Yue Wanwan obediently turned over and lay on the bed.
"It'll be done soon. I'll simply condition your waist," Lin Xiao said, his hand, infused with a trace of true qi, landing on Yue Wanwan's lower back. "The waist is the core. Most of us who practice martial arts generate power from our waist. Once your waist has issues, it affects your entire body."
"Your waist likely suffers from accumulated strain during your cultivation, as well as problems from constantly utilizing your waist for power in pole dancing."
"You need to remember the correct way to generate power, and you probably haven't rested much at all."
Lin Xiao spoke as he massaged.
His gaze occasionally swept over Yue Wanwan's buttocks. He couldn't help it; he was still a man and couldn't help but look, especially since Yue Wanwan was wearing tight-fitting leggings, clearly outlining her form.
This was becoming problematic.
After his gaze flickered several times, Lin Xiao managed to calm his mind.
Indeed, being a doctor at the Hehuan Sect required a certain level of composure.
As soon as Lin Xiao began massaging her waist, Yue Wanwan felt an immense comfort. Her waist felt warm and incredibly pleasant, and each massage from Lin Xiao made her body feel more relaxed.
Finally, a sound escaped her lips involuntarily: "Mmm..."
The moment this sound was uttered, both Yue Wanwan and Lin Xiao paused for a few seconds.
However, Lin Xiao quickly continued the massage as if nothing had happened. Yue Wanwan's face instantly turned crimson, and a wisp of steam seemed to rise from her cheeks.
This was too embarrassing!
What would the divine doctor think of her?
Lin Xiao, meanwhile, stared intently at his hands, forcing himself to focus all his energy on the massage, not allowing himself to be distracted.
The women of the Hehuan Sect...
They were too much!
Five minutes later, he said, "Alright, Wanwan. Remember to relax your waist more every day. Rest whenever you can, and maintain an upright posture when sitting."
"Thank you, divine doctor."
Yue Wanwan quickly tidied her somewhat disheveled clothes and then dashed out.
"Next!"
Meanwhile.
Ning Fengzhi was very curious about how Lin Xiao was handling things. He now sat by the bedside, feeling his resolve waver.
His hands began to tremble even as he conducted examinations.
Especially when he had to help the Hehuan Sect disciples check for abnormalities in their breasts, which required him to palpate...
Yes, palpate. Only by doing so could he determine if there were any lumps.
At first, with the very first patient, he had announced his intentions beforehand. This senior sister had been very cooperative and had simply removed her clothes.
Ning Fengzhi considered himself a doctor who had treated many patients, with experience in both male and female ailments. However...
He had rarely performed examinations like this.
As his hands began to check for abnormalities, his heart rate instantly surged past 120. Not only him, but the junior sister he was examining also let out a muffled groan.
That groan made Ning Fengzhi’s thoughts stray even further.
But he was a doctor! He had to maintain his composure and his medical ethics!