My breath slowed by half a beat.

Just from seeing the lower halves, I could tell that they were quite large, white and tender, extremely eye-catching.

I was hoping she’d continue lifting her sweater so I could see the whole thing.

But Jingya seemed to notice my gaze, and her face flushed.

She quickly turned around, her back to me, lifted her clothes, and brought one of her white melons to the child’s mouth.

This made my heart itch unbearably.

Having just given birth, her white melons—I’d never seen such a thing, especially while breastfeeding.

"Be good, baby, don’t rush. Mom will try to feed you well."

Jingya fed the child while coaxing softly.

After several minutes, the baby finally settled down and fell asleep.

But when she lowered her clothes and turned back around, there was no trace of milk at the corner of the baby’s mouth, and the child seemed weak.

"Miss Wang, are you experiencing a milk blockage?"

I immediately spotted the problem.

Jingya nodded, "That’s right, Doctor Zhang. I’ve been unable to produce milk recently. Please check my pulse."

She carefully held her child with one arm and approached me, extending her other hand.

Her hand was small and delicate, fair as jade, appearing soft and boneless.

"Alright, let me have a look."

I placed my fingers on her wrist.

After a moment, I also felt along the back and palm of her hand a few times.

Her hand was incredibly comfortable to the touch, and even the slightest touch was enjoyable.

"Um, Doctor Zhang, what exactly is wrong with me?"

Jingya felt ticklish, biting her lip gently.

To avoid raising her suspicions, I quickly withdrew my hand, putting on a serious expression, "Your condition is caused by a blockage of your Qi and blood."

"So how should we treat it? Is it just a prescription? I’ve heard you’re quite knowledgeable with prescriptions."

"Well, it’s a bit serious in your case, the blockage is too severe. Drinking medicine might not be effective."

I feigned a serious demeanor.

Actually, with my prescription, she’d be fine in less than a day.

But the way she lifted her clothes earlier, half-revealing, had stirred my desire.

I wanted to see it completely.

"Huh?"

Jingya looked anxious, "Doctor Zhang, is there any other way? The baby has been hungry for a long time."

"There’s another option, but with that massage technique, I’m afraid you might not be comfortable with it."

I paused, hesitant.

This piqued her curiosity.

"What kind of massage technique? Can you tell me first?"

"It’s to massage the blocked area."

I wasn’t lying; many lactation specialists do this, and my technique is better, capable of clearing it instantly.

But upon hearing this, Jingya’s face flushed red with embarrassment.

She nearly turned to leave immediately.

However, at that moment, the baby in her arms started to cry again.

"Be good, baby, don’t cry."

Jingya’s face turned pale, and she hastily tried to soothe the baby.

Moments later, the child calmed down a bit, but with its mouth open and little hands fluttering, it was clearly very hungry.

"Miss Wang, if you’re uncomfortable, I can massage your back; it might help a little."

I couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

So I offered her an alternative.

Stimulating the back, while not as effective, could still be useful.

Jingya was still a bit hesitant.

But seeing the baby starving.

She nodded reluctantly, "Doctor Zhang, let’s go with your suggestion to massage the back. It’s not a solution for the baby to be hungry all the time."

"Okay, place the baby on the therapy table, and lift your sweater with your back to me."

I guided her to settle the baby on the therapy table.

Then I found her a stool to sit on with her back to me.

Under my gaze, she slowly lifted her sweater, revealing her graceful waist, followed by her fair, smooth, and beautiful back, with a gentle curve.

Su Qin’s jade-like back was already rare, like satin.

But Jingya’s beautiful back was like freshly fallen gentle snow, hard to tell which is superior.

Especially her large white melons in front, even from the back, you could see the outline of the side...