Chapter 051: It Was I Who Was Too Dirty
**
It sounded reasonable, yet it felt somewhat odd.
Lady Zhang hesitated for a moment before turning to her attendants.
“You may all withdraw. Cui’er, go and tell the Master that my toothache is cured. Convey my gratitude to Doctor Long. As the doctor still needs to examine my other ailments, ask the Master to wait a little longer.”
“Yes, My Lady.” The clever maid bowed and retreated. She was clearly one of the Lady’s trusted confidantes.
“Doctor, let’s begin.” Lady Zhang said. She reached out and unfastened her silk robe, exposing her abdomen.
It was a soft, pale belly, marked with the faint silver lines of motherhood and a slight, mature curve.
Almost any woman of her age would have these; even younger women who had undergone abortions couldn’t avoid such things.
Looking at this ripe, mature woman, Long Tian felt a surge of lewd desire.
This hunger hadn’t been quelled by his recent sexual conquests; instead, it seemed to be expanding.
What he truly wanted to play with wasn’t just any mature woman; he wanted to seize the wives of the high-ranking elite.
To plow women of higher status than himself was his way of validating his own power.
“Then, pray forgive my intrusion,” Long Tian said, his tone completely professional.
He reached out and began to stroke her belly. The skin was incredibly slick and soft to the touch.
Lady Zhang’s body stiffened visibly. This was a boundary that should never be crossed, a situation that would be impossible to explain to the outside world.
Without lingering too long on one spot, Long Tian moved his hands in a slow circle around her midriff.
As he rubbed, he asked, “Is your monthly cycle regular? How long is the interval, and how long does the discomfort last?”
Despite the invasive nature of the questions, Lady Zhang suppressed her shame and answered.
“Every thirty-odd days… it usually lasts about ten days, though sometimes it lingers for half a month before truly finishing.”
“Then your cycle is irregular. Your qi needs to be balanced,” Long Tian nodded, his expression focused.
He gave her belly one final, firm squeeze before picking up his homemade pencil and beginning to write on the table.
“The issue isn’t severe. It can be resolved by taking a few herbal prescriptions. Additionally, if you feel uncomfortable, apply a hot towel to the area. If… a husband and wife are harmonious in the bedroom, it also helps regulate the cycle and eases the pain.”
Watching Long Tian diagnose the cause with just a few touches and pinches, the somewhat bashful Lady Zhang felt a sense of disbelief. This efficiency was almost too swift.
“Is… is that all? It’s finished?”
“It’s finished. However, if My Lady requires a specific therapeutic massage, that is also an option. But that would require the removal of your clothes. Two of my concubines receive this treatment regularly, so you needn’t find it strange.”
Long Tian nodded, purposely not looking at her, feigning the demeanor of a perfect gentleman.
“When practicing medicine, the patient is simply a patient, there is no distinction between men and women.”
Had Long Tian insisted on it, Lady Zhang might have suspected ulterior motives.
But seeing his current “professional” state, she instead felt a wave of guilt, believing she was the one overthinking things.
This was Long Tian’s strategy: first, act with a touch of sudden, light-hearted boldness to establish a “clinical” baseline.
This made the woman think that the physical contact was a normal part of the procedure, and if she felt awkward about it, it was because *her* mind was too filthy and overactive.
By the second visit, she would gradually grow accustomed to it.
Once accustomed, she would become like her grandmother, always in a state where he could take advantage of her at any moment.
Once the plowing started, she’d be as compliant as a sow!
“Then I must trouble you, Doctor. You must be tired; come back in a couple of days for my next session. At that time, I will introduce you to some people you should know.”
Lady Zhang dressed herself and straightened her robes, instantly returning to the image of a dignified noblewoman.
The woman who had exposed her belly earlier, nearly revealing her breasts, was nowhere to be seen.
Women were such skilled actors; one could never tell which version was real.
“No need for formalities, My Lady. We are simply exchanging what we need. I should be the one thanking you.”
Long Tian replied, opting for a touch of blunt honesty.
“You are a good man,” Lady Zhang said suddenly, leaving him baffled.
“No, I am not a good man. I am a scoundrel, a petty man who never forgets a grudge. Being a ‘gentleman’ doesn’t suit me; I’d rather be a ‘True Scoundrel,’ open and unashamed. It’s much more comfortable,” Long Tian laughed, shaking his head.
He had no desire to be a saint. When you possess absolute power, no one dares to speak ill of you anyway.
Pfft!
Lady Zhang covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling with a certain mature charm.
”You really are interesting. First time I’ve heard someone call themselves a scoundrel.”
**
After a brief chat, the two departed and returned together to the main hall.
“My Lady, how are you feeling?” Zhang Wen asked.
He was only concerned about Long Tian’s medical results; it never even crossed his mind that anything untoward could happen between them.
“Excellent. Doctor Long is remarkably talented for his age. Very good.” Lady Zhang praised him without reservation.
Only after enduring suffering and finding relief could one truly learn gratitude.
“It was his honor to assist you, My Lady. Congratulations to you and Lord Minister,” Dong Zhuo seized the moment to offer his respects.
He needed Zhang Wen to climb higher; they were currently in the “honeymoon phase” of their political cooperation.
“Shared joy, shared joy. I truly never saw it coming, Little Tian actually possessed such wonderful skill. Everyone said you were unremarkable, yet now you’ve made a stunning debut! Young and accomplished, your future is limitless!”
Zhang Wen stroked his beard. Now that his wife was healthy, he could finally use her family connections to secure the funds he needed.
Only by climbing higher could he reap greater rewards.
Exploiting the common folk? Not making money would be a disservice to himself.
”This is all thanks to the Lord Minister’s guidance. I merely did my small part,” Long Tian remained composed, displaying the humility expected of a junior.
Unpretentious and humble, never taking credit for himself. Such a talent was precisely the kind worth nurturing and utilizing.
First, one must possess value; only then can one be utilized!
“Haha! General Dong, look at that, you have such a fine nephew!” Zhang Wen laughed and stroked his beard, clearly very fond of the young man.
“Thank you, My Lord,” Dong Zhuo replied, beaming.
In a way, he and Zhang Wen were in the same boat, both of their wives had officially been added to Long Tian’s hunting list.
After a simple meal at the mansion, Zhang Wen took them out again to visit other retired ministers and officials.
These men held vast influence; even if they weren’t currently in power, their disciples filled the halls of Luoyang.
By the end of the day, Long Tian had seen five more patients, all suffering from “incurable” symptoms.
It was exhausting work, but the results were significant: he had gained both powerful connections and a small mountain of gold.
After all, who doesn’t have their share of ailments?
To befriend a Healer who can actually cure the “incurable” was the ultimate investment for the future
As for offending such a doctor? That was a death wish no one was willing to risk.
