The Young Urban Doctor

“Sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose,” he hastily apologized, fearing Yang Qingyin would be angry.

When she opened her eyes and saw Luo Ziling turn his head aside, sitting up straight, Yang Qingyin couldn’t help but laugh.

This young man was so endearing.

Her father, Yang Yunlin, had said Luo Ziling often visited Ouyang Feifei’s private house, and Fang Dongxun had also mentioned it. But the current Yang Qingyin didn’t believe there was anything shady going on between Luo Ziling and Ouyang Feifei. From Luo Ziling’s restrained behavior while massaging her just now, she could sense that this young man had not engaged in intimate actions with women before; otherwise, he wouldn’t have behaved like that.

Seeing Luo Ziling looking quite embarrassed, Yang Qingyin spoke softly, “Ziling, I feel much better now. How about you continue with the acupuncture? Either numb me or let me sleep, then I won’t be scared.”

“Okay,” Luo Ziling felt the blanket being pulled and knew Yang Qingyin was covering her body with it, so he turned his head back, “No need for anesthesia, it’s harmful to the body and you’ll feel lethargic tomorrow. I’ll just help you sleep before continuing with the acupuncture therapy. Lie down properly, first on your stomach, and I’ll give you a full-body massage, I guarantee you’ll fall asleep quickly.”

Yang Qingyin obediently turned over, and Luo Ziling could feel her muscles stiffening with tension again.

Therefore, he started by massaging a few acupoints on her head.

Soon after, Yang Qingyin relaxed and started feeling sleepy.

After Luo Ziling massaged her head, neck, shoulders, arms, back, and legs, the desire to sleep had grown very strong.

Any defenses she had against Luo Ziling had vanished to some unknown part of Java.

When Luo Ziling helped her turn over, she was almost unguarded.

Even if Luo Ziling had taken liberties with her, she might have yielded with half-hearted resistance.

But Luo Ziling did not do anything inappropriate to her and just continued with the massage.

Finally, while Luo Ziling was massaging her shoulders and head, she fell asleep.

She had no idea what happened next.

The only sensation in her sleep was her body becoming more and more comfortable.

When Yang Qingyin woke up, it was already three o’clock in the morning.

Having slept for so long, physiological needs still had to be addressed.

Upon waking, she saw the lights were still on in the room, she was wrapped in a robe, lying in bed.

On the other side of the bed, Luo Ziling was sleeping in his clothes, his body turned towards her, seeming to be sleeping soundly.

The distance between their bodies was about one meter or so.

If she didn’t lean forward, she probably wouldn’t be able to touch him even if she reached out her hand.

Seeing Luo Ziling sleeping at the edge of the bed, where he might fall off with a turn, Yang Qingyin felt a warm feeling in her heart, and just lay on her side, quietly watching for a while. The light was dim, but the freshly awakened Yang Qingyin still found it bright enough; her eyesight was good and she could see Luo Ziling’s expression clearly.

As she watched, lost in thought, she couldn’t help but move her body, wanting to get closer and touch his handsome face, but ultimately, she didn’t.

She got up quietly, went to the bathroom to attend to nature’s call, and after a careful check of her body and finding nothing amiss, Yang Qingyin felt both relieved and a little disappointed.

Relieved because she had indeed not misjudged him; Luo Ziling was quite an innocent young man. During the massage, he did not take any liberties with her, let alone attempt to take advantage of her or violate her.

Disappointed because her body’s allure to him wasn’t as strong as she thought; she had let down all her guards, leaving herself at his mercy, yet he had done nothing to her.

Women, sometimes, are just that contradictory; no matter what you do, you’re bound to disappoint them.

After staying in the bathroom for a while, Yang Qingyin changed into a new robe and walked back to the bed as quietly as she could.

By then, Luo Ziling had woken up, and upon seeing the quietly seated Yang Qingyin, he spoke softly, “Senior, how do you feel?”

“It’s as if I’ve been reborn,” Yang Qingyin said as she slid under the covers next to Luo Ziling, smiling at him, “How many needles did you use on me?”

“Quite a few, at least fifteen or more. I’m exhausted, nearly fainted from lack of strength,” Luo Ziling laughed awkwardly, “I forgot to tell you, energy therapy is very taxing. Last time I treated Li Haiyang, I almost passed out. After the treatment, I was so weak I couldn’t get up from the floor. Today was nearly the same, but I believe the effort I exerted should yield good results.”

“I don’t feel any discomfort at all now, just refreshed and clear-headed,” Yang Qingyin’s smile grew even more tender, and then she instructed Luo Ziling, “Take off your clothes and get some good sleep.”

“It’s okay,” Luo Ziling shook his head in refusal, “I can sleep like this, no problem.”

“Sleeping in clothes is so uncomfortable,” Yang Qingyin said as she touched Luo Ziling’s face, cracking a joke, “Are you still afraid of a girl taking advantage of you?”

“It’s not that,” Luo Ziling shook his head, his expression becoming even more embarrassed, “I’d rather stay like this.”

Yang Qingyin’s face turned red…