Wu Tian paid no mind to the benefits Zhao Tianyue proposed.
"Alright, let's dispense with the pleasantries and prepare the room quickly," he said. "While I'm treating my illness, no one is to disturb me. Can you manage that?"
Zhao Tianyue nodded repeatedly. "No problem, no problem. As long as you can save my daughter, I'll agree to any condition!"
With that, Zhao Tianyue immediately arranged a room and escorted Wu Tian and Zhao Xiaojie inside.
Once the two were alone in the room, Wu Tian glanced at Zhao Xiaojie. The woman, no longer exuding her usual arrogance, was curled up on the bed, appearing frail.
Given their previous conflict, Wu Tian didn't particularly like Zhao Xiaojie. If it weren't for her identity, Wu Tian wouldn't have bothered getting involved in such matters. However, since he had agreed to save her, he had to do his best. He reached out and touched Zhao Xiaojie's abdomen.
Zhao Xiaojie had never been in a relationship and had little contact with men. When Wu Tian touched her, even with the pain in her liver, she resisted.
"What are you doing?" she exclaimed, trying to push his hand away. "Let go, let go! If you don't let go, I'll call for help!"
Wu Tian said calmly, "Your pain is caused by excessive liver heat. I advise you not to get agitated. Otherwise, don't blame me if I can't cure you."
Zhao Xiaojie struggled. "What kind of treatment is this? You're just taking liberties! Let go of me, let go!"
Seeing her resistance, Wu Tian decided not to waste any more words. He brushed her hand aside, placed one hand on her chest, and forcefully slipped the other under her clothes.
She screamed in fright, but the sound was choked off in her throat. At the same time, she shivered, and a faint gasp escaped her.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Wu Tian said, annoyed. "I told you I was treating you. What are you thinking about?"
"Since it doesn't hurt, behave yourself, or I won't bother with you anymore."
Zhao Xiaojie was surprised. Indeed, a warm current had just flowed into her body, and the pain had vanished, replaced by a comfortable warmth. She stopped resisting and asked with a strange expression, "What... what did you do to me?"
Wu Tian didn't want to explain much. "Nothing, just giving you a massage. Don't say anything and just behave."
Zhao Xiaojie fell silent. She lay on the bed, allowing Wu Tian to gently stroke her abdomen. Her delicate body began to writhe slowly. She felt goosebumps erupt all over her skin. After all, she was a woman, and Wu Tian's touch was overwhelming. The strange sensation intensified, her body flushed, and her movements became more pronounced, like a water snake.
Wu Tian frowned slightly. "Didn't I tell you to behave? Why are you fidgeting?"
Zhao Xiaojie was taken aback, a wave of shame washing over her. She gritted her teeth. "That's none of your business! Can you hurry up?"
Wu Tian sighed. This woman was truly peculiar. He was her savior, yet she treated him this way. However, he said nothing and increased the flow of spiritual energy.
A moment later, he withdrew his hand. "Alright, you're fine now."
Zhao Xiaojie let out a deep sigh of relief, feeling liberated. She sat up and examined herself. The previous pain was gone. "Who exactly are you?" she asked. "Was that really medical treatment? I've never seen anything like it."
Wu Tian glanced at her. "What, you think you've seen everything?" he retorted. "You didn't see my appraisal skills either, but you still lost to me, didn't you?"
Hearing Wu Tian bring this up, Zhao Xiaojie became indignant. "Hey, can you not bring up things that are inconvenient? I was just careless before. If you have the guts, let's compete again!"
Wu Tian waved his hand. "Forget it. What's there to compete about? My goal was just to pass the test, not to compete with you all."
At this, Zhao Xiaojie became curious again. "Right, speaking of which, I wanted to ask you. Who are you?" she inquired. "I remember my dad telling me you were someone from Miss Su's side, right? And your medical skills are so good, are you from the Divine Doctor Sect?"
Wu Tian's expression turned cold. "I have no relation to Su Qiannai, nor to the Divine Doctor Sect. Don't spread such rumors in the future."
The sudden chill emanating from Wu Tian startled Zhao Xiaojie. She knew this was a topic she shouldn't pry into, so she pouted. "Fine, if you don't want to talk about it, don't. Why be so scary about it?"
Wu Tian didn't want to dwell on it and changed the subject. "Never mind me. Let's talk about you. Although I've cured your illness, it's best if you cultivate a more serene disposition from now on. You're a beautiful young lady, why are you so fierce outside all the time? Is bullying others really that enjoyable?"
Zhao Xiaojie retorted indignantly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who's bullying anyone? I just..."
"Just what?" Wu Tian asked with a half-smile.
Zhao Xiaojie knew her own temperament, but today's events had truly frightened her. She mumbled, "Alright, I get it. So I shouldn't get angry. What's the big deal?"
Wu Tian smiled. "That's better. Being less angry is best, after all, who knows if your illness might relapse?" he said. "If I'm not here then, no one will be able to save you."
"What kind of saving is that? You were clearly taking liberties..." Zhao Xiaojie muttered, then suddenly recalled the scene of Wu Tian treating her. Her abdomen still held a faint warmth – Wu Tian's warmth. She looked at Wu Tian, and for some reason, she felt he wasn't as bad as she imagined. His face seemed to become more pleasing to her the more she looked. A peculiar emotion slowly spread through her heart...