Feiyang Company was only considered a mid-sized wholly owned enterprise in the city, but it had developed rapidly over the past few years. The most attention-grabbing aspect of the company was the exceptional rivalry between the Operations Department and the Expansion Department.
Hua Rubing was one of the stars in this competition.
By the time the annual performance review came around, their rivalry had reached a fever pitch. Any slight lapse could cause one to be surpassed by the other. The company did not formally encourage such contests; this was a silent battle in the hearts of the two prodigies, something everyone in the company understood.
Competition created pressure, and pressure led to growth—this was part of Feiyang's culture: tense yet vibrant, which Guan Xing appreciated.
"Dr. Guan, if you can heal my leg so I can keep working, I can immediately help you become a permanent employee. I'll raise your salary to five thousand. How does that sound?" Hua Rubing's beautiful eyes tinged with a faint blush—a rare moment for her, an attempt to tempt a man.
"And even if you misjudge Lin's illness this time, I can guarantee to the General Manager that you can continue working here. How about it?" The morning's incident, which had made her late, had not been forgotten, but to heal her leg, Hua Rubing had to restrain herself temporarily.
Guan Xing didn't even lift his head. Five thousand yuan was a substantial sum, especially for such a simple and relatively relaxed clinic position—many would have fought for it.
But for Guan Xing, there was no temptation at all. He had seen plenty of beautiful women, and money was never a concern—after saving Tate, his account had increased by three hundred million US dollars.
He finished writing the prescription and noted her required rest. Placing it in front of Hua Rubing, he called out, "Next!"
Du Juan blushed, surprised at how Dr. Guan showed no regard for the glamorous manager. In the Feiyang headquarters, out of over three hundred male employees, at least two hundred ninety would have eagerly tried to please her.
Hua Rubing's cold, elegant face darkened. A strange anger welled up inside her, making her appear pale and weak.
Holding the prescription, her delicate hand trembled. She wasn't sure if it was from leg pain or the infuriating doctor's complete disregard. In her twenty-five years, Hua Rubing had never felt so humiliated.
The anger boiled over. After being held and touched by the irritating doctor, he hadn't even glanced at her. Unable to bear it any longer, she threw the prescription, stood abruptly, and her tears spilled. She grabbed the desk for support and, with all her strength, kicked her injured leg toward the wooden bench. Blood appeared immediately.
Through gritted teeth, she cried out, "I'll rest! I'll rest! I'll rest for a whole month!"
Du Juan jumped in, startled, holding Hua Rubing back and guiding her to a bed. Seeing her knees scraped and bleeding through her pants, she urgently shouted, "Dr. Guan, please check! Manager Hua's leg is really serious!"
Hua Rubing herself was shocked at her loss of composure. Having maintained a calm demeanor for twenty-five years, she completely broke down before this infuriating doctor. Her icy tears reminded her that it had been years since she had cried.
The other employees were stunned. They knew how cold and composed their manager usually was; seeing such vulnerability left everyone speechless.
"Help her into the examination room. I'll take care of her. Xiao Juan, don't let anyone disturb us," Guan Xing said. Seeing how she had tormented herself, he knew he couldn't refuse this time.
Du Juan nodded and gently helped the tearful Hua Rubing onto the examination bed before leaving, closing the door. Only Guan Xing and the beautiful patient remained.
"Hmph, what are you staring at? I don't want your help. You quack can't even treat this little injury. Be ready to pack your things this afternoon!" Despite her tears, Hua Rubing's anger flared, showing no mercy—her pride had already been shattered today.
"My medical skills aren't omnipotent, and you aren't taking care of your body," Guan Xing replied calmly.
Hua Rubing turned, scolding, "Who are you? Don't interfere! Break my leg today, break my hand tomorrow—I'll break every bone if I want, and it's none of your business! I'll rest for a month. Happy now?"
Indeed, she was furious. Originally meant to rest only one day, she now insisted on a full month—clearly to spite Dr. Guan. He had no choice; the body belonged to her.
"All right, no need for nonsense. I'll heal your leg. Apply ice medication for the next two days, and you won't need to take leave," Guan Xing said.
Hua Rubing liked hearing that but pretended disdainfully, "Hmph, can you really do it?"
Guan Xing's expression turned icy. "We'll see. Quickly—take off your pants."
"Take off my pants? You… pervert!" Hua Rubing's face flushed red. A young, vibrant woman, asked to remove her pants in front of a young man—she couldn't do it.
Guan Xing sighed internally. She misunderstood him. Her figure was nice, but not to the point of temptation. Was she a little vain?
"Miss, if you don't remove your pants, I can't treat your leg. I've seen a thousand bodies like yours; seeing one more doesn't matter. Don't worry, I won't feel anything." His words were blunt. Hua Rubing was one of Feiyang's most admired beauties, considered a dream angel by the male staff.
"You… bastard!" she shouted, the first time cursing aloud. If her leg could still kick, she would have struck him.
Guan Xing ignored her, turning back. "You have one minute. If you don't remove them, do as you please—rest for a month is your choice."
No more words were exchanged, only the rustle of clothing. Before the minute passed, Hua Rubing called out, "All right, you can turn around."
Although she had imagined it, the reality left Guan Xing momentarily stunned.
Her pants were off, covering only the upper thighs. Long, slender legs exuded vitality, enticing and alluring. The pants hid the most private area, but her white underwear revealed a subtle glimpse of beauty.
Hua Rubing's face flushed crimson as she turned her head away, voice shy: "Quick… treat it. Don't… don't look."
It was true that patients should not fear treatment, but for a young, semi-undressed beauty before a handsome young doctor, the scene was naturally charged with an intimate tension.
Guan Xing shook his head, realizing he was unaccustomed to treating women up close, though he had seen far more seductive beauties on Paradise Island's beaches.
His hands finally rested on her smooth legs, feeling the youthful elasticity. Hua Rubing let out soft moans, overwhelmed by the sensation.
"Quick… hurry—" Her hands gripped the pants, veins standing out as his treatment stimulated her.
The "Three-Star Flow" needle technique penetrated her skin, transmitting warmth and healing energy. When Guan Xing pressed, Hua Rubing's startled cry coincided with her flinging her pants to the floor, fully exposing her beautiful legs.
The delicate white underwear could not conceal the captivating allure. Guan Xing felt a cold sweat rise, internal energy surging almost uncontrollably.
The needles in his palms transmitted heat to the injured leg, repairing fractures. As the process finished, he withdrew the needles, causing Hua Rubing to arch her back, accentuating her curves.
A faint trace of moisture at the most private area heightened the sense of springtime vitality that filled the room.