Teacher Lin Rouxi carefully brought two cold drinks to the table and placed one in front of Ye Chen.
"Please have a drink first," she said softly, taking a seat opposite him.
Ye Chen didn't hesitate. He lifted the glass and took a sip, the cool sensation spreading through his chest.
"So, Ye Chen," Lin Rouxi asked, her voice laced with curiosity, "how exactly are you planning to treat my condition?"
Ye Chen put the glass down and answered calmly, "It's actually not too complicated. I'll just need to massage the affected area. The muscle tissues in your thighs have begun to freeze, and if it's left untreated, the condition could gradually spread and lead to total paralysis."
"W-What?" Lin Rouxi's eyes widened in alarm. "Is it really that serious?"
Ye Chen nodded. "Yes. If ignored, it can definitely become dangerous. But don't worry—you're lucky to have met me." His tone carried a touch of pride.
Lin Rouxi looked hesitant for a moment but then gave a slight nod. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started."
"Alright, but let's be straightforward," Ye Chen replied. "Teacher Lin, please remove your skirt so I can begin massaging your upper thighs properly."
The atmosphere changed in an instant. Lin Rouxi's eyes narrowed as a chilly aura surrounded her. "Ye Chen, you're shameless! Are you just trying to take advantage of me? I knew it! You're no different from other men—always thinking about a woman's body!"
Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Suit yourself. If you're not willing, that's fine. After all, I'm not the one in need of healing."
Although the illness wasn't fatal at the moment, it would undoubtedly grow worse. Eventually, it could make her lose the ability to walk.
"Then don't waste time. Leave immediately!" Lin Rouxi snapped, pointing toward the door.
Seeing that his kindness had been misunderstood, Ye Chen simply sighed, got up from the couch, and walked out without another word.
Back inside, Lin Rouxi stood in silence for a moment, but when she took a few steps toward her room, a sharp pain shot through her thighs. Her legs buckled, and she collapsed onto the floor.
The pain was unbearable—like burning needles stabbing through her legs. Each day, the discomfort had been worsening, and now she could barely move without agony.
"N-No... I don't want to be paralyzed..." she murmured fearfully, tears forming in her eyes. "Could Ye Chen have been telling the truth?"
With the pain growing more intense, Lin Rouxi began to cry. "Ye Chen! Please come back! Help me! I'm sorry, okay? Please!"
Outside the room, Ye Chen paused, hearing her cries. He hesitated, remembering how she had just thrown him out. But as the desperate pleading continued, his heart softened.
He was never one to ignore someone in genuine pain—especially not a woman in tears.
Ye Chen turned around and re-entered the room. As he opened the door, he saw Lin Rouxi curled up on the floor, trembling and weeping.
The moment she saw him, her tear-filled eyes lit up. "You came back... I'm sorry for what I said earlier. Please... help me. I can't bear this anymore..."
Ye Chen smiled faintly. "It's alright, Teacher. Let's begin the treatment."
He gently lifted her from the floor and helped her back onto the couch. "I'll start now," he said, rolling up his sleeves.
Understanding the situation, Lin Rouxi didn't resist this time. She simply closed her eyes and nodded slightly.
Ye Chen carefully removed her skirt, revealing smooth, slender legs and delicate red lace undergarments. Despite his mental preparation, even he had to swallow hard at the sight. Any man would be tempted by such a scene.
But Ye Chen forcefully pushed those thoughts away. Right now, he was a healer, and Lin Rouxi was his patient. Nothing more.
He placed his palm gently on her thigh. Lin Rouxi shuddered slightly at the contact.
Focusing his spiritual energy into his hand, Ye Chen began to massage her thigh, channeling warmth into the frozen muscle tissues. His hands grew warmer as he circulated his internal power, using the King's Heart Technique to absorb the excess Yin energy from her body.
"Mmm... Ahhh..." Lin Rouxi's breath hitched. Her body felt light and tingling, overwhelmed by the sensation. "W-What's happening? Why does it feel so... so good...?"
Her voice trembled with involuntary moans. Ye Chen tried to remain calm, but her sweet, breathy cries stirred something inside him.
"Teacher... please try not to make those sounds. It's distracting," Ye Chen muttered, doing his best to stay focused.
"I-I don't know why this is happening... Ahhh... I can't help it..." Lin Rouxi bit her lip, her hands covering her mouth as best she could, but her voice still escaped.
The five-minute treatment felt like an eternity for Ye Chen. Her soft skin, her moans, and her fragrance tested his self-control to the limit. His own desires began to stir, but he clenched his teeth and continued professionally.
Finally, the massage ended.
Lin Rouxi's cheeks were flushed deep red. Her breath was ragged, and she quickly pushed Ye Chen away. "T-That's enough! Thank you..."
She stood up awkwardly, legs weak from both relief and embarrassment. She quickly retrieved her skirt and staggered toward her room.
Ye Chen instinctively reached out to support her, but she pulled away. "Don't... if you touch me again, I might lose control."
She disappeared into her room and shut the door.
Ye Chen was left alone in the living room, sighing deeply.
Inside her room, Lin Rouxi quickly removed her damp undergarments. Her face burned with shame as she realized what had happened. She knew exactly what the sticky sensation meant, and it left her mortified.
"I… I let that happen... with my own student..."
She covered her face with both hands, unable to imagine how she'd face Ye Chen again. After cleaning herself and putting on fresh clothes, Lin Rouxi lay down, heart still racing from the experience that felt more intimate than she had ever expected.
And somewhere, deep down, a strange curiosity toward Ye Chen had taken root...
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