"Strong medicine?!"
The sisters were stunned, Chu Dazhuang's words left them somewhat confused.
What he said was indeed correct, this medical visit, although much better, always made them feel that the effect was not as good as the last time, weaker with each session.
And their own feeling, although increasingly pleasant, was always missing something.
They didn't know what was missing.
The sisters exchanged glances again and looked at Chu Dazhuang, who maintained a solemn expression.
"Brother Dazhuang, what is this strong medicine you speak of?"
Zhang Shuhui, on the other side of the wall, had also quietly moved to the window in front of the house, gently poking her head out and starting to watch.
She had been watching from the beginning, observing Chu Dazhuang's massage techniques.
Chu Dazhuang's massage was incredibly magical, making Zhang Shuhui's face flush and her heart beat faster, even stirring a reaction in her.
