"Dr. Wang, aren't you trying to make me quit sex?" Fan Jian asked weakly.
"Why, do you have any other ideas? How about I go discuss it with your wife and adopt an open-door policy towards you?" Wang Gen asked with a sneer.
"Oh, forget it!" Fan Jian replied hurriedly.
Fan Jian obtained Wang Gensheng's consent and went to the treatment room, accompanying his wife who was still receiving silver needles.
Seeing his wife's clothes being lifted up, revealing a patch of white flowers, Fan Jian not only felt distressed, but also felt pain in his balls.
Wang Gensheng thought it was a bargain and wanted to give him money. There was no reason at all.
Fan Jian really wanted to become a doctor himself so that he could take advantage of other people's wives and take revenge.
To be honest, Wang Gensheng didn't have any thoughts about Yang Hua.
The women Wang Gensheng likes are all beautiful and gentle.
Poplar flowers are beautiful, but not gentle.
Zhang Yingying and Wang Gensheng were sitting in another room talking. Zhang Yingying was very puzzled by the treatment plan given by Wang Gensheng just now.
Furthermore, there was nothing special about the two prescriptions Wang Gensheng prescribed to Fan Jian and his wife, they were just ordinary tonics.
"Gensheng, I have some doubts. You bring your emotions to work." Zhang Yingying looked at it, still a little confused.
Wang Gensheng was stunned: "Sister Yingying, why do you think so?"
"If you want someone to treat a disease, and you ask them to ban it, even the court has no such right. They are a married couple who have obtained the certificate, and it is legal."
Zhang Yingying talked softly, she just thought that Wang Gensheng was unhappy with Fan Jian and his wife, so she probably wanted to use some tricks to deal with them.
"Sister Yingying, Fan Jian and his wife are actually not seriously ill. Their illness lies in their hearts. First, they are self-righteous, and second, they are eager to have a baby.
So, he worked day and night to make babies, but the more Fan Jian was like this, the harder it was to provide enough, do you understand?" Wang Gensheng said softly.
Zhang Yingying looked at Wang Gensheng, as if she had some realization, and frowned: "I don't understand..."
"Headache." Wang Gensheng sighed and opened his arms.
"You have a headache. You can rub your temples and open your arms for what?" Zhang Yingying asked gently.
Wang Gensheng looked at Zhang Yingying and smiled bitterly: "I didn't get a good rest last night and I have a severe headache. If you give me a hug, I'll be fine."
Zhang Yingying was stunned again. Everyone familiar with Wang Gensheng's hugs knew that Wang Gensheng's hugs could cure diseases, but could her own hugs do the same?
However, looking at Wang Gensheng's almost painful and sincere eyes, Zhang Yingying couldn't bear to refuse. She stepped forward and hugged Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng was suddenly confused and felt that happiness came too quickly.
Ever since Zhang Yingying came to work in the infirmary, she and Wang Gensheng seemed to treat each other as if they were guests, and they rarely had physical contact, let alone a hug.
Unfortunately, happiness is always too short.
Within five seconds of Wang Gensheng's body and mind being enveloped in soft happiness, Zhang Yingying had already let go of him and stepped aside.
"Does your head hurt now?" Zhang Yingying asked, a little naughty.
"No, it seems to hurt more." Wang Gensheng replied with a frown.
"Why?" Zhang Yingying asked.
"Your speed was too fast. You retreated before my head could feel the tenderness of your hug. How about we go inside and hug each other on the bed."
Wang Gensheng said with a smile, his eyes a little lustful.
"Sister Yingying, I really have a headache. I promise to just hug you and not do anything out of the ordinary." Wang Gensheng raised his hand and swore.
"Go away, I don't know what you are thinking." Zhang Yingying squeaked and went to the pharmacy to get medicine for Fan Jian and his wife.
Wang Gensheng felt bored, so he returned to his diagnosis room and sat down. He didn't look like a doctor, and he seemed to be waiting for something to happen.
When she was feeling sleepy, Xiaohua came in with a basket: "Brother Gensheng, help me sell dates."
"Xiaohua, I'm a doctor, how can I have time to sell dates for you?" Wang Gensheng really got a headache when he saw Xiaohua.
I don’t know where she is from or what her last name is. She seems to have grown into a big girl, but her mind seems to be that of a six or seven year old.
"No, Xiaohua wants you to help me sell dates!" Xiaohua came over, took Wang Gensheng's arm, and shook it for a while.
At this moment, even if Wang Gensheng was really Liu Xiahui, it would be difficult for him to remain calm.
Xiaohua is not only beautiful, but also extremely plump. Even Zhang Yingying feels inferior to her.
Wang Gensheng was a little shaken and became distraught. In desperation, he could only say softly: "How about you wait, and I will sell them all for you in a while?"
"Really?" Xiaohua let go of Wang Gensheng and looked at him with wide eyes.
"It must be true. You go and play by yourself for a while, okay?" Wang Gensheng said patiently.
Xiaohua nodded and went out, but the bamboo basket was left behind by Wang Gensheng.
In the treatment room, Yang Hua was still wearing silver needles. Wang Gensheng went in and said to Fan Jian: "Fan Jian, I'm going to take the needle. Get out quickly."
"She is my wife, can't I stay with her?" Although Fan Jian is cheap, he can also be stubborn.
"Then come on, I'll go out." As he spoke, Wang Gensheng walked outside.
Fan Jian grabbed Wang Gensheng's hand and said, "Doctor Wang, come here and I'll go out."
"Let go, your hands are dirty and you want me to disinfect them again." Wang Gensheng shook off Fan Jian's hand and said angrily.
Fan Jian was waiting outside and didn't know what Wang Gensheng and his wife were doing inside.
Sometimes, you will hear your wife moaning softly, and the sound can't help but make people imagine.
Wang Gensheng, you big bastard, in the name of treatment, you are definitely taking advantage of my wife, taking advantage of her, and taking advantage of her.
Fan Jian was outside, pacing back and forth, feeling like he was worse than dead.
Wife, you must be reserved. Although I desperately want a child, it will definitely be difficult for me to accept a child like this.
Fan Jian was thinking wildly outside, but her wife was screaming happily inside: "Oh, try harder, be gentle, it feels so uncomfortable, it feels so good..."
What does this mean?
Make it harder and lighter?
If it feels uncomfortable, why does it feel so good?
What a Wang Gensheng, he actually defiled my wife in broad daylight!
Fan Jian pushed the door but did not open it.
He stepped back and slammed into it.
There was only a bang as the door burst open.
What caught Fan Jian's eyes was not the picture he imagined.
At this moment, Wang Gensheng was making fists and pressing the acupuncture points on his wife's soles with his knuckles.
"Fan Jian, what are you doing here?" Wang Gensheng asked angrily.
Fan Jian's wife Yang Hua was even more angry. She was enjoying herself when she suddenly stopped. It felt uncomfortable: "Fan Jian, are you really going to be a bitch?"
"Wife, I'm afraid, afraid..."
Fan Jian was in trouble, his voice just now was too fragrant.