When Wang Feng walked out of the hospital, it was completely dark, and he still couldn't recover.

He has not touched a woman for more than five years. He has probably been with Dongming Ziyu for a long time, and he has become a bit mysophobic in this regard. He no longer likes to use the same woman with others.

Even if there are military prostitutes in the military camp, Dongming Ziyu does not restrict his personal guards and secret guards from going to brothels to have fun, nor does he prevent his personal guards from getting married and renting houses. He still has no interest in women.

He even suspected that he didn't like women anymore, but today this woman almost drained him.

From mid-afternoon until now, they have not stopped.

He was completely out of control and she was extremely indulgent, but she said she was treating him...

"Commander Wang, what disease do you have that requires you to be treated for so long?" A curious guy still asked.

The look on his face was very caring, as sincere as caring about his own brother.

But the person who answered his sincere concern was Wang Feng's face that was colder than ice.

Everyone wisely shut up and followed Wang Feng silently: his face looked so ugly, he must be seriously ill.

They didn't see the expression on Wang Feng's face: excitement, madness, unwillingness, shame and anger... and finally it was frozen into a big ice cube.

After walking more than ten steps, Wang Feng looked back at the door of the medical center. The woman didn't come out. She probably couldn't straighten her waist, right?

Shangguan Ruoli laughed for a long time after hearing what Mo Wen said.

Mo Wen blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "Guess what? Wang Feng went to the hospital for treatment yesterday and today, and the treatment took a long time each time."

Shangguan Ruoli became even more curious about Bai Qingqing, so he went to Qingqing Medical Center in person the next day.

Now people are walking around on the streets of Mozhen, and some shops in the east and west cities have reopened. People's lives are slowly returning to normal.

Walking into Qingqing Medical Center, Shangguan Ruoli was refreshed.

This is a medical center designed and built according to the layout of a modern small hospital. In a large courtyard, there are specialized diagnosis rooms, a number-taking office, a pharmacy, a charging office, and about a dozen identical wards for seriously ill patients.

…

Outside is a wide atrium with benches for those waiting to rest temporarily.

Because Beiling soldiers burned, killed and looted, the people suffered from cold and starvation, and many people were suffering from illnesses. Now that there is peace, everyone came out to see a doctor. The benches were full, and many people held a number in their hands, saying that they wanted to see a doctor according to the serial number.

Shangguan Ruoli asked Rejoice to get the number and paid a penny.

But Sassoon didn't want to wait in the cold weather, so he walked up to an old woman at the front and asked, "Can I change your number with you for ten cents?"

The old woman had a sallow complexion and was stunned for a moment. After Sassoon said it again, she nodded hurriedly and said: "Okay, okay, okay!"

Someone else got hot-eyed and came up to her, saying: "Swap with me, mine is right behind her."

"Mine is coming soon too!"

"Change mine, change mine!"

…

Seeing that the scene was about to become chaotic, Sassoon took the number plate from the old woman's hand and gave her ten coins.

Rejoice gave the number plate to the old woman, and at the same time glanced coldly at those people who were boiling with jealousy.

After all, Rejoice is also someone close to Shangguan Ruoli, and this cold look is also very dignified.

Those people looked at the three people's attire and knew that their status was unusual, so they all sat back on the bench angrily.

Hearing the call from someone inside, Shangguan Ruoli walked into the clinic.

Bai Qingqing was wearing a white coat, sitting behind a high-legged table, with a stethoscope hanging around her neck, and was writing something in a small notebook with a ballpoint pen.

Shangguan Ruoli was horrified, but his expression did not change. He nodded with a smile and said, "Doctor Bai."

Bai Qingqing looked up and saw that it was her. She was slightly startled and said, "I saw you in the sick and wounded camp. They said you were Princess Xuan."

He seemed to realize that he should stand up and salute, and put his hands on the table to stand up.

Shangguan Ruoli pressed her shoulder, indicating that she didn't need to be polite, and sat down on the stool opposite her.

Bai Qingqing looked at Shangguan Ruoli and asked: "There should be a doctor, an imperial physician, etc. around the princess. Doesn't the princess come to me to see a doctor?"

Shangguan Ruoli had already thought of his words, "Imperial doctors and doctors are all men. Some diseases are better treated by women."

Bai Qingqing understood, put down her guard, relaxed her expression, and asked: "What's wrong with the princess?"

Shangguan Ruoli said: "I have never been pregnant since I got married, and I want you to see it."

Bai Qingqing said expressionlessly: "How long has the princess been married?"

Shangguan Ruoli: "It's been more than seven months."

Bai Qingqing chuckled: "It's only seven months, and the princess is too anxious."

Having said that, he still pushed the pulse pillow on the table towards Shangguan Ruoli.

Shangguan Ruoli put his wrist on the pulse pillow, "Many people who got married later than me are pregnant, so I'm a little worried."

"Actually, the princess is still young, so there is no need to rush to have a child." Bai Qingqing put her finger on Shangguan Ruoli's wrist, "However, the society is like this now. With your status, you still have to have a child by your side.

good."

The pulse was taken quickly and he said, "There is nothing wrong with the body's function, but a detailed examination is needed to determine if there are any problems with the uterus, fallopian tubes, ovaries, etc."

Shangguan Ruoli pretended to be confused and said: "I probably know the uterus, what are the fallopian tubes and ovaries?"

Bai Qingqing scratched her hair and wondered: "I can't explain this matter to you all day and night. Anyway, it is a part related to the birth of a child."

Shangguan Ruoli nodded, "Let's check."

She was sure that Dongming Ziyu was fine, and of course she felt that there was nothing wrong with her own health, but whether it was a checkup or not, it was not easy to meet a doctor like Bai Qingqing.

"Uh..." Bai Qingqing looked at Shangguan Ruoli with some embarrassment, "Princess, there are some things I have to tell you in advance..."

Shangguan Ruoli guessed what she wanted to say, so he nodded and said, "Please speak."

Bai Qingqing coughed slightly, with a troubled expression, and said: "For the examination, you need to take off your pants, and you have to put something into you to check."

She has met many women with gynecological problems and infertility, but when she mentioned this examination method, they all turned red and refused with shame and anger, and some even beat and scolded her.

Sure enough, Rejoice blushed and shouted angrily: "How dare you! How dare you treat the princess..."

Shangguan Ruoli raised his hand to stop her, "Don't shy away from medical treatment when you're sick."

Bai Qingqing was a little surprised by Shangguan Ruoli's reaction. She blinked in confusion and said in disbelief: "Are you going to be examined?"

Shangguan Ruoli nodded. In modern times, this kind of gynecological examination is normal. Married women should have a comprehensive gynecological examination every once in a while.

Mainly, she wanted to see what other examination instruments Bai Qingqing could come up with.

She could tell that the white coat on Bai Qingqing was not sewn by hand in ancient times, but by modern machinery. There were also her tweezers, stethoscope, ballpoint pen...

If we take out modern diagnostic equipment, it will be too... nonsense.
Chapter completed!