During their conversation, Jin Ying took Chen Dong's hand and felt her chest, touching the softness and elasticity of her mounds and detecting a slight hardness within, which was probably a lump.
"Feel it for yourself, is there some hardness inside?" she asked as she placed Chen Dong's hand on her bust.
Chen Dong replied, "There is indeed some hardness inside, a lump."
"However, I treated your illness a few days ago, cleared the qi and blood in your body; you shouldn't fall ill in such a short time."
Chen Dong's expression grew serious, and he gave a firm squeeze, "Does it hurt?"
Jin Ying shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a bit itchy."
Chen Dong then examined Jin Ying carefully, "The lump inside you is probably not caused by illness, but by your cultivation practice."
"There is an issue with the cultivation technique you're practicing."
