This matter isn't really Zhou Yan's fault for being so excited. She had never heard that cervicitis could be treated with massage!
Zhou Yan initially wanted to point at Lin Tian's nose and curse him out as a pervert and freak, but seeing his serious expression, she held back.
Lin Tian also realized his slip of the tongue and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "You sit down first. It's my fault for not explaining clearly. It's not about massaging the cervix... just the belly will do..."
"You're going to massage me?"
Lin Tian shrugged his shoulders, "What else?"
"Massage will work? When I'm in pain, I often rub my belly, and it doesn't help at all." Zhou Yan still couldn't believe it. This is too damn ridiculous, isn't it?
"That's the difference between you and me. I'm a doctor, would I deceive you? That would ruin my own reputation. I suppose you've had this condition for about three years, right? If you want a cure, just listen to me. You sit down first."
