Gao Jun was concentrating on alleviating her intense abdominal pain, but he didn't neglect to take care of her legs. His right hand traced the channels, sinews, and acupoints of her legs, kneading and massaging methodically, evenly and forcefully, with skilled and precise gestures. Thanks to his long arms, doing so effortlessly with both hands was no challenge for him, and he displayed his professionalism with smooth and seamless coordination.
"Xinxuan, is there still any clots in your menstrual blood?" Gao Jun asked softly, his tone caring and natural.
"Stop talking about it!" Lin Xinxuan suddenly covered her flushed cheeks with both hands, finding the intimate topic too embarrassing to speak of, wishing she could just find a hole to crawl into.
In fact, deep down she wanted nothing more than to sit up and flee the awkward situation. However, the comfortable warmth emanating from her body made it hard for her to willingly leave just yet.
