Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

"Xiao Yan, have you really studied Chinese medicine?"

Suffering in pain, Han Xueying spoke in a coquettish tone. Li Zhiyan couldn't imagine what it would be like if such a voice continued to echo.

It was such a beautiful and melodious voice.

Li Zhiyan, holding Han Xueying's silky feet wrapped in stockings, then said, "Yes, Aunt Han, I've studied Chinese medicine for quite a long time. Aside from poor academic performance, there's a lot more I'm good at. I'm especially capable of dealing with symptoms like these. Aunt Han, let me help you take off your stockings."

Han Xueying did not doubt Li Zhiyan's words.

She knew that Li Zhiyan was not lying; apart from his studies, he was very proficient in other things.

For instance, he owned his bubble tea shop at a young age, and even bought his own house, among other achievements.

Li Zhiyan gently placed his hand on Han Xueying's beautiful leg.

He then grabbed the edge of the stockings and pulled them off.

When the stocking scraped over the twisted area,

Han Xueying let out another slightly painful sound.

"Ah..."

The coquettish tone caused Li Zhiyan's soul to tremble.

Aunt Han's voice was just too pleasant, as if it held some sort of magic.

"Aunt Han, your injury is quite serious. If not treated in time, I'm afraid you won't be able to go to school to work in the next few days."

As a skilled practitioner of Chinese medicine, Li Zhiyan was very concerned about the patient's condition.

As for those beautiful legs he had just undressed of their stockings, along with the fair feet, he did not even steal a glance.

A doctor's benevolence...

Although the role of a counselor was a very leisurely job, Han Xueying took it very seriously and responsibly and didn't want to take leave for such a matter.

"Xiao Yan, can you treat such an injury?"

At that moment, Han Xueying's voice was still coquettish, sounding more and more like someone who was pouting, making Li Zhiyan recall a familiar phrase, "Where's my husband?"

"Don't worry, Aunt Han, my Chinese medicine skills aren't just for show."

"Since I said so, I can definitely heal you." Chapter Stay:

Li Zhiyan's expression turned serious, and his hands gently moved towards the injured part of Han Xueying's leg.

"Ah..."

The feeling of pain hit her, and Han Xueying's voice was incredibly sultry; at that moment, Li Zhiyan actually felt a pang of heartache.

Aunt Han must be in tremendous pain.

He then activated his skills, maximizing his ability to massage and alleviate the pain.

Soon, as Li Zhiyan gently kneaded, Han Xueying's condition improved significantly.

She could clearly feel her pain fading away.

And it gradually became quite comfortable.

"Xiao Yan, your hands feel so comfortable..."

Han Xueying's voice remained coquettish, which made Li Zhiyan feel 20 times more delighted.

In his previous life, he had never discovered that Aunt Han could switch from a caring elder sister to being like Yang Mi speaking beside him under extreme emotional conditions.

"Aunt Han, my Chinese medicine abilities are indeed very powerful. Just sit back and relax, and I'll give you a massage."

"Once the massage is over, your injury should be completely healed, and you can go to class as usual tomorrow."

With that, Li Zhiyan's massage moved down to Han Xueying's calf.

"Xiao Yan, why are you massaging Auntie's calf?"

Han Xueying was somewhat puzzled, but she felt she didn't understand Chinese medicine.

It probably was a medical issue, she guessed.

"Aunt Han, the meridians in the calf are closely connected to the ankle."

"So, I need to give you a thorough massage."

Li Zhiyan was very serious, and then moved his hands onto Han Xueying's thigh, helping her to massage it.

"Xiao Yan..."

"Do you also need to massage... the thigh?"

The massage felt so comfortable that Han Xueying's tone became even more saccharine at that moment.

"Yes, Aunt Han, just sit here and enjoy my massage."

Han Xueying nodded slightly, and as Li Zhiyan's massage continued, she always felt like he was touching her legs.

But she also felt that her heart was in respectful awe; just because Li Zhiyan had a fondness for mature women didn't mean he didn't respect her as an elder.

In her moment of despair, if it hadn't been for Li Zhiyan's arrival, she would probably have been left sitting on the ground, enduring the pain of a twisted ankle.

With eyes closed and without a word, Han Xueying quietly savored Li Zhiyan's hands massaging back and forth on her legs.

Li Zhiyan watched his hands and was increasingly recognizing the value of the massage skill bestowed on him by the system.

Love, it all begins with a massage.

However, Auntie Jiang's hands were also miraculous. She had helped him before and managed to reduce his hormones by one point.

Those jade-like hands were indeed adept, holding a mysterious equivalence to his own Chinese medicine massage techniques.

So, with the heart of a physician, Li Zhiyan continued to massage Aunt Han for half an hour.

Li Zhiyan could see clearly that the swelling in Han Xueying's ankle had completely subsided.

Although a slight mark was still visible, it basically no longer affected her ability to walk.

"Aunt Han, try walking and see if it still hurts."

Li Zhiyan went over to the kitchen and brought a slipper to Han Xueying.

After slipping it on, Han Xueying tried moving her ankle, and indeed, it no longer hurt.

After a few steps, she walked smoothly as if she had never sprained her ankle...

This marveled Han Xueying, and she felt somewhat guilty at the same time.