Chapter 47: Impotent in Bed, Recovered Out of Bed

Sudden impotence!

The moment Yang Xun heard this, he froze on the spot.

His mouth hung slightly open. He blinked, staring blankly at Murong Wei as if he had just heard some alien language.

’Any man who sleeps with her becomes impotent?’

’What... what does that even mean?’

Yang Xun’s mind raced, trying to comprehend the meaning behind Murong Wei’s words, but the more he thought about it, the more bizarre it seemed.

He had seen all sorts of difficult and complicated illnesses, and the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture documented countless rare cases. But something like "becoming impotent just by sleeping with a certain woman"—he hadn’t just never seen it, he’d never even heard of it.

Murong Wei wasn’t surprised to see Yang Xun’s dumbfounded expression.

When she first discovered this years ago, her own reaction had been the same: disbelief and a sense that it was utterly absurd.

"I know you find this incredible." Murong Wei gave a bitter smile, gathered her thoughts, and began to explain slowly, "My husband... normally, his body is perfectly fine. All his check-ups come back with no issues, and his... function is completely normal."

"But..."

Her voice dropped noticeably at this point, an unnatural blush creeping onto her cheeks. "Every time we get into bed and start... getting intimate... anywhere from a few minutes to ten or so minutes later, he just suddenly... suddenly goes soft."

Murong Wei bit her lower lip and continued, "And it’s not just going soft. It’s complete impotence. No matter what we do to stimulate him, there’s no reaction at all. It’s like... it’s like that function of his is just switched off in an instant."

Yang Xun’s brow furrowed. "And after that?" he asked in a low voice.

"What happens after is the most ridiculous part." Murong Wei took a deep breath. "As soon as he gets out of bed and is away from me for a little while—sometimes a few minutes, sometimes up to half an hour—his body returns to normal on its own, as if nothing ever happened."

"But as soon as he gets back into bed with me... the exact same thing happens again. Exactly the same, without a single exception."

BOOM!!

Her words struck Yang Xun’s heart like a series of heavy hammer blows.

His eyes widened as he stared at Murong Wei in utter disbelief.

’Impotent in bed, but fine once he gets out?’

’This is just too bizarre!’

"Sister Wei, are... are you sure?" Yang Xun’s voice trembled slightly.

"Why would I lie to you about this?" Murong Wei shook her head with a bitter smile, her eyes welling up. Her tone was filled with helplessness and sorrow. "It’s been like this every single time for all our years of marriage. Do you think I wanted to do IVF? If I could get pregnant normally, who would want to go through that kind of suffering?"

"Three failed IVF attempts, and each one was a hellish ordeal. The ovulation injections, the egg retrieval, the implantation... My body has been put through the wringer..."

At this, Murong Wei’s eyes turned completely red. She turned her head away, not wanting Yang Xun to see her vulnerability.

Yang Xun fell silent.

He had to admit that what Murong Wei said made sense.

If she could conceive normally, given her physical condition, she would have no need for IVF.

The reason she resorted to IVF was that she was completely unable to conceive through normal means.

And the reason for that was her husband’s inexplicable impotence every time they tried to have intercourse.

’It all makes perfect logical sense!’

But... the condition was simply too strange.

Yang Xun closed his eyes and began to silently flip through the records in the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture in his mind.

The Rejuvenation Medical Scripture was the core medical text of the Medical Immortal’s legacy, containing analyses and treatments for tens of thousands of difficult and complicated illnesses. From the common cold to rare meridian disorders, it was practically all-encompassing.

Yang Xun meticulously went through it from beginning to end.

Gynecological conditions... none.

Abnormalities in the eight extraordinary meridians... none.

Disorders related to Yin-Yang imbalance... also none.

He even checked all the obscure conditions related to the special constitutions of Cultivators one by one.

The result left him completely stumped.

In the entire Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, there wasn’t a single condition that matched what Murong Wei had described!

Not a single one!

’How is this possible?’

’The Rejuvenation Medical Scripture is the legacy of the Medical Immortal! The number and range of conditions it documents are encyclopedic.’

’How could it not even have a record of this illness?’

’Unless... the cause of this condition is beyond the scope of what the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture covers.’

In other words, this likely wasn’t a simple illness, but something that defied common sense.

For a moment, Yang Xun was lost in deep confusion.

He didn’t know whether he should believe Murong Wei.

It wasn’t that he suspected her of lying, but that within his own scope of knowledge, he couldn’t find any rational explanation to support the existence of such a phenomenon.

"What is it?"

Murong Wei turned back, her delicate brows furrowing slightly when she saw the conflicted look on Yang Xun’s face. "Don’t you believe what I’m telling you?"

"Sister Wei, it’s not that I don’t believe you..." Yang Xun gave a wry smile and scratched his head, looking troubled. "It’s just that this situation is so incredibly rare. I’ve never encountered anything like it, and I can’t even find any similar records in the medical books my grandfather left me. To be honest... I really don’t know how to make a judgment."

He was being completely honest.

If there had been any record in the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, even just a snippet of a clue, he could have followed it to find an answer.

But he couldn’t find a single word, leaving him with no place to start.

Hearing this, the disappointment on Murong Wei’s face deepened.

Over the years, she had seen countless famous doctors, both traditional Chinese and Western. She had even tried folk remedies, but not a single person could explain what was wrong with her.

The conclusion from every doctor was the same: there was nothing wrong with her body.

But the facts were right in front of her—there was something wrong with her body!

Meeting Yang Xun today, she had thought she’d finally found a glimmer of hope.

Yang Xun could tell she had undergone in-vitro fertilization just by looking at her, even getting the number of attempts exactly right. Such medical skill was far beyond that of any famous doctor she had ever met.

But she never imagined that even Yang Xun would be at a loss.

"Forget it."

Murong Wei sighed softly, her voice filled with desolation as she murmured, "Maybe this is just how my life will be..."

"Sister Wei, I never said it can’t be treated!"

Yang Xun quickly interjected, saying earnestly, "I only said I haven’t found the cause yet, but that doesn’t mean I never will! Give me some time. I’ll figure something out."

"What can you possibly figure out?"

Murong Wei looked up, her almond-shaped eyes staring straight at Yang Xun. "You can’t even find the cause, so how can you treat it?"

Yang Xun opened his mouth, but for a moment, he truly didn’t know how to respond.

Silence spread between them.

Suddenly, a look of determination flashed in Murong Wei’s almond eyes. She shot up from her chair and strode to the office door.

CLICK. She locked it.

Yang Xun froze, instinctively rising to his feet. "Sister Wei, what are you doing?"

Murong Wei didn’t answer his question.

She turned, walked to the window, and with a single pull, the heavy, dark curtains instantly blocked out all the sunlight.

The entire office plunged into darkness, leaving only the antique bronze desk lamp, which cast a dim, ambiguous glow.

"Sis... Sister Wei??"

Yang Xun’s heart began to pound. He had a vague premonition of what was about to happen, but he couldn’t be sure.

Murong Wei slowly turned to face Yang Xun.

In the dim light, an expression of grim resolve appeared on her impossibly exquisite face.

And then!

She raised her hands, her slender fingers resting on the knotted button at the collar of her qipao.

CLICK!!

The first knotted button came undone.

Below her snow-white neck, the clear outline of her collarbone was revealed.

"Sister Wei!! What are you doing!!"

Yang Xun’s pupils contracted violently. He looked as if he’d been struck by lightning, his face a mask of shock.

However, Murong Wei didn’t stop.

Soon, the second knotted button was unfastened.

The collar of the dark green qipao opened, revealing a large expanse of fair, smooth skin like polished jade, and the upper edge of a deep, heart-pounding cleavage.

"Don’t you want to find the cause?"

Murong Wei’s voice was surprisingly calm. She said coolly, "Then I’ll let you personally verify it... in bed with your teacher!"