Massage Therapy

Something wasn't right.

He had only just used his first Soul Skill.

But Cao Mengde was already worried.

Judging by how much blood Bibi Dong had lost, she had already suffered excessive blood loss.

If he took advantage of her,

Bibi Dong was sure to die.

He had better try a different approach.

The ninth Soul Skill.

Healing Hands.

Cao Mengde didn't dare delay and immediately switched to his ninth Soul Skill.

Green Qi surged wildly in his palm.

Vast and mighty, it flowed without end.

All of it poured into the spot where Bibi Dong was bleeding.

Two and a half minutes later.

Bibi Dong felt much more energetic, and the signs of blood seeping out had disappeared.

Looking at the awkward situation before her,

she hurriedly spoke.

"I've recovered. Take your hand away at once."

He had finally managed to seize this opportunity.

Now that the blood was no longer in the way,

everything was back to normal and felt soft to the touch. How could Cao Mengde let the chance slip?

"Your Holiness, you've lost too much blood this time. The treatment will take at least an hour."

Hearing this,

Bibi Dong grew anxious.

At first,

she had thought he would treat her through her clothes.

Then she learned it required skin contact.

After making a difficult decision, she agreed to the treatment.

She hadn't expected it to take an hour as well.

"All right."

Bibi Dong frowned deeply and turned her embarrassed face away.

After all, Cao Mengde was skilled in medicine.

She didn't dare disregard what he said now.

She feared that if the treatment stopped, blood would start gushing out uncontrollably again.

"Your Holiness, look how worn out you are. You even have other gynecological conditions..."

Huh?

Bibi Dong asked in surprise,

"What other conditions do I have?"

Now, the very mention of illness frightened Bibi Dong.

Cao Mengde wasn't talking nonsense.

Because he was the one who had afflicted Bibi Dong with those conditions.

Besides the heavy bleeding, she also had irregular periods and abnormal vaginal discharge.

"Common gynecological conditions."

"Let me cure them all at once."

Just like that,

Cao Mengde took advantage of her

while using his ninth Soul Skill to treat her.

The treatment itself was brief.

But he kept taking advantage of her the whole time.

And he had to admit,

such intimate contact stirred Cao Mengde's heart.

His right hand, which had remained perfectly still,

couldn't resist shifting a few times.

Good grief.

The movement instantly filled Bibi Dong with shame and fury.

Dark lines appeared all over her noble face.

"Are you courting death?"

"Why is your hand moving around?"

Cao Mengde remained calm and composed.

He put on a pained expression and glanced at Bibi Dong.

"This is called massage therapy. It maximizes the effect of my healing Soul Skill and speeds up your recovery. It only takes ten minutes."

"Of course, Your Holiness, you can refuse and choose ordinary contact therapy instead. But that will take an hour. You decide."

Bibi Dong didn't understand it anyway.

Cao Mengde made it all up as he went along.

He made it sound so convincing that Bibi Dong found herself on the horns of a dilemma.

What should I do?

Should she choose ten minutes or an hour?

Though ten minutes was short,

she feared she wouldn't be able to endure the so-called massage therapy and would have a physical reaction. That would be mortifying.

But if she chose an hour,

the prolonged skin contact would only extend her awkward predicament.

"Your Holiness, have you made up your mind?"

"Will it be massage therapy or ordinary therapy?"

Bibi Dong was on the verge of breaking down.

She couldn't help asking,

"Can I choose neither?"

That immediately amused Cao Mengde.

He nearly spat out the kun egg he had eaten yesterday.

"Your Holiness, you're really adorable. If you choose neither, you'll keep bleeding heavily."

Bibi Dong was utterly miserable.

Of the two choices, either one would leave her ashamed for the rest of her life.

Seeing that Bibi Dong wouldn't give an answer,

Cao Mengde made a suggestion on his own, looking perfectly serious.

"Your Holiness, I recommend massage therapy. Given the location of this particular condition, I understand your embarrassment. The best choice is to treat it as quickly as possible."

After his attempts to persuade her,

Bibi Dong's conflicted feelings gradually settled.

That's right.

Better a short pain than a long one.

Getting out of this awkward situation as soon as possible was the most pressing matter.

"I choose massage therapy..."

Those words

were like an order.

The moment she finished speaking, Cao Mengde's restless hand sprang into action.

At once,

Bibi Dong bit her lip hard, her gaze complicated.

Ah...

What am I doing?

She was actually letting a young man touch her.

Only when she considered that it was medical treatment did she come to terms with it.

Ten minutes might have seemed short,

but after only three minutes,

Bibi Dong's expression changed drastically.

Her face was bright red, and her gaze was hazy.

Her white teeth were close to biting through her lip.

Her long, shapely legs twitched and trembled involuntarily, then stiffened as she erupted...

At such an intense reaction,

Cao Mengde was secretly astonished.

On the outside, he continued to feign composure and reassured Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness, don't think too much about it. It's only medical treatment. This is unavoidable."

"You..."

"Take a look and see whether I have any other conditions."

Bibi Dong forcibly suppressed her anger at having lost her composure.

That was right.

She had once again developed the intent to kill Cao Mengde.

And this time, her killing intent was even stronger than before.

Once she confirmed that she had no more illnesses,

she would strike without mercy and kill the person who had been intimate with her on the spot.

Although it had been medical treatment,

she still couldn't accept it.

Cao Mengde wasn't sure what Bibi Dong was thinking.

To be safe,

he replied,

"Your Holiness, as the Pope of Spirit Hall, you must make sure to rest. If you overwork yourself, you'll have more health problems in the future."

"And this kind of chronic condition is very stubborn. Just like your previous two conditions, ordinary healing-type Soul Masters won't know where to begin."

"Of course, whenever you need me, Your Holiness, you can come to Rejuvenation Hall."

Hearing this,

Bibi Dong grew furious with embarrassment.

She had intended to kill Cao Mengde after getting a clear answer.

But his words forced her to reconsider.

The two previous experiences

had both been bloody lessons.

It seemed Cao Mengde couldn't die.

"Get out..."

"Right now, immediately..."

Bibi Dong had recovered from her serious illness,

but she couldn't feel happy at all. Instead, she was filled with shame and fury.

She pointed at the door.

All she wanted was for Cao Mengde to disappear from her sight.

Seeing Bibi Dong's attitude,

Cao Mengde was immediately displeased.

His face turned cold as he said,

"Fine. Every time I finish treating you, you kill the donkey once it's done turning the millstone. Don't come looking for me next time."

"I don't even want the money."

"Next time, even if you're dying, I absolutely won't treat you."

Seeing Cao Mengde about to leave in a huff,

Bibi Dong realized how serious the situation was.

She immediately called out to stop him.

"Divine Hand Douluo, wait."

So that illness wouldn't trouble her in the future, Bibi Dong braced herself and said gently,

"I was in the wrong just now."

"I am busy with church affairs, and sometimes I am in a bad mood. I hope you won't take it to heart."

To hear Bibi Dong soften her stance.

That was a rare thing indeed.

The anger on Cao Mengde's face immediately vanished like smoke and clouds.

"All right, I forgive you."

Bibi Dong, lying on the bed, waved her jade hand.

She took a black card out of her Soul Tool and sent it over to Cao Mengde with her Soul Power.

"This is your consultation fee."

"If I feel unwell in the future, I hope you will attend to me promptly."

Cao Mengde took the black card.

A hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?

Bibi Dong really was a rich woman.

By the standards of the Douluo Continent, a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins could provide food and clothing for a lifetime without worry.

Cao Mengde accepted it with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope. Then I'll gladly accept it."

At that moment.

An idea occurred to Bibi Dong.

She asked Cao Mengde.

"Would you be willing to join Spirit Hall?"