【My Beloved Wife's Hospital Adventures】

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My Wife's Hospital Adventure

Due to the recent SARS outbreak, everyone was filled with anxiety. A few days ago, my wife had some cold symptoms,

and panicked, immediately putting on a mask and rushing to the hospital for a checkup. She was gone all morning. Worried about

her took a break at noon to go home and found her face flushed and silent for a long time. Sensing something

was wrong, I pressed her for an explanation, but she wouldn't say. That evening, she finally told me what had happened.

At the hospital, probably because of SARS, people were hesitant to go to such places, so the queue

was surprisingly short, and it was my wife's turn quickly. The doctor examining her was a man in his thirties.

After listening to my wife's description of her symptoms, he picked up his stethoscope and gestured for her to pull her shirt down from her pants.

My wife was dressed casually that day, wearing belted jeans and

a semi-transparent silk blouse over a tank top. She pulled her shirt out of her pants, and the doctor

slipped inside, then pushed up her bra, the cold instrument pressed directly against her full, smooth

breasts.

She quickly felt the doctor's fingers seemingly brushing against her breasts, intentionally or unintentionally

. The stethoscope was on her left breast, but at least two of the doctor's fingers had wandered to the edge of her right breast,

gently caressing it. However, she was too embarrassed to complain; making a sound would only bring

her embarrassment. She simply asked, "Doctor, how long will it take?"

The doctor seemed startled, quickly withdrawing his hand and stammering, "Oh, okay, that's enough. You

need to get a chest X-ray." He then hastily scribbled down a test form. She quickly straightened her clothes.

When she went to pay, she saw there were no more patients waiting outside, and the doctor followed her out, locked the door, and left.

She paid the fee and went to the X-ray room. The room was divided into two sections, and the examining physician was a

younger male doctor. The doctor took the examination form from her hand, gestured for her to wait outside, and went into the inner

room. After a while, the doctor came out again, locked the examination room door, and said to the wife, "Take

off your clothes." The wife did as she was told, taking off her shirt, leaving her only in a tank top. The doctor shook his head: "Take off all your clothes."

The wife was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise, "All off? This…" She had had chest X-rays more than once before, and

most of the time she would just stand there and have the scan, at most taking off one or two thicker outer garments. She never expected that

this hospital would require a naked examination. The doctor nodded and explained, "Yes, we have the latest imported

digital X-ray machine, which is very accurate. If you wear clothes, the clothing fibers will be captured in the image, and the results will be

inaccurate ."

The wife hesitated for a moment, but thinking that she was already here, she couldn't not have a thorough examination, and

as the saying goes, there is no privacy in front of a doctor, so she had no choice but to take off her tank top and bra, standing there shirtless.

Although the temperature was already quite high, and the air conditioning wasn't on indoors (due to SARS), the wife still felt a chill run down her naked body under

the doctor's intense gaze. She could only console herself: she

was wearing a mask now, so even though the doctor could see her body, he couldn't see her face completely, and even if they met again, he

probably wouldn't recognize her.

The doctor stared at her for a while, until she lowered her head shyly. His face was masked,

so his expression was unreadable. He gestured for her to stand in front of the huge X-ray machine, then placed her hands behind her back,

crossed them , and pushed against her bare back. She was involuntarily forced into a posture with her chest out, making her

prominent breasts stand out even more. The doctor said, "Stay like that, don't move," and went back into the inner room.

The following time felt like an eternity. The wife stood naked from the waist up, her hands behind her back, in front of the machine,

afraid to move. Of course, her heart was pounding, but she tried her best to appear calm and composed,

concealing her anxiety. Often bound and gagged, she suddenly felt like a captured

heroine , stripped naked by the enemy, her hands bound behind her back, standing in an interrogation room awaiting their cruelty.

Thinking of this, she clenched her fists and

thrust her already prominent breasts forward even further.

Suddenly, the buzzing of the machine interrupted her reverie. She looked up and saw the flat

lens moving forward, first gently, then firmly against her breasts. She felt a

cool sensation on her breasts and couldn't help but let out a soft "Oh." Then the lens suddenly moved up and down, and her breasts were

rubbed . The cool stimulation combined with this "rubbing" caused her nipples to immediately become engorged and erect. Feeling

the change in her body, her face flushed crimson.

She didn't know how much time passed before the buzzing sound resumed, and the lens left her breasts. Her

previously flattened breasts returned to their original shape, and her nipples, unobstructed, immediately stood erect.

The wife, who had initially breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at herself and felt her face flush even more. She was again thankful that

she had worn a mask, which would conceal her embarrassment. She walked towards the door, intending to get dressed quickly.

"Wait!" she cried, turning back to see two male doctors emerging from inside. Startled, she quickly

covered her bare chest with her hands, then realized that the other doctor was the same internist who had just examined her. The wife suddenly

realized that the doctor had been waiting there to watch her have a chest X-ray. She was both ashamed and angry, exclaiming, "What are you doing?!"

The doctor, seemingly oblivious to her bare breasts, stared into

her eyes and said seriously, "When I was listening to your chest earlier, I heard some noises. So I looked at the chest X-ray

results and found a small shadow in your lungs. Therefore, I need you to stay and do some more tests." The wife was

terrified and quickly asked, "What...what's going on? Is it serious?" The doctor said,

"I'm not sure, so I need to use this machine inside to check again. Please come in." The wife, still shaken,

followed the two doctors into the inner room.

The inner room was also an examination room, with a black leather examination bed and another standing X-ray machine next to it.

The wife, shirtless and nervous, followed the internist's instructions, took off her shoes, and climbed onto

the bed to lie on her back.

Her bare back pressed against the artificial leather, and she immediately felt a sticky discomfort. She couldn't help but...

She shifted her body, adjusting her posture. Of course, at this point, she no longer covered herself with her hands.

The internist continued, "The examination might be a little painful for you. To prevent you from moving around,

we need to restrain you now." Before his wife could react, two doctors each grabbed

one of hands, pulled them over her head, and tightened the leather straps on the examination table's frame around her wrists. Then they

strapped her feet to the table as well. Now his wife was fixed to the examination table in a "fire" shape. Even in a hospital,

this vulnerable position terrified her.

At this moment, the doctor in charge of the X-ray left, while the internist loosened his wife's belt.

His wife became even more panicked. She had never encountered anything like this before and didn't know

what wanted. If the doctor truly had ill intentions, she was now powerless to resist. Fortunately,

the doctor then only unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, without doing anything further. However, this still made

his wife extremely embarrassed. Because she was wearing a lace thong today (it's all my fault for being too strict with her; this

is a lesson learned—never wear sexy lingerie to the hospital!), she was now completely exposed to the doctor's

gaze. Although she couldn't see her lower body, my wife knew that because the thong was so

small , while it didn't expose her most intimate parts, her pubic hair was probably halfway out.

A moment later, the X-ray doctor came in again and sat behind the operating table. With two men present, my wife felt even

more embarrassed, but also somewhat at ease. At least she didn't have to worry about being alone with a man in a room.

The internist left the examination table and went to the operating table. Then the buzzing sound started again, and the X-ray machine's

arm began to rotate, lunging at my wife like a giant demon.

My wife's upper body was completely naked, her pants were undone, and her limbs were bound. Facing her

was still the X-ray machine that could see everything about her. Under the gaze of two strange men, what she felt

was no longer shyness, but an unprecedented thrill. Amidst the buzzing sound, she almost lost control of her body's reaction,

groaning out loud. She didn't even notice how the X-ray machine moved over her body or when it moved away.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through her breast, and the wife cried out, "Ah!" The internist

was already standing beside the examination bed, holding a strange instrument with wires, gesturing across her chest.

Seeing her terrified expression, he explained, "You have some problems with your bronchi. This is a new type of electrotherapy device; just bear

with it." Then, another pulse. This time, the wife was prepared and didn't cry out. However, she still

gritted her teeth in pain.

Thankfully, the doctor immediately untied her, saying, "All done." The wife got out of bed, buttoning her pants, and

turned back to ask, "How were my test results?" The doctor said, "Oh, just a cold, a

minor problem with your bronchi, nothing serious. Go back to the internist department and get some medication." The wife was relieved and went to the outer room to get dressed.

Unexpectedly, her bra, which she had taken off and placed on the stool behind the outer door, had vanished, leaving only her

silk blouse and tank top. The wife picked up both garments and shook them, but they were still gone. Looking

around , the large room was completely empty except for white coats. The wife was dumbfounded. At that moment

, the internist came out and, seeing the wife standing there in a daze, asked, "What happened?" The wife, completely forgetting

that she was still shirtless, turned around and said, "My clothes are gone… How could this be,

ah…" Only then did she remember to cover her chest with the clothes in her hands.

The doctor looked at the two garments strangely and said, "Isn't this right here?" The wife said urgently, "

No , there's another one…" The doctor looked carefully and then realized what had happened, shouting loudly inside, "Xiao Li,

has anyone come in just now?" The doctor in charge of X-rays replied from inside, "No."

At this point, the wife was at a loss; she couldn't very well chase after the two doctors for her bra, could she? She could only

put on the tank top and blouse for now. Both outfits were made of thin fabric, intended to be sexy, relying entirely on bras

to cover the vital areas. At that moment, her nipples were still erect with excitement, her breasts

prominently displayed, even faintly revealing a rosy hue. This made her blush deeply, overwhelmed with embarrassment. She

lowered her head and followed the doctor back to the internal medicine department to get her medication, then, without even picking it up, ran straight out of the hospital, hailed a taxi,

and sprinted home. In the taxi, she kept her arms crossed over her chest. Even after arriving home (thankfully, she didn't

run into anyone on the way upstairs), her heart was still pounding.

Back home, she took off her top, just like during the examination, and

carefully examined herself in the mirror. Thankfully, she was confident her figure was still presentable (she had always been very

proud ). Moreover, she was certain that, with her mask on, no one would recognize her anymore.

But the thought of her experience at the hospital still made her blush.

I know a little about X-rays, and I know that for a chest X-ray , as

long as the clothing doesn't contain metal parts, it's generally not necessary to be completely naked. After hearing my wife's account, I had basically deduced the

truth . That internist was clearly a lecherous man who had his eye on my wife's body, so he colluded with the X-ray

doctor to half-trick, half-force her to undress for them. As for the subsequent "examination," it was obviously

unnecessary; that doctor even came up with an excuse to tie my wife up once, and that electrotherapy device was probably used as a tool and torture device

to deal with her. Of course, that bra was definitely

stolen by that damned X-ray doctor while my wife was tied to the examination table (whether it was a conspiracy, I don't know). Thinking that my wife not only had her

naked upper body seen by two strange men today, but also had her underwear stolen as a "souvenir," I didn't know

how I felt, but I felt strangely excited, and I wished I could send my wife for another chest X-ray. Of course,

I wouldn't tell my wife the truth or my own feelings.

However, when I asked my wife what it was like to be examined shirtless, she unexpectedly said, "This isn't

the first time. I've walked naked from one room to another for medical checkups before..." At this point,

no matter how much I pressed her, she wouldn't say anything more, only that it

happened when she was 19, after graduating from vocational school, during a job interview. This piqued my interest greatly; I was determined to find an opportunity to "interrogate" her into revealing the details.

(After several rounds of torture, my wife finally confessed everything. Surprisingly, she was quite shrewd.)

Wow.

If I had known this would happen, I should have gone to medical school and specialized in physical examinations.

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