Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

"What?" Shangguan Na was taken aback, not understanding.

Wu Liang coughed lightly and explained, "In technical terms, it means lifting your shirt to expose your lower abdomen. I need to insert the needle accurately."

Shangguan Na looked at his hands and suddenly asked, "Did you bring needles?"

Wu Liang reached into his robes and casually pulled out a palm-sized needle pouch wrapped in blue cloth. He waved it in front of her and smiled, "I brought it with me; it's a doctor's everyday item."

Actually, he had already thought of a treatment plan when he left home in the morning.

Shangguan Na's alluring face, capable of bewitching the soul, and her slender, graceful figure—this stunning beauty, capable of bringing ruin to a nation, had delivered herself right to his doorstep for him to cure.

If he doesn't take this opportunity to feast his eyes, would he still be Wu Liang?

Do you think you're doing right by Wu Xiaoliang and by looking at your own eyes?

So, he didn't hesitate at all before leaving the house.

Needle pouch, you must bring it!

What are the drawbacks of herbal decoctions that are slow to take effect and accompanied by pain?

Although it was an attempt to steer the conversation toward acupuncture, Wu Liang was not lying; acupuncture treatment was indeed the fastest-acting treatment!

Acupuncture is fast and deep, and you can even look at it legitimately. It's the best of both worlds, so why not use it?

As for medical ethics and the principle of not looking at what is improper?

Pooh!

That was Liu Xiahui, not Wu Liang.

He was indeed a doctor, but he was also a hot-blooded man who couldn't resist a pretty girl.

It's a freebie that's practically handed to you; only a fool wouldn't take it!

Shangguan Na looked at the needle pouch, then at Wu Liang's calm face, and then at the soft couch.

She bit her lower lip, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. But remembering her earlier plan, she forcibly suppressed her embarrassment.

She slowly walked to the soft couch and sat down.

After hesitating for a moment, with her back to Wu Liang, she began to untie the exquisite embroidered belt around her waist, her fingers stiff.

The collar of his outer garment slowly loosened.

Wu Liang stood not far behind her, opened his needle pouch, took out a slender silver needle, and twirled it between his fingertips.

The room was very quiet.

The only sounds were the rustling of fabric and the soft breathing of the two people.

Sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on the soft couch and on Shangguan Na's slightly trembling shoulders and back.

An indescribable atmosphere of ambiguity and tension permeated the air.

Shangguan Na fiddled with her fingers on her belt for a long time before finally managing to unfasten the jade clasp. The "click" was very soft, but to Wu Liang's ears, it sounded almost like the banging of a gong or drum.

Here it comes!

On the surface, he appeared to be focused on his nose and mind, like a saint who thought, "I'm a professional doctor, and all I see are acupoints." But in reality, his peripheral vision was already glued to the gradually emerging scenery.

When the outer garment is parted, a moon-white silk undergarment is revealed underneath. It is a thin layer that clings to the body, its curves vaguely visible, making it even more alluring.

She gripped the hem of her dress with both hands and slowly lifted it up, the movement so slow it was like being slowly tortured, tormenting herself while... enjoying it.

First, there's the waist.

Oops! So white!

It looks like it was carved from mutton fat jade, fine and tough, without a single bit of excess flesh.

Under the sunlight, her skin shone with a delicate and soft glow, looking very smooth.

The hem of her dress continued to rise, revealing her flat stomach.

Her figure was sleek, and her navel was small, rising and falling slightly with her tense breathing.

Further up... the hem of the dress stopped, gripped tightly in her hand, positioned two inches above her navel. But that was enough; a large expanse of her snow-white, delicate waist and abdomen was now laid bare before Wu Liang's eyes.

Wu Liang felt his throat was a little dry, and his heart was pounding like a drum.

But he remained composed, his facial expression under excellent control, still displaying the focused and serious demeanor of a doctor, even with his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were contemplating the depth and angle of the needle insertion.

Only he knew that his mind was racing: I made a killing! I made a fucking huge killing! This trip to Beiyong was totally worth it!

He took two steps forward and sat down on the edge of the tatami mat.

We're closer now.

I was so close I could see the tiny millet-like bumps on her skin from nervousness and shame, and I could smell her delicate, sweet fragrance that seemed to waft right into my nose.

"relax."

He spoke, his voice a little hoarse, and quickly cleared it, "Disinfect."

He took out a cotton swab and held it with tweezers. As he reached out, his fingertips "inadvertently" brushed lightly against the skin on the side of her lower abdomen.

The texture is warm, soft, smooth, and creamy.

It was also a bit chilly.

Shangguan Na shuddered, as if she had been electrocuted, and her muscles instantly tensed like iron plates.

Wu Liang chuckled inwardly, but his hands moved steadily as he used cotton swabs to wipe several key areas on that snow-white patch. The coolness of the medicinal wine made her shiver a few times, and her skin rippled slightly, making one dizzy.

After disinfecting, he picked up the needle.

His gaze "professionally" locked onto the Qihai acupoint, but what he was thinking was: This skin must offer little resistance and feel good when a needle is inserted.

The first acupuncture point is Qihai (CV6).

The needle tip pierced through.

The feel was indeed excellent, penetrating the delicate skin and reaching the acupoints.

Wu Liang twirled the needle's end, channeling his inner energy into it, feeling the stagnation beneath the acupoints. His eyes, however, lingered uncontrollably on the exposed area of ​​his waist and abdomen.

Wow, so fair skin... such a slim waist... those curves... even her belly button is so beautiful...

Tsk tsk tsk~~~

As he performed the acupuncture, he unabashedly admired the work with his professional gaze.

From her slender waist to her flat stomach, and then to the alluring curves half-hidden by the hem of her dress... not an inch was overlooked.

While inserting the needle, he would occasionally "adjust" the angle or depth of the needle with his fingers, and the back of his fingers would "unintentionally" brush against her soft skin.

With every slight touch, I could feel her body trembling and tense, and the faint, suppressed breaths she was trying to take.

This feeling... is fucking exciting.

Wu Liang was overflowing with satisfaction.

Healing with his hands, eating ice cream with his eyes, and occasionally he can even "touch" them.

This is hardly a medical visit.

This is enjoyable!

……

One needle after another.

Guanyuan, Zhongji, Zigong, Guilai...

Wu Liang inserted the needle quickly and accurately, but his gaze swept over the area slowly and carefully.

Watching Shangguan Na's brows furrow slightly due to the soreness, watching her embarrassed appearance with her eyes tightly closed and her long eyelashes trembling, watching her rosy lips unconsciously part slightly, exhaling soft breaths tinged with pain and a different meaning...

This scene is more exciting than any erotic picture.

Vibrant life, right before his eyes, is there for him to admire.

Wu Liang even had the leisure to make a comparison: Hmm, her skin didn't seem as fair as Jiang Qingluan's, but her waist seemed slimmer, and her skin was firmer. Could it be because she often rode horses?

However, Jiang Qingluan's belly felt quite nice to the touch, soft and smooth, like jelly.

Wow, they're all top-notch!

Throughout the process, Wu Liang appeared serious and attentive, but inside he was overjoyed.

Internal energy depletion?

What's a little fatigue?

Compared to the beautiful scenery before us, it's nothing!

……