Chapter 207: Chapter 207: So Stimulating?
Mi Hong’s face flushed crimson. "Divine Doctor Jiang, please don’t say such things."
"In the three hours I’ve known Sister Hong, she has braced her chest with her hand at least seven times. It’s clear she’s feeling discomfort on her left side," Jiang Xinghai stated confidently.
"You..." Mi Hong was truly stunned.
Ye Zhiqiu’s earlier indignation vanished. "Sister Hong, I noticed it at least half a month ago—how you’d sometimes brace your chest, the way your brows would furrow in pain. Don’t tell me..."
"I..." Mi Hong was mortified.
"Sister Hong, I can dissolve it for you in seven days. No incisions, no side effects," Jiang Xinghai said with gravity.
He’d noticed it from the moment he met Mi Hong, all the way through their tumble in the back of the big Mercedes. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
He just hadn’t found the right moment to bring it up, so he figured he might as well say it now that the topic had presented itself.
"Well, this is an awkward situation," Ye Zhiqiu said, suddenly shaking her head with a wry smile.
Mi Hong heaved a heavy sigh. "He’s right. I do have a cystic nodule on my left side..."
"Divine Doctor Jiang, we believe you. Please, start my treatment first." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly turned to face Jiang Xinghai, her expression solemn and her gaze sincere.
"Zhiqiu, let me be the guinea pig for the needles..." Mi Hong said hastily.
"Sister Hong, the area he needs to treat on you is far too private. Compared to my lower abdomen, it’s more fitting for me to go first." In that instant, Ye Zhiqiu seemed greatly relieved.
All she had to do was expose her lower abdomen.
Mi Hong, on the other hand, would have to bare everything... freewёbnoνel.com
If only she knew that Mi Hong and Jiang Xinghai had already been intimate, what would she think then?
"Can we start now?" Ye Zhiqiu didn’t want to delay any further.
"There’s no time today."
Jiang Xinghai held up his hands. "It’s three in the afternoon. I should be going."
’Just because you want treatment, I’m supposed to drop everything and help you?’
"Playing hard to get?" Ye Zhiqiu laughed.
"Not at all."
Jiang Xinghai rose to his feet. "I have important things to do. And tonight, I’m going to Luolin Mountain to gaze at the moon and the stars."
"Divine Doctor Jiang, there’s a Martial Arts banquet on Luolin Mountain tonight. Without an invitation, you won’t make it to the summit," Ye Zhiqiu said, pacing slowly around the room.
"They’re restricting access with invitations?" Jiang Xinghai was slightly taken aback.
’That Mountain Opening Tiger, Wanyan Xiong, is quite the schemer.’
’He deliberately cooked up this scheme to both flaunt his power and cultivate his network.’
"My offer still stands," Ye Zhiqiu added. "You help me, and I can get you a spot."
"Are you sure you want my acupuncture and massage?" Jiang Xinghai shrugged.
"I’m sure," Ye Zhiqiu nodded.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, I’m begging you, please help Zhiqiu." Mi Hong blocked Jiang Xinghai’s path.
"Beg me?"
Jiang Xinghai looked sheepish. "But *she* hasn’t asked me. If I just go and get handsy..."
’He’d already been intimate with Mi Hong. Did she really need to beg him over something so trivial?’
’But this still depended on Ye Zhiqiu’s decision.’
"Divine Doctor Jiang, consider this me begging you, alright?" Ye Zhiqiu was someone who knew when to be flexible.
Otherwise, she never would have become the head of Jizhou’s dark web at such a young age.
Jiang Xinghai didn’t want to waste any more time. "Then I suppose I’ll have to oblige. Find a bed and lie down."
"This way, to my bedroom." Ye Zhiqiu and Mi Hong started up the stairs hand in hand.
Jiang Xinghai followed close behind. After washing his hands, he approached. "Lie face down on the bed. We’ll start with acupuncture and massage on your Mingmen Acupoint."
Ye Zhiqiu did as she was told.
From Jiang Xinghai’s vantage point, Ye Zhiqiu’s curves were even more captivating as she lay on the bed.
Her firm, perky backside was particularly eye-catching.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, what are you waiting for?" Mi Hong gave him a nudge.
"Miss Ye, please lift up your shirt," Jiang Xinghai said, leaning over and taking out a silver needle.
"You do it for me," Ye Zhiqiu said in a low voice.
"You sure?" Jiang Xinghai grinned. ’Is she flirting with me?’
Mi Hong stepped forward. "I’ll help."
As she spoke, she lifted Ye Zhiqiu’s white blouse, gathering it up on her shoulders and revealing an expanse of beautiful, snow-white skin.
A delicate groove ran down the center of her back, and the transition from her neck to her shoulders had a sculptural beauty.
Furthermore, her back was perfectly proportioned to her hips. The dip and curve of her waist were pronounced, covered by a smooth, even layer of flesh—neither too thin nor too heavy. It was like an exquisite painting unfolding before Jiang Xinghai’s very eyes.
Even Mi Hong, a woman herself, couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy at the sight.
So for a virile man like Jiang Xinghai, seeing it caused a fire to ignite instantly in the pit of his stomach.
"When the needle goes in, you’ll feel a prick, followed quickly by a numb, aching sensation. That’s a normal reaction..."
Before Jiang Xinghai could finish, Ye Zhiqiu cut him off with a soft murmur. "I know. Just start."
ZING!
With a steady, precise, and swift motion, Jiang Xinghai inserted the needle. A wisp of ethereal True Qi began to flow from his hand, slowly seeping into her body.
"Ngh... Hnn..."
Ye Zhiqiu felt a jolt of electricity streak down her spine, catching her completely off guard. An involuntary, coquettish gasp escaped her lips, and her legs began to shift and cross...
Jiang Xinghai kept his mind focused, his thoughts unwavering.
But Mi Hong, who was also a woman, was left speechless by Ye Zhiqiu’s reaction.
’Was it really that intense?’