The Young Doctor with His Harems

"Hmm!"

He Yulan shuddered, biting her red lips tightly.

She turned her face away, not wanting to see him.

Feeling his fingers stroking her, she felt both ashamed and a bit disgusted.

Originally, she was quite close to Xiaobei, which is why she called him before coming over. But she never expected that over the two years, he would become such a rogue, a beast!

He even harbored lustful thoughts towards her, an elder!

She felt sorry for herself too. If it weren't for the twenty thousand yuan, she wouldn't have allowed him to touch her body. Knowing he had impure intentions, she still let him touch her—she was truly letting her husband down!

"Aunt Yulan, I'm starting now!"

Xiaobei massaged a few times before starting to infuse Yang Qi.

A bug like this is difficult to treat with ordinary ointments; it might keep recurring. But for him, it was very simple: just a few rubs and infusing Yang Qi could easily dispel it.

Hadn't he started yet?

He Yulan was taken aback, a bit puzzled. But in the next moment, her entire body shuddered violently, as his hand suddenly became scorching hot.

"Ah! So hot!"

She couldn't help but moan, only feeling an unbelievable pleasure as waves of tingling currents surged through her body wherever his fingers stroked.

Her entire body felt ignited, gradually heating up, itching, making her unable to resist groaning and writhing. In just a moment, the scorching itchy sensation spread between her legs, and a warm flow trickled out...

She clamped her legs tightly, feeling that moist sensation, her eyes filled with immense shame and panic.

What was happening to her?

Suddenly having such a strong reaction, could it be that Xiaobei had done something to her? Like drugging her! He was so reckless now, capable of any lewd act.

"Stop! Stop! Xiaobei, what did you do to me? Tell me the truth!"

He Yulan shouted a few times, hurriedly pushing his hand away, and moved outside in a panic, eyes full of anger and vigilance.

Especially seeing his below still towering and trembling, she became more convinced of her thoughts, and even angrier.

"I didn't do anything! Just treating your condition..."

Xiaobei was taken aback.

Then he came to realize that because of his unique massage technique, her body had reacted, and she thought he was trying to take advantage of her.

"If you hadn't done anything, how could I possibly..."

He Yulan's face was full of shame and fury.

"Aunt Yulan, you misunderstood. It's because of my massage technique..." Xiaobei smiled bitterly, "Wait a while and see if you still feel it. Then you'll know."

"Is...is that so?"

He Yulan frowned, and once she was away from his scorching hand, there was indeed no sensation.

Could it really be because of his hand?

After waiting for a while longer, she became more certain, feeling embarrassed, her face flushed with shame. She realized it wasn't just Xiaobei's hand, but because she hadn't been touched by a man for many years, her sensitivity was heightened!

Just being touched a few times, and not in sensitive areas, she had reacted so...

She squeezed her legs, utterly embarrassed, and moved back slowly, whispering, "Xiaobei, I misunderstood, please continue. It feels much better now, not so itchy."

She vaguely understood that she had misunderstood Xiaobei earlier. Xiaobei was truly skilled; she had visited several doctors but hadn't been cured, and he had treated her condition effortlessly.

His technique was also very magical!

Thinking about the harsh words she had thrown at him earlier, she felt extremely guilty and didn't know how to apologize. Then, remembering Xiaobei's admission of having imagined about her, her heart was in utter turmoil, not knowing how to face him!

Once that hand was back, continuing the kneading and rubbing, the scorching numbness flooded through her again, igniting her. She felt intensely hot all over, especially deep between her legs, which burned fiercely, with warm flows continuously emerging.

Knowing it was a misunderstanding, she no longer felt disgust, only guilt. She glanced at the towering tent and her heart trembled, her hands involuntarily gripping the sofa beneath her, unable to suppress her burgeoning desires.

But she knew this was wrong.

She had a husband and was Xiaobei's elder!

She turned her face away, gritting her teeth, enduring with all her might.

"Aunt Yulan, it's done here. Take a look, the skin has recovered." A moment later, Xiaobei stopped.

"Really! Xiaobei, you're amazing!"

He Yulan looked down and was full of amazement, feeling it utterly incredible.

Xiaobei, he's truly amazing, even more competent than the old doctors!

It seems she really had completely misunderstood him before. Clearly, he was kindly helping her and even transferred money to her, but she cursed him as a beast. She was truly over the line!

Earlier, Xiaobei must have been very hurt!

He Yulan felt more and more guilty, "Xiaobei, I'm... sorry! I'm wrong, misunderstood you, don't be mad. Oh, there's still more! The legs aren't healed yet, help me with those too."

She lowered her head and pulled her pants down, raising her hips to remove them, lowering them to her knees, revealing that patch of white lace, already soaked through, almost as if she wasn't wearing anything, clearly outlining the shape of what lay beneath, the hint of black Qicao viciously stimulating Xiaobei's eyes...