Qiao Zhi ignored them.

Qiao Hui, worried her sister had offended Wang Xiaoqiang, appeared very anxious and immediately explained to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Mr. Wang, please don't be angry. Because of her long-term illness, Qiao Zhi's complexion is quite poor, and her mood is also very bad. I hope Mr. Wang can be understanding..."

This was somewhat like praising her sister indirectly, but it was the truth. If Qiao Zhi's complexion were better, she really would be an unparalleled beauty. They always say hybrids are superior, that mixed-race children are prettier, and it seems it's indeed true...

Wang Xiaoqiang mused to himself with the mindset of a farmer.

"Hehe, Little Qiang won't mind!" Zhong Ping timely smoothed things over, and in her heart, she also admired Wang Xiaoqiang for not being swayed by beauty. It was impressive! It made her look good.

"I don't have much time. I aim to complete the treatment within an hour. First, tell me about your sister's condition so I know how to proceed," said Wang Xiaoqiang coldly, his last phrase somewhat crude. This caused Qiao Zhi to frown slightly. She had been pondering this ever since she arrived; since the other party would use Qi Gong Healing, there would definitely be physical contact.

The thought of a strange man touching her body repelled her.

Qiao Hui recounted Qiao Zhi's illness and the general treatment she had received. Wang Xiaoqiang listened and thought there was some truth to what traditional Chinese medicine said. He didn't even bother to respond.

At a glance, he knew Qiao Zhi was a person who favored stillness over movement; such people often have a weak spleen and are easily angered, prone to suppressing their anger, which could harm the liver. A weak spleen and damaged liver could provide fertile conditions for tumors.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang was confident in his treatment, he didn't dare to make any guarantees. Thus, he said, "I'll say the ugly part up front. Since I've agreed to treat, I will definitely do my best. However, I can't guarantee any results after the treatment because I've never dealt with this kind of illness before."

"Mr. Wang, please proceed with the treatment without worries. As for the compensation, I don't know if Sister Ping has mentioned it, but regardless of whether the treatment is effective or not, we will pay the full amount," Qiao Hui knew what to say.

Wang Xiaoqiang's gaze shifted back to Qiao Zhi, saying, "Well then, since nobody has any objections, Miss Qiao, please come with me to the bedroom!"

At Zhang Cheng's words, the three women were all taken aback. First was Qiao Zhi, whose face immediately showed a flush of panic. She had never been alone in a room with a boy, let alone had any physical contact.

Zhong Ping was a bit puzzled, thinking to herself that last time he treated her right here in the living room. To avoid touching her body, he only pressed his hand on hers. Why was it different now...

Zhong Ping now thought Wang Xiaoqiang was a bit rogue, but she wouldn't say it out loud. She thought Qiao Zhi was too self-righteous and arrogant, not even greeting him properly. He came to treat her illness; if one speaks bluntly, he was there to save her life. To not show the minimum etiquette... such a person deserved to be taught a lesson by Wang Xiaoqiang.

Yet, Qiao Hui didn't think the same way. If it was possible to treat in public, of course, she wouldn't want her sister to be alone with Wang Xiaoqiang in a room. Therefore, she said, "Mr. Wang, is that really appropriate? Can't the treatment be done just the same in the living room?"

"Of course it's not the same. Qi Gong Healing is a very private affair, most afraid of being disturbed by others. If one isn't careful, not only will the treatment fail, but it can also injure both the practitioner and the patient," Wang Xiaoqiang bluffed.

In fact, he didn't want too many people to see his treatment process, and also, he wanted the arrogant Qiao Zhi to pay a price.

"Uh..." Qiao Hui was momentarily lost, her gaze turning toward Qiao Zhi, "Azhi, don't be afraid. Go with Mr. Wang,"

Qiao Zhi bit her lip and nodded. Though she seemed cold and prideful on the surface, deep down she hoped her illness could be cured soon, especially without the removal of her breast. It was what she fervently wished for in an era that valued sensual beauty, in a society where women took pride in large chests and beautiful breasts. If a woman lost her breasts, what use was a pretty face?

Which man would want her, beggars on the street excluded.

Seeing Qiao Zhi consent, Wang Xiaoqiang stood up and walked to the guest bedroom he had slept in the night before.

Qiao Zhi, reluctantly, followed him.

Wang Xiaoqiang entered the bedroom and stood by the door. After Qiao Zhi came in, he closed the door. Before closing it, she saw the reproachful look from Zhong Ping and a somewhat regretful look from Qiao Hui.

After entering the room, Qiao Zhi walked straight to the window and stood silently facing it, pretending to enjoy the scenery. In reality, she saw nothing outside, her mind blank and her heart in turmoil.

Seeing that Qiao Zhi did not initiate conversation, Wang Xiaoqiang was not surprised. After all, they were still strangers, and now these two strangers were about to engage in intimate physical contact. Embarrassment was inevitable. Wang Xiaoqiang sat down on the Simmons bed and leisurely said, "Miss Qiao, let's begin!"

Upon hearing these words, Qiao Zhi's delicate body trembled slightly. Then she turned her head, her pair of autumn-water-like eyes staring coldly at Wang Xiaoqiang, with still a trace of hostility in them, as if she were looking at a bad guy about to violate her. Wang Xiaoqiang shrugged and said, "Miss Qiao, you don't need to look at me like that.

I'm not a bad person, I'm just someone here to treat you. If you don't mind, you can call me a doctor or grandmaster. Come on, come over..." Wang Xiaoqiang gestured to her.

Qiao Zhi hesitated. Life and chastity were like the two ends of a scale, fluctuating in her heart, and eventually, life tipped the scale over chastity. She pursed her red lips and moved her lotus steps toward the bed, sitting down by the edge. A cold fragrance wafted over, an odd scent emanating from Qiao Zhi.

Wang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and continued to counsel, "Miss Qiao, don't think of yourself as a woman, but as a patient... do you understand?" Qiao Zhi paid no attention to Wang Xiaoqiang. "Come on, take off your skirt, lie down..." Wang Xiaoqiang said seriously, though his voice sounded more like that of a big hoaxster.

Half an hour later...

"Alright, get dressed and come out!" Wang Xiaoqiang said, rising and walking out of the room. In the living room, Qiao Hui wore a look of anxiety and anticipation, fixing her eyes on Wang Xiaoqiang and asking, "How did it go, Mr. Wang?"

"Everything went smoothly, don't worry!"

After receiving Wang Xiaoqiang's reply, Qiao Hui let out a sigh of relief, then quickly headed towards the bedroom. Upon seeing her sister with sweat on her forehead and a flushed face getting dressed, Qiao Hui's face showed a look of pity, as if her sister's chastity had been taken.

But Qiao Hui said nothing, instead embracing her sister, taking out a tissue to wipe her sweat, and after a long pause, they walked out together.

In the living room, Zhong Ping looked at Wang Xiaoqiang with a playful smile and whispered, "You little rascal, isn't your healing method a bit too intense?"

"Sister Ping, her condition is special, much more severe than yours, I couldn't afford the slightest distraction..." Wang Xiaoqiang explained.

"Alright, no need to explain, I'm not blaming you," Zhong Ping leaned closer to Wang Xiaoqiang and murmured, "It's best to keep this between us, otherwise who knows how many men would be jealous of you, it could bring unnecessary trouble..."

At that moment, the Qiao sisters walked out of the bedroom. Qiao Hui smiled and said, "What are you two whispering about?"

Zhong Ping smiled and said, "I was asking him if he was confident about the treatment."

Qiao Hui said, "That's exactly what I wanted to ask." she said, her gaze turning to Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang said, "I've said before, I can't guarantee the effectiveness of the treatment, it needs observation, of course, Qiao Zhi herself should have some feelings about it..."

To everyone's surprise, Qiao Zhi, who had not spoken before, finally broke the silence, "I feel much better now."

This statement left the other three astonished.

Wang Xiaoqiang was right, only Qiao Zhi could truly sense the condition of her treatment. He had used three types of Spiritual Energy to treat Qiao Zhi and had not skimped on it. He thought Qiao Zhi ought to have felt it, and indeed she distinctly felt the strange sensation of Spiritual Energy entering her liver and spleen, the comfort and satisfaction.

After sweating profusely, she felt her body light and floating, as if she were reborn.

After her initial surprise, Qiao Hui said, "Mr. Wang, thank you so much for today. I will fulfill my promise right away, ten million. Do you prefer a bank transfer or a check?"

"Whatever suits you!" Wang Xiaoqiang said indifferently.

"Then I'll write a check." Qiao Hui had prepared the check in advance, saying this, she took out the check and began to sign it from her handbag.

Receiving the check for ten million cash from Qiao Hui, Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Observe for a week after returning home, and further treatment will depend on the progress of the illness."

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. Can I have your phone number?" Qiao Hui asked.

"Of course." Having received the money, Wang Xiaoqiang was naturally in high spirits, pocketing the check and giving his mobile number to Qiao Hui.

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