Lu Yun's member still held its proud head, there were now some red brick dust particles visible just below the egg-shaped dragon's head, at the level of a single finger's width. At first, Xiao Ying had thought these were the first drops of Fei Yan's blood that had adhered to Lu Yun's member after their intimacy. But upon closer inspection, she realized this was not the case at all. Good heavens! Could it be that Lu Yun's member had actually poked a hole right through the brick floor? At that moment, the other women also noticed the unusual appearance on Lu Yun's member and understood why he was so painfully uncomfortable. Without a word, they all turned to look back at the ground behind them. Upon taking a close look, he was immediately stunned—the depressions in the ground were about the size of Lu Yun's dragon's head.