The Harem of A Rustic Veterinarian
Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Chapter 156

Wu Song nonchalantly glanced at Cui Xiangsong and smiled, "Hello, you’re Xiangya’s cousin, right? I’m her master, Wu Song. Your sister is feeling a bit unwell, I’m helping her examine it, do you want to come and take a look together?"

"Huh? Sister is a doctor herself." Cui Xiangsong instinctively asked, then regretted it immediately. She’s still a nurse, of course, this is nonsense, but their current situation requires lies like this.

She didn’t take advantage of the opportunity.

Wu Song laughed, "There’s a saying that says a doctor can’t treat themselves. Though your sister is a doctor, when it comes to her own health issues, she needs me to help her."

Cui Xiangya was taken aback and also said, "Yes, Master’s also feeling unwell, and I’ll help him too. As a nurse, you should understand this logic, right?"

Cui Xiangsong really wanted to say, being a nurse is exactly why I don’t believe your nonsense.

Do you think I’m a three-year-old?

You’re both fondling each other’s tits and dicks, and you’re telling me it’s treatment?

Cui Xiangsong smiled and nodded, "Oh, yes, that’s really it. I’m a nurse, when I’m unwell, I still need to see a doctor to prescribe medicine."

Saying so, Cui Xiangsong walked towards the two.

Wu Song and Cui Xiangya didn’t immediately let go of each other.

Instead, they continued to perform the act.

Wu Song said seriously, "Your chest has weak blood flow, a slight nodule, but it’s not a big problem. I’ll clear it up for you. You’ll recover soon."

As Wu Song spoke, his massaging force suddenly increased, and the range became larger.

Cui Xiangya’s heart tingled under the massage, strange sensations spread throughout her, her chubby pussy trembled, and honey-like liquid began to seep out.

She couldn’t help but want to squeeze her thighs together.

But she managed to hold back.

She was also forcefully rubbing Wu Song’s gunhead, pondering the root cause, then suddenly said seriously, "Master’s blood flow is also somewhat deficient, needing to clear the life gate, yin and yang convergence."

Wu Song and Cui Xiangya continued to earnestly massage each other’s organs.

In front of Cui Xiangsong, they narrated a very convincing yet ambiguous condition.

Leaving Cui Xiangsong stunned, starting to doubt her own professionalism.

Is my nursing profession a sham?

"What to do then?" Cui Xiangsong had to nod, blankly looking at Wu Song and Cui Xiangya, "Are you going to treat each other?"

Wu Song and Cui Xiangya exchanged a glance, both nodding.

"Exactly, we need to treat each other."

Wu Song nodded, looking at Cui Xiangsong, "You’re a nurse, right?"

Cui Xiangsong nodded, "Yes."

"Can you help?" Wu Song asked.

"I can, as long as it’s something I can do." Cui Xiangsong immediately nodded seriously, trying to appear very professional.

Wu Song looked at Cui Xiangya, "Let your sister help a bit, okay?"

"Sure, how can she help?" Cui Xiangya looked at Wu Song confused, not knowing what he intended.

Wu Song spoke seriously and solemnly, "Your blood flow is blocked, yin and yang are not harmonious, your chest congestion causes nodules, my blood flow is blocked, life gate congested, it needs yin-yang balance. I’m a man, Yang Qi dominant. You’re a woman, Yin Qi abundant. We need a mutual support and aid, a grand fusion of yin and yang. This way, both our ailments will be cured."

Cui Xiangya’s heart was stirred, realizing what Wu Song intended.

She glanced at Cui Xiangsong, still a bit embarrassed, but since Wu Song said it so seriously, she could only cooperate, "Then what should I do?"

"Go to your bedroom, we’ll conduct a great yin-yang fusion. Your sister will assist." Wu Song said in a low voice.

Cui Xiangsong was a nurse trained in Western medicine and didn’t fully understand many traditional Chinese medicine terms but found them sophisticated, magnificent, and intricate, immediately nodding seriously, "No problem, I’m a nurse, assisting doctors is my duty."

Cui Xiangya tried hard to appear calm and not flustered, pointing to the bedroom, "That’s my bedroom."

Wu Song nodded and turned to walk over.

Cui Xiangya glanced at Cui Xiangsong and followed.

Cui Xiangsong followed the two.

The three soon entered the bedroom.

Cui Xiangya’s bedroom bed was still not made, but there were available bedding and sheets.

Cui Xiangya and Cui Xiangsong quickly made the bed.

Cui Xiangsong looked at Wu Song, "What do I need to prepare?" _{fre ewebno(v)e\l.(c)om}

"Prepare plenty of tissues and wet wipes." Wu Song said solemnly.

Cui Xiangsong was taken aback, not quite understanding Wu Song’s instructions, but immediately said, "Okay."

Then went out to get the wipes and tissues.

A large pack of each.

"Is it enough?" Cui Xiangsong asked Wu Song.

"It’s enough." Wu Song nodded.

Cui Xiangya’s cheeks couldn’t help but turn a bit red, not daring to look directly at Cui Xiangsong.

Cui Xiangsong, however, looked at Cui Xiangya, "Sister, do you have any instructions?"

Cui Xiangya took a deep breath and spoke quietly, "Be professional, don’t overthink."

Cui Xiangsong nodded, "Got it, sister, at the hospital, I’m an excellent nurse every year. I’m even a designated nurse in the operating room."

Cui Xiangya nodded, "Good."

Then she climbed onto the bed, lay down, and looked at Wu Song.

Wu Song didn’t say anything further, he went straight to the bed, only wearing underwear. At this moment, his enormous erection almost tore through his underwear, swaying in front of Cui Xiangsong, making it hard for her to keep a straight face.

But remembering the scenes in the surgical room, it was normal for patients to undress completely.

Sometimes she even had to help them undress, prepare the skin, and such.

Especially helping both genders prepare the area below.

It was all normal operations.

Wu Song’s tent swaying before her, though a bit awkward, was still bearable.

But the next moment, Wu Song directly pulled down his underwear right in front of her.

That thick, large shaft sprang out, the scarlet tip almost hitting her face.

Cui Xiangsong almost lost her composure, her beautiful eyes unconsciously staring blankly at Wu Song’s massive shaft.

Even though she had secretly seen it before.

And knew it was large and thick.

But swaying in front of her, it’s still quite shocking.

Almost unable to hold it together.

Wu Song looked at Cui Xiangsong seriously and said, "Use a wet wipe to clean the tip and shaft."

Cui Xiangsong froze, quickly and instinctively pulling out a wet wipe, fingers trembling as she wiped the tip.

Careful, even a bit anxious.

This made her silently curse herself.

Be professional!

How can you be so restless?

Yet the more she thought this, the more nervous Cui Xiangsong became.

Leading to increasingly tremoring fingers.

Making it hard to control the strength of the wipe.

Wu Song’s gun head vibrated from inertia which instantly increased in size, with the shaft releasing a little honey-like liquid.

"Sss..."

Cui Xiangsong involuntarily gasped, even swallowing a bit, her gaze on the shaft tip inadvertently becoming hazy and burning, with a sudden impulse in her heart, should I take a bite to taste?