CHAPTER 223: CHAPTER 223

"Hmph!"

Bai Liuliu let out a coquettish snort, then glared at Wu Song: "What are you doing?"

Wu Song glanced at Bai Liuliu and said with amusement, "Should I let go then?"

Bai Liuliu was speechless for a moment, so she simply closed her eyes, no longer looking at Wu Song.

To keep herself from bursting out.

Wu Song grabbed a large breast, applied slight pressure, and the meat beneath adjusted slightly but would not move further, as if it were stuck.

Wu Song laughed: "So it’s really like this."

Bai Liuliu couldn’t help but open her eyes and look at Wu Song: "What do you mean? Do you know what’s going on here?"

Wu Song cast a glance at Bai Liuliu’s big eyes and said, "What else? Do you think I’m being a pervert, just feeling you up?"

Bai Liuliu snorted: "Pretty much."

"Is this just something anyone can touch?" Wu Song said, shaking her breast.

"You..." Bai Liuliu was embarrassed and annoyed, her face flushed; she felt teased, yet couldn’t react.

Because Wu Song seemed to actually know what was going on.

Wu Song kneaded Bai Liuliu’s large breast, making it change to various shapes in his palm, and leisurely said: "When you were seven, did you fall severely ill?"

Bai Liuliu, who was gritting her teeth enduring the humiliation and teasing from Wu Song, was abruptly shocked and looked at Wu Song in amazement, instinctively asking, "How do you know that?"

This was her secret, and not many in the family remembered.

After all, it was an illness from when she was seven; so many years had passed, not many would remember unless they were particularly close.

Like parents or siblings, especially a close sibling.

Like Bai Qiqi, who would recall if asked.

But Wu Song shouldn’t know this at all.

Wu Song ignored Bai Liuliu’s shock and continued: "When you got sick at seven, had you almost drowned before that?"

"Did you investigate me?" Bai Liuliu instinctively questioned, but immediately found it impossible. That was ages ago; even if Wu Song investigated, he wouldn’t be this detailed. Moreover, she and Bai Qiqi came to Dahe County temporarily. Wu Song had no reason to know all this so clearly.

"Did your period come earlier than others’? And every time it doesn’t flow much, and you have menstrual cramps." Wu Song said meaningfully.

"You, you..." Bai Liuliu was at a loss for words.

"You almost drowned when you were seven, and it was in winter, causing your body to catch a cold. Then many hormones were used, causing early menstruation, premature breast development, and some areas to grow excessive hair..."

Wu Song spoke as he looked at Bai Liuliu’s crotch.

Bai Liuliu instinctively clamped her legs shut, not letting Wu Song look.

But she didn’t deny it.

Instead, her face was full of shock.

Because Wu Song was too accurate, as if he had been there the whole time.

When she was seven, her family was oppressed, and Chinese medicine was suppressed, so they didn’t dare to use it. After nearly drowning and freezing, she had to go to the hospital for Western medicine—infusions, injections, pills. Eventually, the illness was cured, but later her body exhibited the strange conditions Wu Song described.

By the time her family was vindicated and developed, she had grown up, and she felt ashamed to tell the family elders about these conditions.

Only after her good friend Bai Qiqi improved her medical skills did she try to treat her, but with little effect.

Today, there seemed to be a chance.

Bai Liuliu looked at Wu Song seriously: "Everything you said is correct. I misunderstood you before, I apologize. I hope you can really cure me! I will certainly repay you generously."

Wu Song glanced at Bai Liuliu and said, "I can heal you, but you might not thank me."

"Why?" Bai Liuliu was bewildered.

Isn’t it typical to thank a doctor after being cured?

"Because the treatment method is somewhat unique," Wu Song said.

"How unique?" Bai Liuliu curiously stared at Wu Song.

Wu Song pondered for a moment and said: "It requires you to reach climax."

"What?" Bai Liuliu nearly jumped up, glaring at Wu Song: "Are you doing this on purpose? Taking the opportunity to take advantage of me?"

Wu Song spread his hands: "Of course not. The cold and toxic energy in your body is deeply embedded in your meridians and bones, and ordinary methods cannot trigger it. Only by reaching a complete climax, releasing your mind and body, can you take the opportunity to expel the cold toxin from the uterus."

Bai Liuliu stared at Wu Song, as if seeing a ghost: "What kind of bizarre theory is this?"

Wu Song smiled faintly: "If you don’t believe it, then forget it. I’ve already told you, this is how I treat it. If you don’t believe me, then seek someone better!"

Bai Liuliu suddenly felt frustrated and her face turned pale. Seek someone better?

The world’s most amazing medicine is in China, which is traditional Chinese medicine.

The Bai Family can essentially represent most levels of traditional Chinese medicine, although it has declined severely due to years of suppression.

But when it comes to longevity or treating difficult and complex diseases, only Chinese medicine can manage it.

Yet, even the Patriarch of the Bai Family couldn’t heal her.

Who else could Bai Liuliu go to?

Not treat it?

But without treatment, how could she live her life?

She would have to remain a virgin her whole life.

Even if she dated, would the man mind?

Even if the man didn’t mind, she would mind herself.

Since becoming aware, she dared not bathe in public baths.

Nor dared to let classmates or roommates see her chest.

Looking at things now.

Wu Song was the only opportunity.

But such a treatment method, she couldn’t quite accept.

But not accepting it seemed not an option?

"Is there no other way? Even a slower one is okay," Bai Liuliu weakly asked Wu Song, nearly pleading.

Wu Song shook his head: "Even this requires my True Qi to be activated to work. If you don’t open yourself and your spirit gates, even if my True Qi enters your body, it’s hard to heal you."

"You must cooperate, and I will assist from the side, so that you can be completely healed."

Bai Liuliu sat on the bed in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Wu Song stood up and said, "Consider it yourself, then. I’ll be leaving."

"Don’t go, I’ll do it." Bai Liuliu shivered and quickly stood up to pull Wu Song back.

She then blushed deeply and looked down, her voice as soft as a mosquito: "I, I’m still a virgin, when you do it, be gentle."

Wu Song was taken aback; he hadn’t thought about making her climax.

Bai Liuliu seemed to have misunderstood.

However, Wu Song didn’t want to explain or correct her; instead, he went along and said, "Don’t overthink it, I’m just helping you heal."

Bai Liuliu took a deep breath, nodded, turned around, climbed onto the bed, lay down with her eyes closed, without taking off her clothes, and just said: "Go ahead."

Wu Song looked at her fiery, sexy body spread out before him, a surge of warmth flooding his heart; though not a novice, faced with such a scene, his blood couldn’t help but boil, and his spear jumped up at once.

Wu Song glanced down at his spear and thought, Damn, bro, you’re truly blessed.

Wu Song climbed onto the bed, said: "Should I take off your clothes?"

Bai Liuliu didn’t make a sound, just nodded slightly, but her face turned even redder, almost as if you could fry an egg on it.

Wu Song said nothing more.

Kneeling on the bed, he started removing Bai Liuliu’s shorts.

At this point, the shirt was off, revealing two large, milky-white breasts swaying like cantaloupes, making one salivate, with only the shorts hiding the mysterious area.

Wu Song grabbed the shorts, pulled hard, and Bai Liuliu cooperatively raised her hips slightly. The shorts whooshed off, revealing the mysterious area wrapped in black panties, bulging between her legs, with a faint crease in the middle, and the panties almost embedded within.