CHAPTER 233: CHAPTER 233

Qi Siyan and Bai Liuliu both looked at Bai Qiqi.

Bai Qiqi felt terribly awkward at the moment.

The massage she mentioned was supposed to be done in a room, a normal massage.

Not a massage while squatting in the bathroom.

Qi Siyan glanced at Bai Qiqi, then looked at her phone, without commenting.

Bai Liuliu, after glancing at Bai Qiqi, remembered what she had done with Wu Song. To get Bai Qiqi to support her staying in Dahe County, she needed to pull her best friend into the water; after all, they’re good sisters, they should share blessings.

"Sis, why don’t you give it a try? After all, a doctor’s heart is like a parent’s, don’t have any disgust or personal emotions," Bai Liuliu said seriously to Bai Qiqi.

Bai Qiqi stared at Bai Liuliu as if she had seen a ghost. Was this still the Bai Liuliu she knew?

Why did her speaking and acting style become completely different?

Is there something not right here?

She suddenly recalled the scene from when Wu Song treated her; she was crying out as Wu Song worked on her leg. Was she conquered? Was she turning her back on her own?

No wonder they say the quickest way to a woman’s heart is through the meridians.

Bai Qiqi stared at Bai Liuliu and said, "Then why don’t you go with me?"

Bai Liuliu was stunned for a moment and said instinctively, "Together? Isn’t it inappropriate? You’re going in to treat an illness, what would I be doing?"

"You’re also going in to treat him, you’re my assistant, helping out. Learning, all of it is possible," Bai Qiqi asserted matter-of-factly.

"Doesn’t this require the consent of the concerned party?" Bai Liuliu posed awkwardly, "Should we ask for his opinion?"

Bai Qiqi frowned slightly, it seemed that’s the case; bringing someone over to watch and learn without Wu Song’s consent would be impolite and might result in complaints or reprimands.

It’s just like in many hospitals, where for surgeries or major illness guidance, if observers or learners are to be invited, it must be with the patient’s consent.

Of course, this is when privacy is involved.

However, many patients, even when privacy isn’t involved, don’t want observers or learners.

Another point is that many surgeries in hospitals are unnecessary.

Bai Qiqi was very aware of this, as the Bai Family also had their own traditional Chinese medicine hospital.

But they mostly didn’t perform surgeries, instead solving many problems that Western hospitals couldn’t with traditional Chinese techniques.

"Then I’ll ask Wu Song." Bai Qiqi walked to the door of the men’s bathroom and asked, "Wu Song, would it be alright if I let Liuliu go in with me?"

"Why?" Wu Song, of course, had heard their conversation earlier but pretended not to know.

Bai Qiqi said, "I want her to observe and learn a bit since it’s a rare opportunity."

Wu Song replied with a question, "Do you think it’s appropriate?"

Bai Qiqi’s mouth moved, realizing it might not be appropriate; but her massaging Wu Song alone while squatting also seemed inappropriate.

"Then do you think me massaging you alone while you’re squatting is appropriate?" Bai Qiqi countered Wu Song.

"A doctor heals the sick and saves lives; what’s with all the appropriate or inappropriate? What are you thinking about all day?" Wu Song frowned, glancing at Bai Qiqi, "Don’t even think about understanding the patient’s pain. Where is your medical ethics?"

Bai Qiqi felt a wave of embarrassment, "Then having Liuliu observe is also about passing on knowledge. For the heritage of Chinese medicine."

"So tell me now, what’s more important, treating me or passing on the knowledge?" Wu Song said softly.

"Alright." Bai Qiqi had no words to argue, glanced at Bai Liuliu and Qi Siyan, and said, "I’ll go in by myself, you two go about your business. You don’t need to worry here; I’ll handle it."

Qi Siyan nodded, turned, and left.

Bai Liuliu said no more, only reminded Bai Qiqi to be careful and then left with Qi Siyan.

Leaving Bai Qiqi standing at the restroom door, conflicted.

"Are you coming in or not?" Wu Song asked with a constipated-sounding voice.

Bai Qiqi took a deep breath, mustered the courage to go in, and said, "I’m coming in..."

She slowly walked to the cubicle where Wu Song was.

The cubicle door opened, and Wu Song was squatting on the toilet with his pants down, revealing only his legs, with explosive muscles faintly visible, everything else covered by his boxers, unseen.

Bai Qiqi let out a soft sigh of relief.

Yet she still didn’t dare look directly at Wu Song, averted her eyes, and asked, "Did you use Qi-guided Needle Manipulation when treating County Magistrate Qi?"

Wu Song nodded and said, "Yes, would you like to learn?"

Cui Xiangya was conquered by his Qi-guided Needle Manipulation.

Could it be Bai Qiqi wanted the same?

Bai Qiqi was utterly shocked and looked up at Wu Song, surprised, "You’re willing to teach me?"

Wu Song smirked slightly and said, "You came all the way from Kyoto without minding your status; what do you want? Just to meet me? Then give me a massage?"

Bai Qiqi was taken back, then awkwardly laughed. Of course, she intended to learn the art, but she knew such skills weren’t easily shared.

Because even within the Bai Family, such skills, let alone being shared outside, weren’t fully taught to all descendants.

Wu Song was actually willing to teach her?

"You, you’re really willing to teach me?" Bai Qiqi couldn’t help but ask Wu Song again, filled with joy and excitement.

She even rushed into the cubicle, disregarding Wu Song squatting with his pants down, getting right in front of him, almost grabbing Wu Song’s hand.

A faint, unique floral scent of a virgin girl wafted into Wu Song’s nostrils, making his heart flutter, and what had softened immediately sprang hardened.

"If you’re willing to learn, I can teach," Wu Song said plainly. In the realm of heritage, Qi-guided Needle Manipulation was just a basic acupuncture technique; he had many that were far more advanced.

Bai Qiqi wanted to learn, so he’d teach her.

Bai Qiqi quickly nodded, "I’m willing to learn, willing to learn!"

Saying this, Bai Qiqi, a bit excited, extended her small hand, "How about I give you a massage then?"

Wu Song was satisfied with her response, slightly lifted his upper body, leaned back on the toilet, exposing his stomach.

But with this angle, the area below his stomach also got exposed.

Bai Qiqi suppressed her excitement, reached out to massage Wu Song’s abdomen, and saw Wu Song’s dense black hair, and among it, a thick, straight long stick.

She was stunned instantly.

Her eyes widened, staring dumbfoundedly.

Her heart was in turmoil and throbbed, what was this? Isn’t it too big!

Could a man really be this big?

This is like a donkey’s, isn’t it?

"Hmm?"

Wu Song displayed his stomach, waiting for a while, but Bai Qiqi’s small hand didn’t move, so he had to remind her.

"Oh. Alright, I’m ready now." Bai Qiqi snapped back, quickly trying to cover it up, placed her fair hand on Wu Song’s abdomen, immediately feeling slippery firmness, slightly pressed, and sensed steel-like muscles, solid blocks, overflowing with masculine vigor.

Her heart felt a tingle, a surge of warmth rising to her cheeks, her whole body gradually heated, waves of heat uncontrollably flowing down to her legs.