Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

The room was very quiet. Zhang Yang Xu squinted his eyes but didn't move an inch. He was taking Dong Wanxuan's pulse.    

    

Of course, this was only a formally-necessary process. He only needed to sweep through Dong Wanxuan's condition with the Spiritual Consciousness and everything would become clear to him.    

    

Dong Wanxuan had wavy hair. Although it was a wig, it was natural and soft. Normal people wouldn't be able to tell if she had it or not with her superb hairdressing skills.    

    

However, it was impossible to hide it from Zhang Yang's Spiritual Consciousness. While he was taking his pulse, the atmosphere in the room became a little tense.    

    

Although Elder Sister Ying was not satisfied with Zhang Yang's attitude, it was related to Dong Wanxuan's future. At this moment, she did not dare to breathe out and could only stare at Zhang Yang hatefully.    

    

As for Dong Wanxuan, while she was nervous, she was also a bit curious. While Zhang Yang was deep in thought, she would sneak over with her eyes from time to time.    

    

This was the first time she had carefully sized up a man, and the feeling of this young fellow in front of her was especially unique. Especially the 'smell' of emptiness and freshness on her body, it caused her anxious heart to gradually calm down.    

    

This feeling was very strange, and he even very much liked this kind of 'taste'.    

    

Dong Wanxuan's heart couldn't help but beat faster when she thought of this. Apart from the refreshing scent, Dong Wanxuan was also curious about the pair of narrowed eyes.    

    

The eyes were calm and profound, without any fluctuations, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him, more like a black hole in the void of the universe, untouchable. If one looked carefully, one would involuntarily sink into it.    

    

What kind of person was he?    

    

Such a thought involuntarily sprouted in his heart.    

    

Dong Wanxuan knew very early on that she was different from others. Since she was young, her nose was exceptionally sharp. She was able to sniff the 'smell' of everyone.    

    

However, she was not happy with her specialty, because every single person she came into contact with had a pungent smell. There were even some that made her feel as if she was suffocating.    

    

But the young man in front of her was different. The 'smell' of his body instead made her feel happy, and she couldn't help but want to get close to him.    

    

"Take off your wig!"    

    

Just as her imagination was running wild, Zhang Yang retracted his right hand and called out.    

    

"Ah?" "Oh."    

    

Dong Wanxuan was stunned at first when she heard this. After she recovered from her shock, a bashful expression appeared on her exquisite face. However, she still slowly took off her wig.    

    

If one were to say that Dong Wanxuan, who wore a wig, was as ethereal as a spirit of heaven and earth, then not only did her balding appearance not affect her beauty in the slightest, it instead gave birth to an unusual temperament.    

    

A bald head without half a strand of hair, coupled with her exquisite sculpted appearance, her entire person exuded a solemn and noble aura.    

    

Some people were just like that. No matter how they changed their appearance, it was hard to conceal their excellence. Even if they stood in the endless sea of people, it would still be very easy for people to notice them.    

    

At this moment, Dong Wanxuan was as eye-catching as a blazing sun.    

    

Facing Zhang Yang's gaze that seemed to be made of solid matter, she couldn't help but slightly lower her head. She felt very complicated in her heart. There was nervousness, expectation, and also an indescribable inferiority complex.    

    

Zhang Yang slowly stood up and walked forward. He raised his arm and gently touched the surface with his five fingers. His eyes were very clean, without any profanation or mockery.    

    

Feeling the warmth of the touch, Dong Wanxuan's delicate body trembled slightly. She was exceptionally nervous.    

    

No hair... It was her greatest secret. To Dong Wanxuan, exposing her secret at this moment was no different from standing naked in front of an unfamiliar man, allowing him to observe without restraint.    

    

Although she had gone through countless secret treatments before, Dong Wanxuan knew that the young man before her was different from the others. She was unable to use words to describe this difference, but she could easily feel it.    

    

"No need to be nervous."    

    

Suddenly, a gentle voice softly entered his ears as if it was the spring breeze. He raised his head and saw that it was a clean and kind smiling face.    

    

"I can cure your illness."    

    

Dong Wanxuan's delicate body trembled. It was unknown whether she was happy or venting her anger, but she could no longer hold it in. Two streams of tears fell down. She did not speak, did not inquire, or had any reason to trust him!    

    

On the side, Elder Sister Ying also opened her eyes wide with a look of ecstasy on her face. At this moment, Zhang Yang's voice sounded again.    

    

"You have two choices. First, I will prescribe a set of Chinese medicine for you to activate the blood circulation to remove blood stasis and clear the hair follicles. The ten treatments will take effect, enough for you to grow hair."    

    

"What about the second one?" This time, it was Elder Sister Ying, who couldn't wait to speak. When she saw Zhang Yang looking at her, she looked embarrassed and resentful.    

    

"Secondly, I can immediately give you the acupuncture and massage to achieve the desired effect on the spot!"    

    

"I choose the second option."    

    

Dong Wanxuan made her choice without any hesitation. When she heard that she could heal, she was so overjoyed that she burst into tears. Now that she could see the results of the treatment on the spot, she couldn't wait any longer.    

    

Elder Sister Ying raised both her hands in agreement. She didn't really believe in the first treatment since many famous doctors had said the same thing countless times during the secret treatment process.    

    

"Alright, since you've chosen the second option, then take off your clothes."    

    

Dong Wanxuan froze when she heard this.    

    

Elder Sister Ying, on the other hand, couldn't take it anymore. She stepped forward and shouted, "It's just a treatment for hair loss. Why do you have to take off your clothes? "Then we won't be able to cure it."    

    

"Get out!"    

    

Zhang Yang's expression turned cold as he stared at her, "I don't need you to question my medical skills, get out!"    

    

"You … "You …"    

    

Elder Sister Ying was overwhelmed by Zhang Yang's gaze and her face turned ugly. She felt chills run through her entire body. She opened her mouth and swallowed the curse that was about to come out.    

    

"Every time I save a patient, the others beg me for help. After healing, those who are grateful to me and doubt me, I will not bother to prove it, and I will not rush to take the punishment. This time, the next time I make a move, the medical fees will double, and it will still depend on my mood."    

    

Puff!    

    

Elder Sister Ying almost vomited a mouthful of blood. This little pervert, wasn't he just saying one more sentence? He's too arrogant!    

    

"Divine Doctor Zhang, I'm sorry. Elder Sister Ying was afraid that I would suffer a loss, so it's for my own good."    

    

Dong Wanxuan quickly tried to smooth things over, then looked at the angry Elder Sister Ying and comforted her, "Elder Sister Ying, you go out first. The heart of a doctor's parent, I believe in Godly Doctor Zhang."    

    

"Ai!"    

    

Elder Sister Ying sighed heavily. She was extremely annoyed. She glared at Zhang Yang menacingly and walked out of the room reluctantly.    

    

She originally wanted to leave a gap, but Tia Xiong shut her up without saying a word. Elder Sister Ying was furious, but after seeing Tia Xiong's black tower-like valiant figure and his bell-like eyes, she finally didn't dare to continue making trouble.    

    

In the room, Dong Wanxuan smiled apologetically, but in her heart, she was slightly nervous.    

    

Today, she was wearing a large, pure white t-shirt and a pair of blue casual pants. Her legs were long and slender, making her look young and beautiful.    

    

Under Zhang Yang's indifferent gaze, she resisted all sorts of discomfort as she turned her back and shyly and slowly took off her shirt. Then, she sat on the bed and slowly took off her slacks as well.    

    

A nearly naked body was exposed to the air.    

    

It had to be said that Dong Wanxuan's appearance was flawless, and her figure was also absolutely perfect. She was 1.75 meters tall, with a golden ratio. The areas where she should be plump, the areas where she should be slim, and the areas where she should stand erect … Beautiful!    

    

"This way... Is that enough? "    

    

Dong Wanxuan feigned a relaxed expression. In truth, her slightly trembling voice and a layer of blush on her delicate body had completely betrayed her body and mind.    

    

"It's done."    

    

Zhang Yang nodded. Ever since he went crazy with Mu Han last night, it was a lie to see a perfect and delicate body that was not impetuous. But cultivators were like this and could suppress all kinds of desires in their hearts.    

    

"Get on the bed."    

    

Hearing this, Dong Wanxuan nodded shyly and quickly laid down on her stomach.    

    

Her back was white and smooth, and her bra only had a single transparent band. Furthermore, her inner body was even more infuriating. She was just a thin thread, definitely one that could not be seen even if one were to look at her buttocks … With such a nearly naked body in front of her, the curves of her body were exceptionally obvious.    

    

Zhang Yang walked in front of the bed and pulled over a chair to sit down. The breast of Dong Wanxuan, which had been squeezed, was clearly visible, as if she was about to jump out from the restraints.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yang slowly closed his eyes and opened them again. He took out a needle box, picked up a silver needle and walked forward.    

    

Alopecia is divided into congenital alopecia and acquired alopecia. In most cases, people belong to acquired alopecia, for example, androgen alopecia, neurotic alopecia, endocrine alopecia, chemical infection alopecia, all belong to acquired alopecia.    

    

However, congenital alopecia was the complete opposite. Since birth, there was no hair at all. There was also a method called hereditary alopecia.    

    

However, Zhang Yang had learned from his previous observation that Dong Wanxuan's parents and elders all had hair. In other words, they were not hereditary.    

    

In fact, the Spiritual Consciousness had already concluded after scanning Dong Wanxuan's scalp. The hair follicles on her scalp had already shriveled up and were clogged up. Not only that, there was also a problem with her blood, which was a huge hidden danger.    

    

He didn't know if Dong Wanxuan had found anything, but since they had met, Zhang Yang didn't mind treating her as well. That was also the reason why the price increased by 2 million just now.    

    

After Zhang Yang had entered the selfless state, the Spiritual Consciousness was much more accurate than the instruments. Every point on his scalp had been clearly displayed.    

    

Zhang Yang was very focused as he slowly stabbed Dong Wanxuan. For the next ten minutes, Dong Wanxuan's scalp was covered with a layer of silver needles.    

    

He didn't notice that their current position was too ambiguous. He was sitting on Dong Wanxuan's head with his legs crossed, while the other party's head … It was incomparably close to his legs, and under the disguise of the white coat, he could see from afar that … Moving and staying still was exactly like eating bananas in the legends!    

    

However, neither of them noticed this. Zhang Yang was very focused while Dong Wanxuan was immersed in a wonderful feeling.    

    

At the beginning, she would feel nervous every time the needles were inserted, but after a few times, there was no pain like she expected. Instead, the refreshing feeling coming from Zhang Yang's body made her slightly enchanted.    

    

What was this smell?    

    

So fragrant, so fresh, so empty, so big …    

    

She couldn't put it into words, she could only vaguely feel it. However, the deeper she went, the harder it became for her to extricate herself from it. It was like meeting a dewdrop during a long drought … No, it should be the taste of a drug!    

    

It was only when Zhang Yang finished his acupuncture and stood up that Dong Wanxuan came back to her senses. To her embarrassment, she found that there was a hint of disappointment in her heart … She hoped it would go on forever, but of course, she would never admit it.    

    

Lost? Looking forward to it?    

    

Don't tell me, you shameless girl, you're in heat?    

    

Dong Wanxuan blamed herself.    

    

"Alright, the hair follicle at the head has been prepared."    

    

Zhang Yang's voice sounded, "Next step, I need a massage treatment. Are you ready?