"If you don't look down on me, then please do me this favor. I really have had a rough time over the years, living with a bastard of a man. I haven't had a single good day!"
Wang Zhengfang, as she spoke, embraced Li Fei and began to cry softly, her body trembling.
Li Fei turned around; her hair just brushed his eyebrows, and she was quite tall.
Li Fei placed his hands by her ears, steadied her head, and looked at her beautiful face, so pitiable like a pear flower bathed in rain. His heart softened, and he nodded gently at her. The anxious Wang Zhengfang immediately threw herself into his arms.
Li Fei then began to treat her carefully, clearing her system thoroughly. Wang Zhengfang instantly felt relaxed all over, a long-lost sense of comfort filling her entire body. Then, something magical happened: The dull pain in her lower abdomen was gone, and she felt refreshed and invigorated.
Li Fei smiled at her and said, "Zhengfang, if you feel unwell again, just call me."
