In the room, Su Man lay on the bed, looking both noble and beautiful.
Zhang Bin’s eyes shone with a srized light, fixed upon Su Man, unable to look away.
"Dr. Zhang, let’s begin," Su Man urged.
Zhang Bin ca to his senses, reached out, and began a thorough examination. It took almost twenty minutes before he withdrew his hand.
Su Man finally let out a sigh of relief, quickly grabbing the blanket and covering herself. Worriedly, she asked, "Dr. Zhang, is there a problem?"
"There’s a lump," Zhang Bin said seriously. "You must have felt it too, right?"
"Yes. Is it a pathological change?" Su Man asked, growing a little anxious.
"We can’t be sure about that yet," Zhang Bin said. "Not all lumps are pathological changes. However, all such changes do begin with a lump."
"Then please prescribe so dicine for ," Su Man said.
"I’ll give you one massage, and the lump will disappear. It won’t hurt anymore," Zhang Bin said.
"Then I’ll be troubling you, Dr. Zhang," Su Man said, her face lighting up with surprise.
Recently, a lump had ford, causing a faint, uncomfortable pain. Feeling sowhat worried, she had contacted Zhang Bin as soon as she returned.
Zhang Bin nodded, gently lifted the blanket, and began the massage. His technique was unique; he released Longevity Qi to accelerate the blood circulation in her chest, causing the lump to rapidly disappear. All her tissues were restored to health, becoming even more elastic. As a result, the pain vanished completely.
How can his massage be completely painless? And it feels so comfortable... Su Man was secretly astonished. Her body completely relaxed as she sank into a strangely wonderful realm, utterly losing herself.
Suddenly, Su Man’s phone rang abruptly, and at the sa mont, the doorbell sounded. Clearly, soone was ringing the doorbell while also calling her phone.
Su Man snapped back to reality and said shyly, "Zhang Bin, I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened to just now. Thank you."
"It’s no problem. It was my honor," Zhang Bin said magnanimously.
"It seems soone is here. Let’s stop the massage for now. I’ll contact you another ti."
"The massage is just about done anyway. The lump has disappeared," Zhang Bin said with a smile, withdrawing his hand.
Su Man got dressed and picked up her phone. When she glanced at the screen, a joyful expression lit up her face. She imdiately answered, "Cousin, are you the one ringing the doorbell?"
"Yes! Hurry up and open the door! Why did it take you so long to answer? You weren’t on a date with your lover, were you?" a sweet, charming voice ca through the phone.
Su Man, a smooth talker, easily handled the question. After hanging up, she said to Zhang Bin teasingly, "You’d better be prepared. Don’t let my cousin steal your soul, or I won’t be held responsible. Also, I’ll be cooking for you and my cousin later. You have to stay and eat."
"Of course, I won’t be polite when it cos to a al," Zhang Bin said, unconvinced. "But I doubt your cousin could be more beautiful than you."
", a beauty? My cousin is the real deal. n go crazy for her, willing to live or die for a chance. You’d better brace yourself." Su Man pulled Zhang Bin out of the room, down the stairs, and opened the front door.
At the doorway stood a tall woman in a black, ultra-short leather skirt. Her figure was so stunning it left Zhang Bin dumbstruck. Her S-curve was simply incredible; even without seeing her face, that devilish figure alone could obsess countless n for a lifeti. However, the woman wore large sunglasses and a mask, concealing almost her entire face and making it impossible to see what she looked like.
"Oh my god, Cousin! You actually have a boyfriend over, enjoying your private ti together. No wonder you took so long to answer the phone!" the woman exclaid in shock upon seeing Zhang Bin.
"Watch yourself! Aren’t you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?" Su Man playfully scolded as she pulled her inside. She peeked outside to ensure everything was clear before closing the door tightly.
Upon entering, the woman planted her hands on her hips, looked Zhang Bin up and down, and asked aggressively, "Alright, handso, spill it. How did you manage to hook my cousin?"
Clearly, this was an incredibly perceptive woman who had imdiately deduced that sothing was unusual about Zhang Bin and Su Man’s relationship. She was gearing up for an interrogation.
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