Oh, Heavens, Massage Therapy Again

Meanwhile.

Bibi Dong squatted in the lavatory, looking utterly miserable.

She really did have frequent urination, an urgent need to urinate, and an inability to empty her bladder.

Those three symptoms were no great concern.

What truly frightened her was the blood in her urine.

If she didn't relieve herself, holding it in would harm her.

If she did, bright red blood flowed out nonstop.

How was that any different from slow suicide?

Damn it!

How had she fallen ill again? Fortunately, the divine physician Cao Mengde was there.

However.

The moment she left the lavatory and entered the consultation room, her expression turned awkward.

"Your Holiness, where did you go?"

"Did you see that incredible scene just now when I humiliated Tang Hao?"

Bibi Dong looked a little flustered.

"Tang Hao is none of my concern."

"You... hurry up and treat me..."

"Can you stop the bleeding in one go?"

She only cared about her own health.

After all, going to the lavatory to relieve oneself every day was perfectly ordinary.

If she urinated blood every day, sooner or later she would bleed dry.

Hearing this.

Cao Mengde put on a look of sudden realization.

"Your Holiness, so you believe you're ill now?"

"Don't worry, I'll stop the bleeding in one go, but for the next year, you must come to me for treatment every day without fail. Otherwise, if the illness returns, I'll be helpless."

Bibi Dong said nothing more.

Instead, she walked straight to the sickbed, set her scepter aside, and slowly lay down.

Having been through this before.

She knew exactly what was about to happen, and her cheeks reddened slightly.

"Begin."

Looking at the unusually forthcoming Bibi Dong.

Cao Mengde thought.

Hmm, not bad. Before I've even told Bibi Dong what to do, she's already learned to jump in with the answer.

"Your Holiness, I'll begin your treatment now."

"Relax and don't let your thoughts wander. When treating illness and saving lives, there's no need to fuss over minor details."

As he spoke.

Cao Mengde sat on the stool beside the sickbed.

Then.

He covered Bibi Dong's lower body with a blanket.

After all, such intimate contact was too explicit. This way, he could at least cover some of Bibi Dong's shame.

"Of course I won't let my thoughts wander," Bibi Dong said firmly, not only answering Cao Mengde's question but also strengthening her own resolve.

It wasn't as though she hadn't been through that before.

When she had suffered that massive hemorrhage, hadn't Cao Mengde touched her then?

At the time.

Something terribly embarrassing had happened: her willpower had lost to her body's response.

"Your Holiness, here I come."

With that.

Cao Mengde brought out one Gynecology Divine Hand and slowly reached under the blanket.

Hmm.

It was the same familiar feeling.

Just as Cao Mengde had expected.

The moment his hand made contact, Bibi Dong's delicate body trembled.

"Your Holiness, would you prefer conventional treatment or massage therapy?"

"You've been through this before, so you should understand the difference between the two."

Of course Bibi Dong understood. She understood all too well.

So-called conventional treatment.

Required Cao Mengde to keep his hand still in one place and continuously channel Soul Power into him.

But that method took a long time, at least an hour.

Massage therapy, on the other hand.

Only took ten minutes.

But that meant Cao Mengde's hand had to move to massage her, and her body would inevitably have certain reactions it shouldn't.

"I choose conventional treatment."

To avoid embarrassing herself, Bibi Dong thought it over carefully this time before making her decision.

Even if it took longer, Cao Mengde's hand would merely stay there. It was no great problem.

"No!"

Cao Mengde rejected Bibi Dong on the spot.

He was drawing her into his trap step by step. How could he let her dictate the treatment?

"Why not?"

"Didn't you ask for my opinion?" Bibi Dong was visibly anxious.

Cao Mengde nodded.

"That's right, I did ask for your opinion."

"But I just discovered that your illness is different this time, Your Holiness. Conventional treatment won't have any effect at all. We must use massage therapy, and only after an hour per session, once a day, for a full year, can you recover."

Heavens!

The news struck Bibi Dong like a thunderclap out of a clear sky.

She had hoped to avoid massage therapy so she wouldn't embarrass herself.

She hadn't expected.

Cao Mengde's answer to shatter her last shred of hope.

"Mengde, did you examine me thoroughly?"

"Do I really need massage therapy, and for a whole year at that?"

Cao Mengde put on an act and moved his hand a little.

That one movement was all it took.

Bibi Dong's face instantly flushed with embarrassment, and her heart leaped into her throat.

"Trust my judgment. It really is serious, and you need massage therapy."

After receiving his answer.

Bibi Dong's face was full of worry.

Why did she always come down with such strange illnesses?

"Treat me, then. Treat me. Treat me..."

She said it three times in succession, each one filled with helplessness and irritation.

After hearing Bibi Dong agree.

Cao Mengde's plan had succeeded completely.

The ninth Soul Skill.

Healing Hands.

[Ding...]

[Disease Treatment System notification: Congratulations, Host, on successfully treating Bibi Dong. Divine Power increased to level 103.]

As he had said before.

He didn't care about Divine Power or anything like that.

He preferred the process of treating illness.

Although Bibi Dong's illness had already been cured, Cao Mengde's hand didn't remain idle. He continued treating her.

"Your Holiness, you understand my predicament now, don't you?"

"Think about it. If I married Nana and she found out about this treatment, she couldn't beat me and wouldn't dare hit you. Wouldn't she be miserable and unhappy every day?"

Bibi Dong thought about it.

Indeed.

Never mind how Hu Liena would feel.

Even she herself would feel bad about it.

Although this was treatment.

The place being treated and the method of treatment were simply too intimate.

"As for Nana's marriage to you, we'll discuss it again in a year," Bibi Dong said.

Once she had fully recovered.

She would no longer have any contact with Cao Mengde, and all those concerns would be readily resolved.

"Mm, Your Holiness is wise indeed."

"By the way, Your Holiness, how many Soul Masters does Spirit Hall have?"

"Are you very busy every day?"

"Managing the enormous Spirit Hall must be exhausting, isn't it?"

With nothing else to do, Cao Mengde chatted with Bibi Dong as he gave her the massage treatment.

But after a little while.

He still hadn't heard a single response from Bibi Dong.

Cao Mengde had no choice but to turn and look.

He saw that Bibi Dong's face was flushed, and her expression was changing just as he had expected.

"Your Holiness, you still haven't answered my questions."

Bibi Dong was enduring a hellish ordeal. How could she spare any thought for his questions?

"Can you shut up?"

"Do what you're supposed to do, and don't talk to me."

Cao Mengde said no more and concentrated fully on treating Bibi Dong.

Since you dared snap at me.

Accept your punishment, then.

Cao Mengde deliberately stopped treating her.

Sure enough.

When Bibi Dong realized something was wrong, displeasure instantly surfaced on her face.

"Why did you stop?"