Yang Wanqing looked haggard, her eyes red and swollen, webbed with bloodshot lines.

"Sister Yang! How is it?"

Xia Bei hurriedly asked.

"Are you really skilled in medicine? How confident are you? If she can't be woken, will it affect Xiaoxue's body?" Yang Wanqing hesitated a moment, then asked.

She didn't quite believe that such a young man could actually treat tumors; it was all just Song Yanjiao boasting. But that night, she did feel his miraculous massage techniques.

She was at her wit's end now. Xiaoxue hadn't woken up yet, and doctors said the chances of waking were slim. She had no choice but to seek him out!

"Sister Yang, it won't happen, I can wake her up!"

Xia Bei said, somewhat excited.

Yang Wanqing squinted her eyes, still a bit skeptical, but thinking of her unconscious daughter, she had no choice but to grit her teeth, "Then... go ahead! How will you treat her?"

"Oh! With golden needles, I brought them!"

Xia Bei took out a pouch of needles.

Yang Wanqing nodded, turned around, and led him into the ward. It was still early morning, the doctors hadn't made their rounds, and she hadn't contacted the nurses, shutting the door and motioning for Xia Bei to hurry.

Xia Bei glanced at the girl on the hospital bed, stepped forward, checked her pulse, and examined her physical condition.

She was still alive but unconscious, basically in a vegetative state.

"Sister Yang, next, I will insert the golden needles into your daughter's head acupuncture points to repair the damaged nerves. Don't worry, and don't be afraid." Xia Bei took out the golden needle, found the acupuncture point, and inserted the needle.

Yang Wanqing watched from the opposite side, her heart pounding with fear and trepidation.

Her whole body trembled from extreme tension.

Looking at his tender face, she felt a bit regretful. He was so young; how could he possibly have such great skills? It was all Song Yanjiao's bragging, deceiving her, and laughably, she believed it, even letting him treat her daughter.

But it had already started, and she couldn't stop it.

Xia Bei held his breath, focused, inserting one needle after another, infusing Yang Qi with utmost care, as this was the head, with its intricate structures. After a while, he started sweating.

Half an hour passed, and he was dripping with sweat.

Yang Wanqing watched even more worried, glancing at the time, desperate, "How is it? It's not working, Xiaoxue isn't waking up, is she?"

As she spoke, she became extremely fearful, tears streaming down.

"Sister Yang, don't worry, it's almost there..."

Xia Bei comforted her.

After another moment, his expression relaxed significantly, and after a bit more treatment, they heard a soft moan; the girl on the hospital bed moved and awoke, slowly opening her eyes.

"Xiaoxue?!"

Yang Wanqing was stunned, her beautiful eyes widened, completely unable to believe it.

Then she trembled with excitement, rushed forward, crying tears of joy.

"Xiaoxue, you woke up? It's alright now; mom is here!" She tightly grasped her daughter's hand.

"Sister Yang, don't get overly excited, the treatment isn't finished yet." Xia Bei hurriedly reminded.

"Ah! I'm sorry! Dr. Xia, I got too excited; I'm just so happy!" Yang Wanqing raised her head, her face turning very ashamed, very embarrassed.

She really didn't expect that he truly had the skill, a miraculous doctor!

Yet she had scolded him, even calling him Song Yanjiao's pet dog. Thinking back now, she was immensely regretful, wanting to find a hole to hide in.

"Dr. Xia, I'm sorry! Just now I..."

"It's alright!"

Xia Bei continued focusing on the treatment.

Seeing her daughter was fine, Yang Wanqing looked up, examining this tender face, suddenly blushed, recalling the night she was drunk and the memory of being massaged by him.

Did he seem to have touched her body? Maybe even kissed?

Thump thump thump!

Her heart raced a bit, endlessly embarrassed, thinking about how, despite being insulted by her, he continued to stay. Was he interested in her?

But his age was really too young, seemingly only eighteen, while she was already over thirty with a daughter!

Ugh!

What am I thinking!

She quickly snapped out of it, lowered her head, but her heart couldn't calm down, occasionally glancing up at him.

"Done!"

A moment later, Xia Bei collected the golden needles, then pinched the girl's wrist, infusing Yang Qi to restore her body, and soon her complexion returned to normal, her consciousness clear.

Yang Wanqing was stunned, immensely shocked.

"Dr... Dr. Xia, you..."

She felt increasingly ashamed, recalling the words she had used to insult him earlier, wishing she could slap herself a few times; what a ruffian, he was clearly an extraordinarily skilled miraculous doctor, Song Yanjiao's words were all true!

"Sister Yang, your daughter is fine now, very healthy. If you're still worried, have the doctors check again, she can be discharged by noon." Xia Bei said with a smile.

"Really?"

Yang Wanqing found it hard to believe, quickly called the doctor for a comprehensive check-up, confirmed everything was fine, and very soon Xiaoxue was discharged. Xia Bei originally planned to leave, but she warmly invited him into the car, saying she wanted to take him home for a meal to express her gratitude.

Returning to her home, she first tucked her daughter into bed, lulled her to sleep, then came back, saying she would go buy groceries.

Xia Bei stood up, wanting to say it wasn't necessary, but he had expended a lot of Yang Qi during treatment, without resting, now feeling a bit weak, hadn't even spoken when he swayed slightly, about to fall.

"Dr. Xia!"

Yang Wanqing hurriedly stepped forward, just in time to catch him, held him in her arms, her face blushing too because his face had just buried into her chest, amidst those white and full bosoms, amid the rubbing, waves of strange, tingling sensations surged, making her blush, her delicate body feeling a wave of heat...

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