"Do you still need treatment?" Wang Gensheng asked softly.
"Can it be left alone?" He asked in return.
"It seems impossible." Wang Gensheng said to himself.
"Then what are you waiting for?" He asked angrily.
"Waiting for you to take off your clothes." Wang Gensheng said seriously.
"Then why don't you take off your clothes?" Zhao Meng's face suddenly turned red, as if she was expecting something to happen.
Wang Gensheng was startled: "Why should I take off my clothes?"
"You, didn't you say you want to be strong...what?" Zhao Meng felt that her words were so feeble.
"Yes, I just want to be strong...what the hell!" Wang Gensheng said softly.
"Can you tell me more clearly, what time has it been, and why do you still want to pretend to be a gentleman?" Zhao Meng said helplessly.
Wang Gensheng laughed instead: "I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear. The thought of taking off your clothes was a bit overwhelming."
Forcing someone to do something difficult?
It turns out it’s not strong... what is that?
Zhao Meng felt more and more speechless: "If you had said it earlier, there wouldn't have been so many misunderstandings. I thought you said you wanted to be strong."
"You are stupid. If I really want to rape you, do I still have to tell you?" Wang Gen shook his head and sighed.
Monster, absolutely monster.
On a normal day, Zhao Meng would have turned over and sat up, slapped Wang Gensheng ten times, and greeted his eighteen generations of ancestors.
But now, she has completely lost her temper and strength. Her princess disease was cured by Wang Gensheng.
Zhao Meng is very beautiful and cute when she takes off her clothes.
But in Wang Gensheng's view, she was just a patient who needed his treatment.
There was not a trace of obscenity or vulgarity in Wang Gensheng's eyes.
There is only seriousness and compassion, the kind care of a doctor.
Wang Gensheng's technique is very unique and can make patients have many beautiful fantasies.
It is under such a beautiful fantasy that the patient will not feel too much pain and discomfort.
The entire massage, including massage and acupuncture, lasted about two hours.
During these two hours, Zhao Meng slept like a baby. In his sleep, he often smiled sweetly inadvertently.
When she woke up, Zhao Meng found Wang Gensheng leaning on the sofa opposite, his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed.
She was wearing one of her own shirts, which didn't seem to reveal much.
"Wang Gensheng." Zhao Meng called out softly.
Wang Gensheng opened his eyes, took out his cell phone, looked at it, and said angrily: "There's still half an hour left, you can still lie down."
"I, I want that." Zhao Meng blushed and didn't know how to speak.
"I'm thinking about it too. You still have silver needles stuck in your body. Why is that? Besides, you haven't had that for more than 20 years, and now you can't wait any longer?"
Wang Gensheng looked helpless and sat upright.
"Wang Gensheng, what are you talking about? I haven't had that for more than 20 years, and I haven't been suffocated to death yet." Zhao Meng said angrily, wanting to move but not daring to move.
"There are so many nuns in the world, why don't we see a few who suffocate to death?" Wang Gensheng said seriously.
"That's not what I said. You can't be a few minutes ahead of time. I really can't bear it anymore."
If it weren't for her identity, Zhao Meng would really want to cry.
"That Zhao Meng, Miss Zhao, which one are you talking about? I'm not as educated as you, so I don't understand." Wang Gensheng said helplessly.
"I need to pee..."
Zhao Meng shouted loudly. At this moment, she no longer cared about her status as a rich young lady or a wealthy princess.
"That's right. People have three urgent needs, and peeing is not a scandal." Wang Gensheng laughed, looking very sympathetic.
"Then come here and pull out my silver needle." Zhao Meng said softly.
"No." Wang Gensheng said firmly.
"Why?" Zhao Meng was speechless again.
"Because the time has not come yet." Wang Gensheng said seriously.
"Time is dead and people are alive, so can't you be more flexible?" Zhao Meng asked back.
Wang Gensheng looked at the time, stood up, and was about to leave: "It's five minutes past two in the afternoon. You said time is dead, so I'm leaving."
"Don't leave!" Zhao Meng said quickly.
"You said it yourself, time is dead and people are alive. I can't be crucified here!" Wang Gensheng said with a funny face.
"Wang Gensheng, I made a mistake, okay!" Zhao Meng never apologizes to others or speaks softly. This is probably the first time in his history.
"It doesn't matter if I'm wrong." Wang Gensheng said firmly again.
"Why?" Zhao Meng wanted to get angry again.
"Because the time has not come yet, the sense of time must be strong, although I am not a person with a strong sense of time." Wang Gensheng said softly.
Zhao Meng simply shut up. It was a great irony for a person who had no concept of time to talk to her about the concept of time at this moment.
However, it was really unbearable for her and she had not gone to the toilet for nearly four hours.
The more I think about not going to the toilet, the stronger the urge to go to the toilet becomes.
But Wang Gensheng seemed unable to shut his mouth, and he actually pinched his lips and played a ditty.
"Wang Gensheng, I beg you, please stop bragging, okay?" Zhao Meng looked sideways at Wang Gensheng, almost crying and begging him.
"Zhao Meng, I'm not bragging, I'm just playing a tune to relieve the tense atmosphere, it seems right!" Wang Gensheng said softly.
"You are right, I was wrong." Zhao Meng cried sadly.
"Now that you know you're wrong, what else do you say?" Wang Gensheng asked.
"Where did I go wrong?" Zhao Meng also asked.
"You made a mistake yourself, why did you ask me?" Wang Gensheng asked with a smile.
"Wang Gensheng, I hate you." Zhao Meng said angrily.
"I didn't expect you to love me either." Wang Gensheng said.
Zhao Meng really wanted to cry. Wang Gensheng was a monster in her eyes. Zhao Meng couldn't understand why Wang Gensheng wanted to deliberately punish her.
The key point is that there is no reason to refute it.
Wang Gensheng stood up and walked to Zhao Meng's side: "The time is coming soon, and you will be liberated soon."
Zhao Meng didn't want to talk to Wang Gensheng, and Wang Gensheng couldn't say what she wanted to hear.
Wang Gensheng gently lifted up Zhao Meng's shirt and said with a smile: "A beauty is a beauty. If she had a better temper, she would be even more perfect."
Zhao Meng closed her eyes in shame. At this moment, she could only regard herself as a patient.
Regardless of whether Wang Gensheng took advantage of it intentionally or unintentionally, Zhao Meng had only one thought, to endure it.
Two minutes later, Wang Gensheng had already left and sat opposite Zhao Meng: "Zhao Meng, you can sit up and put on your clothes."
Zhao Meng sat up and hurriedly got dressed.
I glanced at Wang Gensheng secretly. At this moment, Wang Gensheng was just standing by the window, looking at the scenery outside.