Chapter 48: A C-Cup Bra Doesn't Suit You

As soon as Hao Lei saw Ye Qiong and Wang Ying, she called out to them.

"What are you two doing here?"

Hao Lei's question was casual, merely out of curiosity.

Ye Qiong pointed directly at Zhang Shen and said, "Ask him."

At that moment, the three women all turned their gazes to Zhang Shen, flooding him with conflicting emotions. Yet each of the women had her own thoughts.

Hao Lei said, "Zhang Shen has been with me this whole time. What does he have to do with you?"

Ye Qiong replied, "Ms. Hao, look at Wang Ying's right foot—it's still swollen."

Only then did Hao Lei notice that Ye Qiong had been supporting Wang Ying, and indeed, Wang Ying's right foot was somewhat puffed up.

"Wang Ying, what happened to you?"

Wang Ying was at a loss for how to answer. Ye Qiong spoke up, "He set Xiaoying's bone for her. She's still in pain."

Hearing this, Hao Lei instinctively fixed her gaze on Zhang Shen.

Zhang Shen replied calmly, "Miss Ye, let's be fair. Wang Ying hurt her foot herself. If I hadn't just set her bone, she'd still be sitting on the stairs outside the principal's office. To think you study medicine and can't even distinguish a fracture! All that knowledge wasted."

Ye Qiong, stung by Zhang Shen's retort, could only force out, "If you hadn't insisted on going to the principal's office, we wouldn't have needed to accompany you. Anyway, it's all your fault."

Hao Lei, hearing Ye Qiong's feeble defense, finally understood what had happened. She said, "Enough, you two. Wang Ying, how are you feeling? Do you need—"

Before she could finish, Zhang Shen interjected, "Her right foot seems to have a lump; it's difficult for her to move. I could treat her with acupuncture."

"Acupuncture?" Hao Lei was skeptical. The young man before her had been recommended by the principal to join her class. Only a few senior professors at the school practiced acupuncture; could this newcomer really know the skill?

With genuine confusion, Hao Lei asked, "Do you really know how?"

"Of course. Would I lie to a teacher?"

Zhang Shen's innocent and forthright manner compelled Hao Lei to trust him.

"In that case, let him treat Wang Ying first!"

With Hao Lei's permission, Wang Ying nodded in agreement, and Ye Qiong, though an outsider in the matter, had nothing more to say.

Zhang Shen had Wang Ying sit on the stone bench in the pavilion. Seeing her head bowed awkwardly, he removed her high heels and stockings for her. The scene was undeniably intimate.

Thus Wang Ying's pale feet were exposed to the air, and soon a warm hand grasped them.

Zhang Shen lifted Wang Ying's right foot and, using his thigh for support, gently placed her injured foot upon it.

Ye Qiong was somewhat annoyed but turned her head away out of respect for those present. Wang Ying had already buried her face deep in her arms, while Hao Lei seemed to watch with great interest.

Zhang Shen first soothed the injured area with the warmth of his palm. Perhaps it was the first time a strange man had touched her ankle; Wang Ying dared not speak, her breath becoming shallow, until she finally shut her eyes and let Zhang Shen do as he wished.

Then Zhang Shen inserted three prepared silver needles into several acupoints on her right foot. After a short while, he withdrew them.

"It's healed now. But for the next few days, don't wear those high heels again, lest the injury recur."

Zhang Shen's words were a reassurance to Wang Ying.

The three women finally came to their senses, their gazes converging on Wang Ying's injured foot. The spot that had just been red and swollen was now perfectly restored.

Wang Ying thanked him repeatedly, "Thank you, miracle doctor!"

Her words left Hao Lei with newfound respect for the young man before her. Previously, she might have taken "miracle doctor" as a jest, but now, having witnessed his skill, she understood why even a venerable principal like Chen Rong treated Zhang Shen with such courtesy.

Seeing Zhang Shen's impressive medical abilities, Hao Lei recalled her own chronic ailment and wanted to consult him. She said to Ye Qiong, "Wang Ying's foot is healed now. Take her back to rest. I'll show Zhang Shen around the school grounds."

Ye Qiong replied offhandedly, "Alright!"

Before leaving, Wang Ying's gaze lingered, reluctant to depart.

Once Ye Qiong and Wang Ying left, Zhang Shen noticed Hao Lei remained motionless, assuming she hadn't recovered from the previous events.

"Teacher, why aren't you moving?"

He had expected Hao Lei to praise his medical skill, but instead she said, "Miracle doctor, could you treat me as well?"

"Treat you? For your headaches, chest tightness, insomnia?"

"How did you know?"

Hao Lei was astonished that Zhang Shen had discerned her symptoms so easily. Though the issues weren't serious, she had never found their cause, and they had troubled her for a long time. Today, Zhang Shen had seen through her at a glance.

Hao Lei had no idea that Zhang Shen had used soul recognition techniques, and Zhang Shen naturally dared not tell her the truth. Her prominent figure had caught his eye, and despite himself, he couldn't help but glance at her twice.

"Is there a way to treat these symptoms? Please, miracle doctor, advise me."

"Of course there is."

Zhang Shen's response satisfied Hao Lei.

"How should it be treated?"

"First, we need to identify the cause. There are two methods: fast and slow."

After all that, Hao Lei still didn't know what illness she had. Listening to Zhang Shen, she realized this was the crucial question.

"Miracle doctor, what is the illness?"

Zhang Shen hesitated briefly before replying, "It's not serious. It's simply that one should wear shoes suited to one's feet."

Hao Lei was surprised that her illness could be related to shoes and feet.

"Miracle doctor, please stop beating around the bush. Be direct."

"It's that your chest size doesn't match your bra size."

Hearing this, Hao Lei stepped back twice and exclaimed, "Scoundrel!"

She was somewhat relieved she had sent Ye Qiong and Wang Ying away earlier.

Zhang Shen wasn't at all surprised by Hao Lei's new epithet. In his view, a normal woman hearing such an answer would react similarly. As a physician, his role was merely to explain and to heal.