The Young Urban Doctor

Chapter 460: Chapter 460 I’m Just a Little Woman
 

“Barely a sixty,” Yang Qingyin cutely sniffled, “But she really is beautiful, which made me can’t help feeling jealous. And her figure is taller and better than mine.”

As Yang Qingyin’s face turned rosier when she spoke, Luo Ziling knew she was flushed from drinking, but he still couldn’t help stealing a glance at her body.

The image of her in just a robe when they stayed together in the hotel room that day flashed before him, stirring something inside Luo Ziling.

It was true that Yang Qingyin’s physique wasn’t as developed as Ouyang Feifei’s, but in Luo Ziling’s eyes, Yang Qingyin was like a pure goddess, and he never paid attention to her figure. Even though Ouyang Feifei was more developed, Luo Ziling didn’t think it made Yang Qingyin any less appealing.

If we’re talking about impressions, the one of Yang Qingyin in his heart was definitely much better than that of Ouyang Feifei, and that was after Ouyang Feifei’s recent changes. If it were the old Ouyang Feifei, her impression in his heart wouldn’t even compare to Yang Qingyin’s, nor to Lin Lan’s.

Seeing Luo Ziling glance at her body after hearing what she said, Yang Qingyin’s face flushed even more, but she just glared at him briefly and didn’t say much.

After a short while, Yang Qingyin quietly asked Luo Ziling, “During her treatment, will there be body contact?”

“No,” Luo Ziling shook his head, “Most of the acupuncture points for the treatment are around the waist and abdomen, so direct contact isn’t needed.”

“Then, aren’t you missing out on a feast for the eyes?” Yang Qingyin joked with a giggle, sticking out her tongue.

“When treating someone, I never think about that, and I can do blind acupuncture. If I were to think about such things during treatment, even with blind acupuncture, I’d surely miss the points. You have to be completely focused during acupuncture, without any other thoughts; otherwise, the treatment wouldn’t work,” Luo Ziling said with seriousness.

Yang Qingyin suddenly felt quite embarrassed. “I misspoke; I was just joking. Don’t take it to heart, okay?”

Last night, when Luo Ziling treated her, she felt his professionalism and integrity, and hearing him say this today didn’t make her doubt that he was just putting on an act.

“Later, you can stand by and watch; you might even be able to help me,” Luo Ziling smiled. “If I collapse from exhaustion, you can help me up, okay?”

“Then I’ll be your assistant.” Yang Qingyin accepted with a smile, and then curiously asked another question, “Junior, having me follow you today, do you keep blaming me in your heart?”

“Blame you for what?”

“For being so petty, for so boringly coming with you, and for quarreling with Ouyang Feifei.” Yang Qingyin said, looking up at Luo Ziling, “Do you think I’m terrible?”

“Not at all,” Luo Ziling shook his head, “I’m just worried you two might fight. If it comes to a fight, I can only separate you by force, and I surely don’t want you two to end up with bloody injuries.”

Hearing Luo Ziling say this, Yang Qingyin couldn’t help but giggle, “Junior, you’re so adorable. How could we possibly fight?”

She quickly added, “A woman, a proud woman, when facing another woman who excels in some aspects over herself, is bound to feel jealous. I’m no different, and neither is Ouyang Feifei. Otherwise, why would there be sayings about ‘little women’?”

“‘Little woman’ doesn’t necessarily mean that, does it?”

“Then what do you think it means?”

Luo Ziling shook his head, indicating he didn’t know.

At this moment, Ouyang Feifei, freshly showered, called out to Luo Ziling from the top of the stairs, saying she was ready for her treatment and asking him to come up. She told Yang Qingyin to rest downstairs because she couldn’t entertain her during the treatment and asked Yang Qingyin for her understanding.

“I’m assisting Ziling, in case he faints from exhaustion and needs support,” Yang Qingyin ignored Ouyang Feifei’s request and followed Luo Ziling upstairs.

As they went up the stairs and while Ouyang Feifei walked into her room not noticing them, Yang Qingyin whispered in Luo Ziling’s ear, “I’m just a petty ‘little woman’; don’t hold it against me—and even if you do, I’m still that kind of woman!”

Luo Ziling didn’t know how to respond and simply kept his mouth shut.

When they entered Ouyang Feifei’s room, she was already lying face down in her pajamas on the bed.

Upon entering the room, Luo Ziling sat down on the floor and took out the necessary items from his bag.

Luo Ziling struggled to calm his mind.

After taking several deep breaths and meditating with closed eyes for half a minute, Luo Ziling felt he had entered the state and began massaging Ouyang Feifei. Regardless of Yang Qingyin being right there, Luo Ziling started as always by pressing on several of her acupoints, trying his best to relax Ouyang Feifei.

Luo Ziling entered the zone faster than Ouyang Feifei and after the initial massage, he truly managed to focus exclusively on the treatment.

About twenty minutes into the massage, Luo Ziling prepared to start the acupuncture.

With swift movements, he inserted several needles into Ouyang Feifei’s tender skin.

While inserting the needles, Luo Ziling simply measured distances with his hands, touched a few times, and then without hesitation stabbed down, making Yang Qingyin watching from the side quite nervous.

Throughout the massaging of Ouyang Feifei, Yang Qingyin was very uncomfortable deep inside.

It was not just a simple unease but an extreme worry.

But as she saw Luo Ziling do the Qi Operating Needle at an extremely fast pace, sweat appearing on his forehead, and heat emanating from him, her earlier worries dissipated considerably.

Many needles were inserted into Ouyang Feifei’s back and abdomen, each treated with Luo Ziling’s energy.

Soon, sweat also appeared on Ouyang Feifei’s body, her skin becoming rosy and translucent, while Luo Ziling’s sweat increased, and steam rose from him. Only then did she believe that Luo Ziling needed to be completely immersed in the treatment; otherwise, he could risk “Deviation,” resulting in injury to himself.

It was just like in martial arts novels when masters concentrated during their practice.

Therefore, she dared not make any noise, simply standing silently by, watching Luo Ziling without blinking.