Return to the City: The Strongest King

Both hands pressed on Su Yuya’s thighs above her knees. Song Xiaodong gently pressed while asking, "Does it hurt here?"

"A little higher... Yes, yes! It hurts here."

Following Su Yuya’s guidance, Song Xiaodong gradually gave her a massage. After about twenty minutes, Song Xiaodong had dealt with the bruises on Su Yuya’s muscles.

However, while handling the bruises on Su Yuya’s buttocks, Song Xiaodong got a bit distracted, but his self-control was incredibly strong, allowing him to calm down.

As Su Yuya was about to get up, Song Xiaodong said, "Auntie, lie down a little longer. I feel something might be wrong with your body."

"Something wrong with my body? What’s wrong?" Su Yuya was startled but then quickly said, "Then you should check it. With you being a Divine Doctor, even if there’s a big problem, you can cure it, right?"

Song Xiaodong nodded and said, "Of course, I just felt that the energy inside you seemed off. Let me check it out."

Holding Su Yuya’s wrist, Song Xiaodong let his True Qi circulate through her body and awkwardly said, "Auntie, have you been too busy lately and not spent any time at home with Uncle?"

"Why do you ask?" Su Yuya was also a bit embarrassed.

"Auntie, your endocrine system is out of balance, and it seems quite severe. It’s probably been too long since... well..."

Su Yuya, being no child, immediately understood the implications in Song Xiaodong’s words. Despite feeling a bit awkward, she mostly felt helpless and said, "We’ve been living apart for a long time now; I can’t even remember the last time I saw him."

Song Xiaodong frowned and said, "Is your relationship that bad?"

Su Yuya shrugged and said, "It can’t be helped. We have different outlooks on life; he can’t stand me, and I can’t stand him. Doing our own things makes us happier."

"Let me help you regulate it a bit." Song Xiaodong took out the silver needles.

"Sure." Su Yuya nodded and then said, "By the way, you mentioned some kind of True Qi in my body. How is it now?"

Song Xiaodong said, "I’ll take a closer look later. I didn’t look in detail just now."

"Hmm." Feeling a bit dizzy at the sight of the needles in Song Xiaodong’s hand, Su Yuya simply closed her eyes.

Endocrine imbalance is a minor issue. Song Xiaodong’s treatment was quick and effective; he finished in less than ten minutes.

Then he sent out his True Qi again, which followed Su Yuya’s meridians and reached her Dantian.

"Huh?" Immediately, a strange expression appeared on Song Xiaodong’s face.

"What’s wrong?" Su Yuya was startled and nervously looked at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong didn’t speak but closed his eyes with a focused expression.

Feeling anxious, Su Yuya dared not disturb him, but remembering Song Xiaodong’s medical skills, she calmed down. Is there any disease in this world that Song Xiaodong can’t cure? At least she hadn’t seen one yet.

Su Yuya hadn’t looked at Song Xiaodong from such a close distance. More importantly, she could focus on looking at him.

This man was truly pleasing to the eyes; his face was strong and well-defined. Especially when he frowned in deep thought, he appeared more profound.

At this time, Song Xiaodong was wholly immersed in the peculiar True Qi within Su Yuya’s Dantian.

This True Qi didn’t seem strong but possessed a unique ability, spinning continuously within Su Yuya’s Dantian. Song Xiaodong’s True Qi was quickly absorbed upon touching it.

Previous encounters with such a situation forced Song Xiaodong to withdraw, but with his current abundant True Qi, he could manage for a period.

The main point was that he wanted to see whether there was a limit to Su Yuya’s True Qi.

As Song Xiaodong’s True Qi increased, the True Qi within Su Yuya’s body spun faster and faster, like a whirling top eroding and absorbing Song Xiaodong’s powerful True Qi.

It was like placing a piece of paper on a high-speed spinning object; despite its thinness and lack of toughness, it could penetrate even rubber-like materials.

A flash of insight suddenly crossed Song Xiaodong’s mind. If he could run his True Qi in the same way, could he also produce such a magical effect?

With this thought, he carefully observed the True Qi condition within Su Yuya and soon became mesmerized by the wondrous realization.

Nobody knew how much time had passed when Song Xiaodong suddenly collapsed onto the bed, falling directly onto Su Yuya.

Su Yuya was startled, quickly grabbed Song Xiaodong’s shoulders, and said, "Family Head, what’s wrong?"

"I... got too engrossed, true Qi depleted..." Song Xiaodong managed to utter, but he didn’t even have the strength to get up.

Su Yuya’s face turned pale with fright. "You... you won’t be okay?" If Song Xiaodong suffered problems because of treating her, she would truly become the Su Family’s sinner.

Right now, Song Xiaodong was the pillar of the Su Family. So long as Song Xiaodong was around, the Su Family could continue its glory. Without him, the Su Family would surely collapse instantly.

"Let me rest... for a while, and I’ll be fine." Song Xiaodong said, then closed his eyes.

"Oh... then... then you rest well." Hearing Song Xiaodong, Su Yuya let out a small sigh of relief, instinctively cradling his head as if holding a child.

After a while, as Song Xiaodong slight recovery, he said, "Auntie, let go of me. Let me lie down for a while."

Su Yuya promptly responded, helping Song Xiaodong lay down on the bed. She then quickly got up, placing Song Xiaodong’s legs onto the bed and taking off his shoes.

"Don’t worry, I sometimes get exhausted when treating people," Song Xiaodong reassured Su Yuya with a smile, then closed his eyes.

Su Yuya said, "Okay, you really scared me. Have a good rest."

Song Xiaodong smiled again and then closed his eyes.

Sitting by the bed, Su Yuya was unsure of what to do when knocking suddenly sounded on the door.

"Auntie, are you inside?"

The door was knocked twice, and Miao Qingqing’s voice could be heard.

Su Yuya was about to respond but glanced at Song Xiaodong. Her expression changed. If Miao Qingqing saw Song Xiaodong lying on her bed, it would be hard to explain.

Following an instinctual reaction, Su Yuya quickly got on the bed and pulled the quilt over both her and Song Xiaodong.

"Auntie..." Song Xiaodong instinctively tried to speak.

"Don’t talk!" Su Yuya pressed his mouth, pushing his head down, making Song Xiaodong curl up under the quilt.