The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 128

Chapter 128: Chapter 128

Wu Song looked at Huang Rong and asked in disbelief, "Teacher Huang, what’s going on here?"

Huang Rong pointed to Guo Shiyi and said, "Wu Song, you’re an expert in this field... Here’s the situation with Teacher Guo."

Huang Rong briefly explained Guo Shiyi’s condition.

Wu Song pretended to listen attentively.

Actually, Wu Song already knew the content of their conversation earlier, and he even used his X-ray Vision to glance at Guo Shiyi’s private part. It was rosy and radiant, giving off a bewitching glow. Wu Song already knew what was going on. _{freew\e bnovel.com}

But at this moment, Wu Song still had to pretend not to know anything. After listening to Huang Rong, he looked at Guo Shiyi in surprise and said, "Although this is the first time I’ve encountered such a situation with Teacher Guo, I do have some knowledge. I’m not sure if it’s that specific condition; I need to verify it through examination."

Huang Rong exclaimed joyfully, "I knew Wu Song could handle it."

Guo Shiyi looked brightly at Wu Song, "Hmm, hmm, how do we proceed with the examination?"

Wu Song said seriously, "Examining the affected area."

Although Guo Shiyi had already guessed it, being told so directly by Wu Song made her slightly bashful, and she lowered her head a bit as she said, "Alright then, you can examine it."

With that, Guo Shiyi loosened her chest, and two large breasts bounced out, making Wu Song’s eyes shine brightly as he stared excitedly.

It was the first time he had seen breasts of such size—like big melons, plump and rosy, emitting a faint milk fragrance.

Indeed, she was a nursing young mother.

Wu Song swallowed, dry-mouthed, glanced at Guo Shiyi, and softly said, "May I touch them? Of course, I’m not taking advantage; I just want to see if your condition matches what’s described in the books."

Guo Shiyi nodded, "Alright, you can give it a try."

Wu Song nodded, and his hands grasped Guo Shiyi’s enormous breasts, realizing he couldn’t fit them into his hands.

Wu Song instinctively started to rub them; his movements were precise, and his fingers unconsciously pinched the nipples a bit. Guo Shiyi couldn’t help but moan softly, feeling waves of electricity spreading throughout her body from her chest.

Wu Song snapped back to reality, and with feigned seriousness, said, "Alright, looks just like the books described. I’ve confirmed the condition above. I’m not sure about the situation below."

As Wu Song finished speaking, he reluctantly let go of Guo Shiyi’s large breasts, looked at her, and said, "Could I check below?"

Guo Shiyi gently shook her head, glanced at Wu Song, and slowly opened her crossed legs, presenting her crotch to Wu Song.

Wu Song’s breath halted momentarily as he stared at Guo Shiyi’s crotch intently.

Her pubic hair was indeed lush!

Wu Song marveled internally.

This was a woman with strong desires.

Seeing Wu Song’s amazed expression, Guo Shiyi blushed and said awkwardly, "Is it too much?"

"What?" Wu Song played dumb.

"The hair," Guo Shiyi said weakly, lowering her head.

It’s embarrassing.

Every time she went to the bathhouse to take a shower, many people liked to look at her, because her hair was genuinely dense.

Sometimes, it made her quite embarrassed.

Wu Song, however, shook his head with a smile, "Not at all, it’s very pretty."

Guo Shiyi looked at Wu Song in surprise and exclaimed, "Very pretty?"

Wu Song nodded, "Yes, it’s very pretty indeed. You don’t think so?"

"I’ve never been told that; my husband always says I have too much hair," Guo Shiyi lowered her head shyly.

"Well, he doesn’t appreciate it. The density adds to the mystery of your ’clam’, making one want to explore what’s hidden below," Wu Song praised.

Guo Shiyi’s heart felt strange with bursts of joy. She asked, "So, did you see what’s wrong with me?"

"I haven’t looked closely yet; I’ve only seen your hair. But it indicates one thing: you’re a treasure to men," Wu Song said with a smile.

Guo Shiyi felt happy but pretended not to understand as she looked at Wu Song, "How am I a treasure to men?"

"Because you’re moist, and you enjoy being intimate with men. Isn’t that a treasure for them?" Wu Song explained with a smile, "There are many women who dislike being intimate, and doing it with their husbands feels like torture, turning men into beasts. That’s really boring."

Guo Shiyi moaned softly, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly, "Once two people are married, isn’t intimacy a normal part of married life? How could any woman think otherwise?"

"Well, those women aren’t normal. To put it harshly, they’re sick," Wu Song said.

Guo Shiyi giggled, "Hmm, I like the way you talk."

"Now, may I open your ’clam’ to take a look?" Wu Song pointed to Guo Shiyi’s crotch and asked.

"Shall I help you?" Guo Shiyi said and spread her legs, reaching her hand in and pushing aside the hair to reveal the hidden ’clam’.

Suddenly, a pink slit appeared before his eyes, resembling a clam opening its mouth. In the middle, rosy buds and tender flesh were vividly red, glowing with an eerie light.

Wu Song’s excitement rose uncontrollably, causing his pants to tent up significantly.

Guo Shiyi inadvertently caught sight of it, gasping in shock, her eyes widening in disbelief, she stared, her heart pounding: "Wow, it’s so big, I love it!"

Then she began to doubt, questioning whether it could be real? How could someone have something so large? She must be mistaken.

Yet, the massive organ seemed to hold a magical allure, making it difficult to look away, even forgetting that Wu Song was still examining her private part intently.

At the side, Huang Rong watched them both caught in a strange trance.

One couldn’t tear their gaze from the private part, while the other was transfixed by the large organ.

She couldn’t help but remind, "Wu Song, how is it? Did you figure out any issues?"

Wu Song and Guo Shiyi snapped back to reality.

Wu Song nonchalantly withdrew his gaze.

Guo Shiyi, like being shocked, lowered her head but quickly looked up, eagerly asking Wu Song, "So, did you find anything wrong?"

"Yes, it matches my hypothesis. It’s a case of Yin Qi stagnation and imbalanced Yin-Yang, causing the milk flow issue," Wu Song replied earnestly.

"How did you deduce that?" Huang Rong curiously fixated on Wu Song.

"You see, her breasts are unusually large, and her private part is an abnormal shade of red, both indicators of Yin Qi stagnation and Yin-Yang imbalance," Wu Song pointed at Guo Shiyi’s breasts and private part.

Guo Shiyi and Huang Rong both looked at her breasts and private part, agreeing it resembled what Wu Song described.

"So how can it be treated? Can you treat it?" Huang Rong asked helplessly.

Guo Shiyi hastily nodded, eagerly gazing at Wu Song for a response.

But she continued to sneak glances at Wu Song’s crotch; the impressive tent had calmed down quite a bit, causing her to wonder if she had misunderstood what she saw earlier.

Wu Song glanced at Huang Rong and replied, "The treatment is simple; we’ll just help her release the Yin Qi and achieve Yin-Yang balance, which will quickly resolve the issue."

"Yin-Yang balance? Release the Yin Qi? How do you propose doing that?"

Huang Rong and Guo Shiyi both looked at Wu Song, curious about how he planned to proceed.

Wu Song glanced at Guo Shiyi’s private part again, feeling a stir in his heart, and said, "It’s simple too. Find a strong man to engage with her in a Yin-Yang exchange, allowing her to release Yin Qi and absorb Yang Qi. The problem will naturally be resolved."

"Hmm, her husband is the most suitable candidate," Wu Song added.

Guo Shiyi and Huang Rong were both briefly dumbfounded, soon their expressions turned peculiar.

Guo Shiyi’s heart raced as she sneaked a glance at Wu Song’s crotch; the impressive tent had reappeared, with the rounded tip visibly protruding, making her private part tremble, secreting nectar.

Huang Rong coughed slightly and said, "Do you think if her husband was up to the task, she would have this issue?"

Guo Shiyi lowered her head, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Then what do you suggest?" Wu Song shrugged.

Huang Rong squinted, glancing at Wu Song’s tent, and said to Guo Shiyi, "How about letting Wu Song engage in a Yin-Yang exchange with you? Would you be able to accept that?"