Wu Song's cock instantly became rock hard.
He headed straight for Guo Shiyi.
Guo Shiyi's cheeks were flushed, she glanced at Wu Song's raging cock, her heart burning with desire, and she said softly, "I-I'm okay, but would Dr. Wu mind?"
Huang Rong chuckled and looked at Wu Song: "You're fine, right? Healing the sick and saving lives is a doctor's duty. You should step up without fear of damage."
Wu Song took a deep breath, face serious, and said, "To save a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. As a doctor, I can't only think about myself and ignore my patient. Teacher Huang, don't worry, I'll take care of Teacher Guo's illness."
Guo Shiyi felt reassured, and awkwardly glanced at Huang Rong, saying, "Shall we go to the hotel then?"
But Huang Rong waved her hand, "No need to trouble yourselves, it's fine here. After all, this is about healing. It's my blessing to help out. You two can start in my bedroom—I'll wait outside."
