1 Give me a massage

"Oh, be gentle. You're hurting me."

In the infirmary of Feiyang Clothing Factory, Qian Xue, who has a petite figure and delicate facial features, was lying on the bed in pain. Her bare shoulders were as smooth as jade. However at this moment, there were thin silver needles stuck on them.

"Doctor Zhao, you're bad. You said that acupuncture doesn't hurt, but why do I feel so much pain?" Qian Xue grimaced, yet looking pretty and cute.

Zhao Chen said awkwardly, "Well, it does hurt at first, but you'll feel better soon."

Qian Xue blushed and said angrily, "If you tease me again, I'll tell the factory manager. I'll never talk to you again." She quickly looked away, afraid to meet Zhao Chen's eyes.

Zhao Chen was stunned. "When did I tease you?", he asked

Qian Xue stammered, "People say that a girl will feel pain for a while when she becomes a woman, and then she'll feel better. Didn't you tease me just now?" She covered her face in a hurry. Although Zhao Chen was a doctor, she was still embarrassed by the topic.

Zhao Chen was embarrassed. It was said that the girls in the clothing factory were of liberal disposition. He had a taste of it today.

"Your shoulder pain is due to cervical spondylosis. While working, you have to pay attention to your sitting posture. Don't sit for too long. You have to get up frequently to move around. This way, you can avoid sore shoulders." He said and also told her what to take note of while administering another needle.

Qian Xue hesitated for a while, then said with a blush, "Doctor Zhao , my… my menstruation is always delayed. And sometimes the flow is very little, lasting only a day or two. What's going on? Is there any way to cure this?"

Zhao Chen said patiently, "Irregular eating habits and high-intensity work and psychological stress can also cause menstrual imbalance. Besides, the lack of qi and blood can set off the symptoms. Of course, irregular sexual intimacy can also cause this ailmentg."

Qian Xue said shyly, "Don't spout nonsense. I'm still a virgin."

She paused and looked at Zhao Chen with curiosity. "I heard from my sisters in the dormitory that intimacy with a man can cure this ailment. Is that true?", she asked

The word 'intimacy' was very tempting here, especially when a man and a woman were alone in the same room.

Zhao Chen pretended to be unnerved, and replied "There's a maxim in Traditional Chinese Medicine about the balance between Yin and Yang, but it's not about that kind of thing. Generally speaking, menstrual imbalance will often be cured after a woman gives birth. You don't have to be so anxious."

"You are so knowledgeable. No wonder you're the best gynecologist in the factory. It will be a blessing to be able to marry you. Oh yes, with such good medical skills, why would you come to work at our clothing factory? Don't tell me it's because that there are many girls in our factory?" Qian Xue joked.

"A doctor's duty is to save lives. It doesn't matter where he works." Zhao Chen's said coldly. He could not possibly say that it was because he had offended someone and was barred, and thus ended up in this factory.

As a man, he was too ashamed to tell her about his past.

Of course, there was another reason for him to work here, and that was to repay the former factory manager, Su Zhenqiang, for his help.

Although Su had committed suicide by jumping off a building, he still had a daughter who had no one to rely on, in this world. All he wanted to do was to accompany Su Qianxia through this ordeal.

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After the acupuncture, Zhao Chen took back the silver needles on Qian Xue's back and said, "That's all for today. Come back when you feel the tension in your shoulders. I'll provide acupuncture treatment for you again." He stood up and prepared to leave.

"Doctor Zhao, wait." Qian Xue smiled and asked proudly, "Is my back beautiful? Don't roll your eyes. Tell me the truth."

Zhao Chen nodded and said with exaggeration, "Yours is the best-looking amongst all the wwoman I've ever seen. Is that fine?"

"Do you want to see the front?" she asked. As Qian Xue spoke, she used her arms to support her body, flashing a flirtatious smile.

"I'm off, I'm off, I'm off!"

Zhao Chen was rendered powerless when he came face to face with such a flirtatious virgin from the clothing factory. Then he carried the dirty laundry to the laundry room.

He had no choice. If he wanted to gain a foothold in the clothing factory, he had to get as far away from these female workers as much as possible.

In this clothing factory where there were 'too many looters and too little wealth', there were countless people who were eyeing him-the only College student and the only handsome guy-and wanting to take advantage of him.

Qian Xue was still alright. If he had really met those bold and unrestrained girls, they would ambush him.

"Coward, even if you want to see it, I won't let you." Qian Xue giggled as she picked up her bra. She put it on and left the infirmary. Actually, she was not an indecent girl. She had heard that Doctor Zhao was shy, so she could not help but tease him.

As it was during working hours, the laundry room was very quiet.

However, Zhao Chen saw a beautiful figure. She was about 1.65 meters tall; and had an oval face and big eyes. She was wearing a V-neck floral dress, exuding a mature charm.

Especially her figure, it could not be more apt to describe it as the Nobel Prize award-winning work for Literature "Big Breasts and Wide Hips".

"Hi Sister Mei, doing the laundry?" Zhao Chen greeted her. He had a deep impression of Feng Mei. She was one of the five most beautiful women in the Feiyang Clothibng Factory. She had a good figure and good looks.

Unfortunately, she did not have a good life.

Last month, her daughter was born. Due to insufficient breast milk, her husband, Chen Liang, went to buy milk powder, and was killed in a car accident. The driver involved in the care accident was also not found. Now, the burden of the family was placed on Feng Mei, the single mother.

The factory manager, Su Qianxia, gave her special permission to bring her children to work.

Feng Mei walked to Zhao Chen with the basin and looked around. After making sure that no one was around, she said with a blush, "Doctor Zhao, can I ask you something? Do you know how to increase milk supply?"

Looking at her exposed cleavage, Zhao Chen felt his heart beating faster.

Seeing Zhao Chen's fiery eyes, Feng Mei stuck out her chest even more, and asked playfully, "Do I look good?"

Zhao Chen looked away in embarrassment and said, "Sister Mei, I've learned some massage techniques, but I haven't been in the practice of breastfeeding. If you want to increase milk supply, you can find a professional lactation consultant."

"I want to, but those professional lactation consultants charge too much. They charge hundreds of yuan each time." Feng Mei sighed. Her current salary was not high, and she still had to raise her daughter, so she did not have extra money to look for a lactation consultant.

Feng Mei grabbed Zhao Chen's arm and hugged him tightly. "You said that you've never practiced massage before, right? Why don't you practice on me? It'll be better if you can help increase my milk supply. If it doesn't work, then… you've gained an advantage."