[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 15, Chapter 3)

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Chapter 3 Expensive Health Checkup

The beach in summer is never short of people, even though Tokyo has beaches everywhere.

"Ah...ah..."

Miho stood on a protruding rock, her two delicate hands forming a megaphone shape, shouting loudly at

the calm sea. The girl's voice was crisp, even her screams were very pleasant to the ear.

"Did you enjoy it?" Standing under the rock, I looked up at her and asked.

The girl wore a beautiful dress; under her snow-white shirt was a knee-length pleated black skirt. Standing

on the rock, the sea breeze inevitably revealed glimpses of her skin. Several times I caught a glimpse of her cute white panties

, paired with the little beauty's long, fair legs—an indescribable temptation.

Of course, I still had some self-control, so now my eyes were on the little beauty's pink face.

"Not enough!"

Nabeshima Miho cried out, her small chest heaving and her breath coming in gasps, but then her eyes lit up: "Toshio,

catch me!" With that, she closed her eyes and jumped down without looking back.

That's what you call Nabeshima Miho—she's just a child, doing whatever comes to mind. By the time she remembered that if

Toshio didn't catch her, she'd hit a rock, her delicate body had already fallen into a warm embrace.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" I put her down beside me and scolded her.

"Haha, this is so exciting!" The little beauty smiled sweetly at me, then suddenly stretched out her arms and wrapped them around

my neck, her small mouth slamming close to my ear: "Ah..."

The moment the mischievous glint appeared in her big eyes, I was already on guard.

The instant the sound waves entered my ear, I used my inner energy to seal the nerves in that ear, preventing the high-decibel sound waves from invading.

The little girl had no idea of the consequences. In that sudden, close-range attack, with her childlike

voice still unspoken, it was enough to severely damage someone's eardrums. Luckily, it was me; anyone else would have been dizzy

and their ears ringing. Just

as I was wondering whether to punish this reckless girl, two cool, sweet lips pressed

against mine, a light touch before quickly pulling away.

"Hehe... I don't know why, but seeing you so calm and collected makes me feel

uncomfortable ... I'm so sad, you have to be there for me." Nabeshima Miho struggled out of my arms, jumped to

the ground, and looked up at me with a charmingly innocent expression. "But you're not at a loss either, this was my first kiss, and you got it.

You'll have to take good care of me at school from now on."

"Naughty!" I smiled, changing the subject. "Are you feeling better now?"

"Mmm..." Nabeshima Miho nodded seriously. "Toshio, thank you."

I led her towards the vast sea. "Let adults worry about their troubles.

Worrying won't help. What you need to do is do what you love and not worry."

"I was so angry yesterday, I didn't even go home, I just made a phone call. I really shouldn't have done that!"

Nabeshima Miho said softly. "Also, I initially thought that woman was a vixen, but this morning I

remembered that Dad didn't even know what I lost last night, yet he was willing to protect her with his body the moment he saw her. That kind of

affection definitely isn't for a vixen... And when Dad told me that they've known each other since they were teenagers, and

that Yulis only has Dad as her man, I felt that she was actually quite wronged..."

The little beauty murmured her feelings to herself, no longer confiding in me, but in

herself .

For a young girl to have such delicate thoughts proved that she wasn't just mischievous and clever, but also

possessed a tender and considerate heart.

Not long after, Nabeshima Miho, who was sitting on the rock, fell asleep on my shoulder.

She was exhausted. She'd spent most of last night drinking to vent, and this morning she'd been showing off with Ryohei everywhere, only

to get a beating from her father… Watching the little beauty breathe evenly, a slight smile appearing on her innocent and stunning face

, I suddenly thought it would be nice if my future daughter was like her.

"Mr. Liu."

An hour after the little beauty had fallen asleep, a woman's voice sounded behind us. Actually, I'd

already noticed her approaching quickly, but I pretended not to know anything and turned around to look at this

beautiful woman who looked to be in her thirties. Not far behind her, a group of men in black were the same ones who had stood outside the Imperial Hotel earlier that day

.

"You are..."

"I am Miho's mother, Ryoko Nabeshima. I rushed over as soon as I heard she was here." The beautiful

woman looked at her daughter and, seeing that she was neatly dressed, breathed a sigh of relief and became even more respectful:

"Ms. Liu, you've really gone to so much trouble. It's just a family matter..." "

Although Nabeshima isn't my student, she is still a student of our Sakura Academy, so it's only right that I care about her ." I interrupted her: "Excuse my impertinence, Mrs. Nabeshima, you heard about the conflict

between Nabeshima and her father last night , didn't you?" 　　"I heard about it." Ryoko Nabeshima nodded, then hesitated for a moment: "Sir, to be honest, I knew a little about this beforehand, but that's how things are in Japan. As long as he's good to me and good to Miho, I'm content. As for anything else, I don't want to fight for it." 　　"Hearing your words, Madam, reminds me of an old Chinese saying, 'Contentment brings happiness,' which puts my mind at ease entrusting her to you." I smiled faintly and stood up. "Let's go. I'll take Miho to the car. She finally fell asleep; don't disturb her." 　　"Thank you," Nabeshima Ryoko said gratefully. 　　She understood my meaning. If she were in a state of suicidal thoughts, it wouldn't be suitable to counsel her daughter , and I wouldn't have entrusted Miho to her. Although it was somewhat overstepping my authority, it showed my responsible attitude. Having such a teacher to care for her was what truly made Nabeshima Ryoko happy. 　　My date with Iwashita Haruka was interrupted. We had agreed to make it up to her next time, but soon we were both busy . 　　Iwashita Haruka was puzzled because she suddenly discovered that all attacks against the Iwashita group had vanished without a trace. 　　She knew it couldn't all be due to the assassination of Kuroda Sanpei. While wondering, she didn't forget to take advantage of the situation...

With a swift and decisive move, the Iwashita Group quickly regained control of its occupied territories and consolidated its power.

While her father was still recovering from serious injuries, Iwashita Haruka, as the de facto leader of the Iwashita Group, wished she could be divided into several people

, so how could she have the mind for romance?

I was preoccupied with surgery and medical checkups for various wealthy individuals, which took up a significant amount of my time. The power of enormous sums of money

is immense , but it depends on where it's used. For example, when used at Suzuki's private clinic,

Suzuki Kyoka, with her Robin Hood-like spirit and four beautiful nurses, was very excited and actively preparing; but if used on

world- class medical equipment manufacturers, it would be absolutely ineffective.

For instance, SFC in Frankfurt, Germany, always strives for perfection and has extremely strict

requirements . They absolutely refuse to sell to anyone who cannot fully utilize their precision instruments; another example is

the Zurich National Hospital Research Center in Switzerland, which produces only five precision atrial function testing instruments per year, and with

orders already booked for ten years, they refuse to let anyone cut in line.

Seeing the beautiful doctor's anxious expression, I felt sorry for her and gestured for her to use my name.

Anyway, this was common knowledge throughout Japan's high society, so there was no need to hide it too much.

Suzuki Kyoka tried to do as I said, and as a result, the dozen or so pieces of modern equipment needed

were airlifted from all over the world at top speed, along with top-notch personnel from various manufacturers to assemble,

calibrate, and teach how to use them.

In the words of the manufacturers, "The medical equipment we produce is to save patients'

lives. In this world, if there's anyone who can make us break with convention, then besides Mr.

Gonzalez , it's only Mr. Nach. No one else can use our products better than them,

and to be designated by Mr. Nach to use them is our greatest honor."

In just three days, all the equipment in the at least 150-square-meter instrument room was installed and

calibrated , and all the nurses followed the blond, blue-eyed foreigner, learning how to use the equipment.

The wealthy individuals undergoing medical checkups were discerning; the

state-of-the-art equipment bearing the logos of world-renowned medical manufacturers signified the accuracy of the examinations, giving them confidence in the process.

Their results were largely similar, with only minor issues like overuse injuries and high blood pressure;

none of the common middle-aged ailments like diabetes or high cholesterol were present.

While wealthy countries often suffer from lifestyle diseases, Japan is an exception, largely attributed to its diet of deep-sea

fish and a variety of fruits and vegetables. This reminded me of a discussion González raised a few years ago:

long-lived people generally live near the sea.

Receiving news of one's good health from a world-class doctor would be a cause for celebration for anyone

; the 50 million yen examination fee was insignificant.

In truth, none of them had ever seen Mr. Nach's face. Throughout the examination, they

only heard a cool, clear male voice directing the procedures.

No one doubted whether the doctor was Mr. Nach, as the respectful expressions of the blond, blue-eyed equipment

operators made the truth clear.

Several elderly men in their fifties and sixties, experiencing discomfort in their livers and blood vessels, underwent examinations and

scheduled surgeries. When informed of their appointment time at Suzuki's private clinic, they left with smiles, showing no signs of anxiety about surgery— it would be a joke

to lack confidence in the world's top surgeon . 　　Upon hearing that Dr. Nak would personally oversee follow-up treatments, the previously hesitant wealthy individuals immediately became eager , and soon, the schedule for medical checkups was booked until the end of the year. 　　In just two weeks, Kyoka received a staggering 5 billion yen in medical checkup and appointment fees, leaving her and her four beautiful nurses speechless for a long time. 　　"I've decided! Within a month, I'll double the size of Suzuki's private clinic!" 　　Kyoka's bold declaration filled me with tenderness, and a gentle, intimate moment was naturally inevitable. 　　To be honest, my self-control was quite impressive; I had almost completely explored the beautiful doctor's body, yet I still managed to resist the final hurdle. 　　It's not that I'm being fussy, and the beautiful doctor is absolutely willing, but I'm still absorbing the essence of the three-headed python's inner core. Just in case something unexpected happens, it's better to be cautious. 　　Mencius said it well: "When Heaven is about to place a great responsibility on a person, it first tests their sinews and bones..." 　　My old man always told me that enjoyment is a necessary pleasure in life, but to enjoy even greater pleasures, one must endure hardships that ordinary people cannot bear. 　　My internal energy cultivation is inherently extremely strong and yang, and now, having absorbed a large amount of elixir energy, my true yang has reached a peak, almost breaking through my current level. 　　If I endure it and use this true yang to break through the limitations, my achievements will reach another level; if I can't endure it, I 'll remain at my current level. 　　When I first returned from Hokkaido, I was still complaining in my heart, wishing my concubines were here, so that yin and yang could be balanced, and I wouldn't feel so stifled... But now I realize that if I had balanced yin and yang from the beginning, I would never have experienced this level. 　　As the cultivation technique progresses more smoothly and my internal energy becomes increasingly refined, I can faintly feel the pulsation . It seems that opening all the meridians in my body will be within the next few days. 　　Once I advance to the next level, the first thing I'll do is eat Kyoka's little suckling pig, so she won't always look at me with a resentful expression when I leave .

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