The Young Doctor with His Harems

Zhang Xuening's delicate body trembled, and she shyly closed her eyes.

Even though she was a doctor, being in such close proximity to someone of the opposite sex made her a little shy.

This bashful girlish charm left Xia Bei's mind wandering.

She seemed not to be much older, just nineteen!

She started early, becoming a child star long ago, so even though she's been acting until now, she's just nineteen, only a year older than he is. She still looked pure, untainted by the entertainment industry.

However, Xia Bei quickly snapped out of it, removed the bandage, revealing a layer of gauze, with the wound faintly visible beneath. It was a long and deep cut, with blood seeping through.

Further down, there was another shorter cut. Her hands, too, bore quite a few wounds.

According to Ji Bingran, it happened at home. She first broke a mirror and then fell into the shards. When she was brought in, there were many pieces of glass still embedded in her, which have now been removed.

That was so careless!

"Dr. Xia, can you heal me?"

Zhang Xuening's voice trembled.

"Don't worry!" Xia Bei smiled reassuringly at her.

"Miss Zhang, Dr. Xia is very skilled; he'll definitely restore you like before," Ji Bingran comforted her from the side.

She stayed by, afraid the patient might get scared.

"Really?"

Zhang Xuening smiled, her eyes betraying skepticism, thinking it was just to comfort her.

"Of course! Dr. Xia is an extraordinary doctor, much more skilled than I am. I truly admire him," Ji Bingran said, glancing at the young man beside her, somewhat entranced.

"Is that so?"

Zhang Xuening seemed a bit more convinced, feeling more at ease, "I'm just a little scared of surgery, scared of the pain during recovery. I've been afraid of pain and injections since I was young!"

"No surgery is needed, and it won't hurt!"

Xia Bei laughed.

"How can that be!"

Zhang Xuening smiled, "Dr. Xia, don't comfort me. I know it's really difficult to recover completely like before. I'm already mentally prepared. I might not be able to act anymore in the future."

Xia Bei looked at her but didn't explain further, got her consent, and lifted the cover to check other injuries.

There were some on her chest, abdomen, and a few on her thighs.

Xia Bei took a glance and frowned.

"Dr. Xia, is it really difficult?"

Zhang Xuening gave a bitter smile.

"No!" Xia Bei was stunned, quickly shook his head, "It's just that for treatment, you need to take off your clothes, but with so many wounds, some in very private places, I'm afraid you might disagree."

"Ah!"

Zhang Xuening was dumbfounded, looking down again, her fair face instantly flushed red, realizing that for the surgery, she'd have to strip completely bare, lying meticulously on the operating table, exposed entirely to this Dr. Xia!

Beside her, Ji Bingran pouted, a bit jealous, but she knew it was for treatment.

"Dr. Xia, you're doing this to heal me, it's okay."

Zhang Xuening's voice was as soft as a mosquito buzz.

"Will your mom agree?"

Xia Bei was a bit worried, glancing towards the door.

"Her?"

Zhang Xuening knitted her eyebrows. The loathing and hatred in her eyes were apparent to Xia Bei.

It seemed the conflict between this mother and daughter was intense. Understandably, the woman was too acrimonious and harsh, treating her daughter the same way, and very controlling. Living next to such a person would be quite painful.

"She has no say in this; as long as I agree, it's fine."

Zhang Xuening gritted her teeth, "As long as I consent, the surgery can proceed, right, Dr. Xia?"

Xia Bei didn't respond, instead glanced at Ji Bingran.

Ji Bingran nodded, then walked out, leading her mom away, saying that some procedures needed to be handled for the treatment.

"Miss Zhang, surgery isn't necessary!"

Once the people had left, Xia Bei closed the door and pulled the curtains shut.

Zhang Xuening was a bit stunned. Without surgery, how would treatment be possible?

"Miss Zhang, don't be nervous. For treatment, I need to remove your gauze. It might hurt a little, then I'll heal you. Don't worry; your skin will return to its original, flawless state without any scars."

With a smile, Xia Bei bent down and first removed the gauze from her face.

"Ah! It hurts! Dr. Xia, how are you going to treat me?"

Zhang Xuening was a bit flustered, noticing that the female doctor hadn't returned, leaving only Dr. Xia. Instinctively, she felt a bit nervous, even though Dr. Xia seemed kind; he was still a man after all.

"Just... like this!"

Removing the gauze, Xia Bei gently placed his hand on her wound, infusing Yang Qi, strand by strand, gradually into her, nourishing her flesh, starting its regeneration.

"Ah! Hot! Hot! Dr. Xia, your hand is so hot! My face... itches..." Zhang Xuening couldn't help but exclaim, her delicate hands gripping the bed sheet, her body trembling. Her face first felt burning hot, then itchy, like countless ants crawling over it, making her want to scratch.

But after a while, the sensation disappeared. It stopped hurting and was replaced by a refreshing feeling. When the mirror was brought over, reflecting her flawless skin, as perfect as before, she was utterly stunned...