Arrogant Healer God
Chapter 459: Do You Like Me?

Chapter 459: Chapter 459: Do You Like Me?

Because of her shyness, Emma Cobb closed her eyes.

Usually, Lionel Yeager could tell that this woman had a great figure even when she was dressed in a uniform.

Now, after she stripped her clothes off, Lionel came to realize that her figure was even better than he had imagined.

Perhaps due to her year-round cultivation, there was not a trace of excess fat on her body, and she looked round and full, simply top-notch.

Emma Cobb waited for a while, and when she saw that Lionel still hadn’t started his treatment, she couldn’t help but open her eyes.

"Dirty rascal!"

Seeing Lionel Yeager staring at a certain part of her body, she was both shy and annoyed, and she kicked towards Lionel’s legs!

"Hey!"

Lionel yelled out in surprise, hurriedly reaching out to grab the woman’s foot, "Miss Cobb, I don’t think I’ve offended you. Must you be so ruthless?"

"Hmph!"

Emma Cobb humph lightly, "Who told you to look around like that!"

Lionel stated seriously, "I was not looking around, I was looking at the acupoints on your body."

"You’re kidding me!"

Emma Cobb stared, "For a highly skilled doctor like you, you must already be familiar with the human body’s acupoints, so why would you need to look so long?"

Lionel grumbled, "Isn’t that for me to see more accurately, so I can heal you faster?"

"Nonsense, I will beat you to death!"

Emma Cobb yelled angrily, clenched her fists and went to hit Lionel Yeager.

Lionel grabbed hold of the woman’s hand and leaned forward, pressing her directly down onto the sofa.

Emma Cobb’s body grew tight in an instant, her breathing was short and her heart was pounding.

Lionel chuckled, "Don’t move around too much, be careful I might take advantage of that.

Just now your brother even said I should marry you.

If I swept you off your feet, your brother would probably wake up laughing from his dreams."

With a grief-stricken face, Emma cried out, "Earl Cobb, who sabotages their little sister like you do? I’m going to kill you!"

Lionel laughed, saying, " Okay, as long as you stop hitting me, I will treat you.

After the treatment, I will leave right away, okay?"

Emma Cobb puffed up her small mouth and turned her head aside.

"Will you agree or not?"

Lionel asked again.

"Hmph!"

Emma Cobb hummed twice, but she still wouldn’t agree.

Lionel said with a smirk, "It looks like you won’t behave until I teach you a lesson."

"What are you trying to do?"

Emma Cobb looked at Lionel Yeager in surprise.

"What do you think?"

Lionel responded with a wicked smile.

As he said this, Lionel reached out to undress Emma Cobb.

"Don’t mess around, I agree, okay, I agree!"

Emma Cobb immediately surrendered.

Lionel gave a hearty laugh, "That’s more like it!"

As he spoke, Lionel straightened his body.

Emma Cobb also sat up, she pouting and looked at Lionel Yeager with a grievance.

She really wanted to beat this guy up.

But thinking that she was no match for him, she could only let it go.

Lionel laughed secretly in his heart.

You little girl, do you think I can’t handle you?

Lionel coughed lightly and said, "Okay, stop looking at me like that, hurry up and start cultivating so I can help you with the acupuncture."

"Hmm!"

Emma Cobb glared at Lionel, then sat cross-legged on the sofa and started cultivating.

Lionel took out his silver needles and started giving her acupuncture.

Fortunately, the woman’s injuries were not particularly severe, and the treatment was timely. Therefore, Lionel only had to apply a few needles, and Emma Cobb’s wounds were healed.

Once he finished the acupuncture, Lionel exhaled a breath of turbid qi, "Miss Cobb, move your body a bit, see if it is better."

It’s not tiring to heal a woman’s wounds, but it’s a mental torture.

Emma Cobb opened her eyes, stopped her cultivation, and immediately threw a punch towards Lionel’s face!

"Damn, you’re still doing it!"

Lionel Yeager exclaimed, raising his right hand to block Emma Cobb’s oncoming punch.

He smirked, "Looking so spirited, you must be feeling better.

Alright, rest early. I’m going."

With that, Lionel stood up, preparing to leave.

"Wait!"

Emma Cobb suddenly called to halt Lionel.

"What’s up, anything else?"

Lionel looked at Emma with puzzlement.

With a complicated expression, Emma asked Lionel, "Bastard, how long will it take for me to surpass you?"

"What? Surpass me?"

Lionel couldn’t help but roar with laughter.

Emma pouted, "Stop laughing, I’m serious!"

"Okay! Okay! No more laughter."

Lionel stopped smiling and replied: "Miss Cobb, you’ve just stepped into the Grandmaster’s cultivation level.

Let alone surpassing me, even surpassing Prajna Bates would be difficult."

Emma wore a disappointed look and asked, "I am genuinely puzzled. We’re about the same age, then why are you so strong?

You should know, my big brother is the "Heavenly Genius" among East Nation’s younger generation, yet he still isn’t your match.

Even Sinclair Yoshimitsu, who’s insanely strong, was killed by you.

So, I’m really curious, how exactly do you train?"

Lionel smiled teasingly, "Miss Cobb, are you not aware, if you’re too curious about a person, then it is a warning sign that you’re falling for that person too.

Could it be true that, just like your brother, you’ve fallen for me?"

Emma’s face suddenly turned beet red as she hastily retorted, "Stop spouting nonsense! Who says I like you?

Could you be serious, I’m asking you a question!"

Lionel shrugged, saying: "Miss Cobb, the reason I have my current strength is solely because my way of cultivation differs from yours.

As for how they are different, stop asking.

When your strength is sufficiently strong, naturally you’ll understand."

Emma pursed her lips, asking, "Could you guide me?"

"Of course, I can."

Lionel nodded, "If you don’t understand anything about training, you can come to me anytime."

With that said, Lionel turned around, walking towards the room exit.

But Emma suddenly said, "Bastard, from now on, stop calling me Miss Cobb, just call me Ivana."

"Alright."

With a slight smile, Lionel left the room.

Only when he shut the door did Emma snap back to her senses.

She blankly stared at the entrance, touched her burning cheeks, mumbling, "What a disaster, I wouldn’t have actually fallen for this jerk?

But this man is already someone else’s husband, then what should I do!

Yet, this jerk is truly impressive.

Had he not arrived in time tonight to save me, I would really have been in danger..."

Emma sat on the sofa, mumbling to herself.

As she continued speaking, she realized her heartbeat was increasing rapidly.

"Ah..."

She let out a scream, suddenly tumbling onto the sofa, her feet wildly kicking in the air, screaming in madness.

"Oh my, Ivana, Ivana, how could you have been captured by a man so easily!"

After leaving Emma’s room, Lionel headed to Prajna Bates’ door.

After mulling it over, he knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

The voice of Prajna Bates carried from inside.

Lionel said, "Prajna, it’s me."

"Mr. Yeager?"

Soon, the room door was opened.

Prajna Bates stood there dressed in a sleeprobe, looking fetching as always.

But the girl had red eyes and tear streaks, evidently, she had been crying.

Lionel’s brows knitted, he asked, "Prajna, what’s wrong, why have you been crying?"