Sister-in-law's erotic dreams

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Chapter 1 Picking Up a Beautiful Girl
Yang Jian was eighteen years old this year. It was his first time traveling far from home, and also his first time leaving the village. His grandfather told him, "Go, when you
get to the provincial capital, someone will come to pick you up. Just look for someone picking up Yang Yizhen. You also have a childhood sweetheart named
Su Ai. You must marry her. Remember, don't come back until you give me a big, fat grandson!"
His grandfather didn't know that those last words would haunt Yang Jian for many years.
With his luggage, he boarded the car and set off. Yang Jian was dozing off in his seat .
He didn't know how much time had passed when suddenly there was a screeching brake. Yang Jian's forehead hit
the seat . He opened his eyes blankly, yawned, and stood up, asking, "Are we there yet?"
No, the surroundings still looked like desolate mountains and wilderness.
Yang Jian was already dizzy from the car's swaying. He really wanted to give himself an injection, but his grandfather told him: "Medicine cannot
cure itself ."
He heard someone next to him shout, "Someone's been hit!"
What? Someone's been hit?
The driver stood up and shouted to the passengers, "You all saw it! I didn't hit anyone on purpose, but that person
suddenly rushed out from the side of the road!"
"Is the person dead?"
"I don't know, they're lying there, not moving, and there's blood everywhere!"
The people on the bus shouted in terror. Everyone on the bus panicked. They had never seen anyone get hit and killed before.
What bad luck!
Yang Jian quickly ran to the door, "Let me get out and take a look, I'm a doctor!"
An older woman looked at him, "Young man, you're too old to be a doctor."
Another woman said, "Hey, young people just love to join in the fun, don't waste everyone's time."
"I really am a doctor!" Yang Jian reiterated, "Open the door, I'll go take a look!"
The driver hesitated for a few seconds before opening the door for him.
A girl in a floral dress lay by the roadside. Yang Jian ran over but didn't dare move. The girl was lying on her back, her eyelashes long
, her eyes closed like curtains, her face exquisitely sculpted like jade. She seemed younger than Yang Jian,
not like someone from the village.
His gaze lingered on the girl; her skin was so white, even whiter than Xiao Hua from Nanshan Village
. She looked healthy and fertile; she definitely wasn't someone who grew up playing in the mud.
He reached out and checked her—she was alive.
The injury was to her head, a wound from a fall, bleeding profusely, making her face even paler.
Yang Jian grabbed her wrist to check her pulse and was startled—it was so smooth!
Her skin was practically like smeared with lard…
Hmm, the situation wasn't good; she wouldn't last long without immediate treatment.
Now, just one acupuncture needle would solve the problem. Yang Jian wanted to go back to the bus to get his bag, as his silver needles
were in it, and the bag was on the bus.
But as he turned around, the minibus was speeding away from him.
…
Outside Tiansha, at a small, shabby bus station, a large banner was displayed.
The banner read, "Welcome Mr. Yang Yizhen!"
The bus station was almost entirely filled with luxury cars, each one costing far more than the entire station.
People murmured among themselves, "What's going on? The bus station has been completely transformed!"
More than half of the welcoming crowd were elderly gentlemen with white
hair . Their faces showed anxiety, but even more so, anticipation.
"It's said that Mr. Yang didn't come in person this time, but sent his only apprentice."
"Hehe, Mr. Yang is over 130 years old, please be understanding. But this apprentice of his has inherited
all his skills."
"Mr. Yang said so himself."
"Of course, this is Mr. Yang's only beloved apprentice; the divine skill of 'one needle' must not be lost."
Behind this welcoming group were two extremely beautiful young women in their late teens.
"Ai Ai, I heard you're going to marry Yang Yizhen's apprentice. You'll be able to make love soon!"
"Feifei, don't talk nonsense! I'm not of legal age yet!"
Ai Ai, with her tall and slender figure and a serene beauty,
captivated everyone's attention with her graceful movements. She was truly stunning. Feifei was also beautiful,
but more voluptuous with a touch of baby fat.
"Ai Ai, that Mr. Yang is already over 130. Shouldn't his apprentice be over 100?
Ai Ai's going to be 'eaten by a young man'!"
"Feifei, don't talk nonsense! He's the same age as me!" "
Oh, I heard it's more suitable for the man to be older than the woman. That means Ai Ai's going to be 'eaten by a young man'!"
"Feifei, don't talk nonsense!"
Suddenly, a police car sped into the station. Two policemen got out, one carrying a yellowed
cloth bag. He walked towards an elderly man with white hair in the crowd.
"Mr. Su, I hope you can be mentally prepared."
"What is it? Speak quickly!"
The white-haired old man's expression suddenly turned solemn, and even his breathing became soft.
The policeman sighed and handed over the cloth bag: "Mr. Su, that car fell off the cliff and caught fire. Everyone in the car
was burned to death. According to your description, we only found this cloth bag, which is suspected to be the belongings of Mr. Yang's apprentice."
Chapter Two Your Sister's
"Belongings" The white-haired old man's hands began to tremble as he shakily took the cloth bag and opened it.
Then came the old man's long sigh: "Alas, this needle is correct, it's him. Where is the body?"
The policeman lowered his head awkwardly: "The fire was too intense, and he was burned..."
The two girls also heard it, and their eyes were filled with sorrow.
"Ai'ai, your husband fell and died!"
"Feifei, no..."
A loud cry came from the crowd: "Old Yang, I'm so sorry, your only apprentice..."
"Old Su, Old Su! Call an ambulance quickly..."
...
Yang Jian carried the girl for an unknown distance along the mountain road. The girl's pulse had been critical several times,
but thanks to Yang Jian's medical skills, she was able to pull through each time. The girl also woke up a few times, but Yang Jian was too busy to
notice.
However, he couldn't delay any longer. Yang Jian had nothing to treat the girl; he had to
flag down a car as soon as possible.
Suddenly, he heard a car approaching in the distance. Yang Jian quickly put the girl down and stood in the middle of the road.
"Stop the car, stop the car!"
The window rolled down, and a square-faced middle-aged man poked his head out. "What's going on, young man?"
"My name is Yang Jian. Can I take your car to the city?" Yang Jian asked.
"My name is Nezha, hehehe..." the middle-aged man laughed heartily, "but I can't just take people in this car,
I can't make that decision."
Yang Jian said anxiously, "Then ask the driver."
The middle-aged man laughed again, and the driver turned his head and asked, "Secretary..."
The middle-aged man waved his hand at the driver and continued to ask Yang Jian, "Young man, is there something urgent?"
"Yes!" Yang Jian said decisively, "Someone has been hit by a car and needs to be taken to the hospital."
"Why didn't you say so earlier!" The middle-aged man's face darkened, "Where is she? Bring her here quickly!"
Yang Jian hurriedly carried the girl into the car. The middle-aged man looked at the girl with blood on her skirt, his expression serious, and ordered
the driver , "Speed up and take her to the nearest hospital!"
The driver stepped on the gas, and the SUV sped away.
"Young man... Yang Jian, where is the car that caused the accident?" the middle-aged man asked seriously.
Yang Jian blinked. "They drove off."
The middle-aged man punched his leg, muttering, "This is a heinous crime, a loss of humanity!"
Yang Jian blinked again and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I'm here. She can be saved."
The middle-aged man smiled. "You're the one comforting me now. Who is she to you?"
Yang Jian replied, "Nobody. My car hit her, I got out to help, and then the car drove off."
The middle-aged man nodded solemnly and comforted Yang Jian, "Don't worry, we'll try to drive as fast as we can."
Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "As long as it doesn't end today, she can be saved."
"You're so confident. Have you studied medicine?" the middle-aged man asked.
Yang Jian nodded: "That's what my master taught me. It's a pity my needles were in the car, otherwise I could have saved her with one needle,
and then she would have recovered after some rest."
"Hehehe..." The middle-aged man laughed again: "Young man, your knowledge should be solid, don't talk big."
"I'm serious." Yang Jian stared at the middle-aged man for a moment, "For example, Uncle, you have a liver problem, which
is now quite difficult to treat, but it's still okay, one needle will
do the trick ."
"You're really skilled!" The middle-aged man patted Yang Jian's head.
He did often have liver pain, and he didn't care much about it before, but now it's become quite serious, so he planned to take some
time to see a doctor soon.
He didn't expect that this young man could see it at a glance, but
he decided to take salt.
The middle-aged man didn't think much of it and urged the driver to drive faster again.
...
The SUV drove into the affiliated hospital of the medical university, and several nurses ran out of the emergency department and pushed the girl away in a vehicle
.
"Wow, what a huge hospital!" Yang Jian thought, looking around for a while. He and his grandfather had always traveled
from village to village treating patients with just a medicine box. Now, this place had such a large hospital. "It should be alright, right? "
he thought. It was time to find his bag. It still contained the six hundred yuan his grandfather had given him, and his silver needles.
To find it, he needed to go to the station. Hmm, first, he needed to find the hospital entrance.
"Young man, what are you standing there for?" A middle-aged man came out of the emergency room. "I've already paid the fees . Just
go in and keep an eye on the patients."
The middle-aged man seemed to be in a hurry, only giving one instruction before getting on the bus and leaving.
Why were all the city people in such a rush? Yang Jian wanted to ask where the station was
. "No problem," he thought, "I'll ask someone else. I found a younger nurse: 'Excuse me,
where is the station?'
" "Station? Which station?" the nurse asked, wanting to know for sure.
"Are there... many stations?" Yang Jian didn't know, feeling somewhat lost.
A nurse approached: "You, you, that boy! Your sister is in the ward
, on an IV drip. Why aren't you watching her? What are you doing wandering around like that!"
Chapter Three: Saving Her.
"My sister?" Yang Jian didn't understand. Where did he get a sister?
"What kind of people are these? Having such a beautiful sister, and then denying it after hitting her!" the nurse grumbled.
"No, I..."
Yang Jian wanted to say something, but the nurse who had asked him glanced at the form and pulled him along, saying, "I 'll
take you there."
He knew he was being looked down upon. Although Yang Jian grew up in the countryside, he could still read people's emotions
.
Yang Jian had no sense of direction, and the nurse led him to the inpatient department, getting completely disoriented after a few laps.
When they reached the orthopedic ward, Yang Jian finally calmed down and wanted to explain the situation to the nurse,
but he immediately saw the girl lying unconscious on the bed.
So beautiful, like the white wildflowers swaying in the wind when he went up the mountain to gather herbs.
"Your sister is so pretty." Even the young nurse was captivated at first glance. "Her skin is so fair, you two
don't look like a family at all."
"Yeah..." Yang Jian agreed, but it didn't sound like a compliment to him. "Listen to me, actually,
this is what happened. I was sitting in the car, and the car hit her, understand?"
"You hit her?"
"No, the car hit her, not me! Then I helped her, and then I left my things in the car,
and then the car drove away."
The young nurse was stunned for a long time, shaking her head in confusion.
Yang Jian was at a loss. Did he really say something wrong?
"Listen to me, sister..."
"I haven't graduated yet, I'm an intern now, you call me sister."
"Then it's sister, and her and I..."
Yang Jian suddenly stopped talking, his gaze fixed on an emergency patient in the next bed. It was an older woman, who
seemed to have also been brought in from a car accident. She was unconscious, but there were no visible injuries.
"What's wrong?" The young nurse noticed the strange look in Yang Jian's eyes.
"I remember this ward is called the orthopedics ward," Yang Jian said.
"Yes."
The nurse realized she hadn't understood a word Yang Jian had said from the beginning.
"That's not right. This is clearly not a bone injury; she's in danger."
Yang Jian walked over, checked her pulse, and then examined her eyelids.
The nurse cried out, "What are you doing?"
"A needle? Is there a needle?" Yang Jian seemed very anxious. "Hurry, or she'll be beyond saving!"
"Aren't there needles everywhere?" The nurse pointed to the IV drip and the needle inserted into
her vein .
Yang Jian looked at it and then reached out and pulled it out: "This will do too."
The nurse was immediately terrified. What was he doing? She rushed over to stop Yang Jian, but unfortunately...
It was too late. Yang Jian actually stuck the needle into the patient's fingertip!
After the injection, Yang Jian nodded with an air of maturity, "That was a good shot, her life was
saved."
"This is a hospital, how can you do this!" The nurse was almost frantic and quickly continued to insert the needle.
"I saved her." Yang Jian said matter-of-factly.
The nurse gave in to him: "Okay, I know you're in a hurry. I also understood some of what you said earlier, you need
to go to the station to retrieve something, right?
" "That's it!" Yang Jian thought city people were different; they could understand things accurately right away.
The nurse said, "Well, I'm off work anyway, so I'll watch over her for you. You go to the station to find Xing Wu,
but be quick, I haven't eaten yet."
"Uh... how long will her IV drip take?"
Although Yang Jian learned traditional Chinese medicine from his grandfather, there were clinics and health centers in the village and township, so
he understood the system.
"Well... generally, the IV drip can't be stopped until she wakes up," the nurse said.
Yang Jian shook his head: "No need for such trouble. If there's a needle, I can just give her one prick... But this is fine too, she
'll wake up sooner or later. I'll go find the bag, please watch over it for now."
Explaining too much would be a waste of time; Yang Jian felt he had to get the important thing done first. Once he found the bag, any explanation would
do.
There were important things inside; everything except her ID was in the cloth bag.
Without further ado, Yang Jian turned and left. The nurse sat quietly by the bedside, waiting patiently.
A moment later, a group of doctors rushed in. They surrounded the bed of the woman from before. The
nurse , curious, kept glancing over. Had the boy caused the problem by poking around with the needle
? The chief physician was the first to examine the woman, then breathed a sigh of relief and turned to question
the other doctors.
"Why was she brought here?"
"She was in a coma due to a car accident, we thought..."
The chief physician was furious: "What car accident caused a coma? It was just a coincidence! Luckily, the examination was thorough enough,
you almost caused a death! These are the test results, take a look, all of you! Arrange immediately, send her to
the cardiology department!"
The doctors and nurses busied themselves, and the chief physician suddenly noticed something amiss: "Huh, why is there blood here?"
Chapter 4 There are always people more capable than you
. The nurse's heart jumped into her throat. Sure enough, the chief physician looked over: "Have you been here the whole time? Who gave you
this injection?"
To be honest, this could be a medical accident!
Thinking of Yang Jian's straightforward manner, the nurse couldn't bear it and stammered, "I was
too , I accidentally pricked her..."
"Accidentally, what a careless mistake." The chief physician breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
The young nurse couldn't tell if it was praise or criticism, and didn't dare to speak. The head doctor continued, "Don't let this happen again. Be more careful in the
future . This was an accidental stroke of luck, you know? That injection saved a life."
The young nurse was thunderstruck. She didn't hear what the doctors said afterward. By the time she came to her senses,
it was time to change the "little sister's" IV bag.
Recalling Yang Jian's expression and what he had said, "That injection was good, the life was saved."
He really was saving lives, not messing around .
Good heavens, even the ER doctors couldn't see it, they had to do tests and wait, and he was chatting
anxiously , yet he saw the problem at a glance
. How could that be? He doesn't look that old...
While the young nurse was struggling with her thoughts, Yang Jian was experiencing a miserable life.
...
Yes, Yang Jian got lost not long after he went out.
He discovered that the more people there were, the easier it was to get lost. He had never gotten lost when he was running around the mountains in the countryside
. He
went to ask people where the bus station was, some said this way, some said that way, some even listed several
station names at once. City people are so heartless! Is it fun to fool a country bumpkin like that?
Then a taxi stopped and asked where he was going. Yang Jian was overjoyed, but couldn't give a coherent answer.
Even more despairing was that Yang Jian didn't have a single penny on him!
Should he go back to his master…? No, he couldn't go back without a big, healthy grandson
. He was hungry. Yang Jian wasn't worried; he could go without food for days. But then he remembered that the nurse
at hadn't eaten either. Was it really okay to leave her there hungry?
Yang Jian decided to go back first, but then, to his surprise, he realized he'd forgotten the way back… He
should ask someone. But what was the name of that hospital again
? He needed to pee, so Yang Jian decided to take care of that first. He looked up and saw a clinic…
"Oh, we're colleagues, so it should be easy to talk to them. Borrowing the restroom
shouldn't be a problem , right?"
Yang Jian stepped inside. The clinic wasn't big; several people were getting IV drips on a row of benches, and others
were receiving acupuncture. Yang Jian felt a sense of familiarity, though his acupoint identification seemed a bit off… But that wasn't important. What mattered
was where the restroom
was. A woman in a white coat, holding a whiteboard, approached. Seeing Yang Jian, she asked, "Are you here
for treatment ?"
Yang Jian, barely able to hold it in, directly asked, "Where's the restroom?"
The woman pointed behind her, and Yang Jian, as if meeting a savior, rushed to the back.
The restroom was a small stall, its door closed. A note was pasted on the door, the top of the paper peeling off, revealing
the words "Occupied." Yang Jian was well-educated, with excellent calligraphy, and could recognize all the characters. Since someone was there,
he decided to wait .
Half an hour passed, then another person went in and came out… but
there was no one inside. Frustrated, Yang Jian flipped over the note, only to find the words covered up
: "There are heavens beyond heavens, and people beyond people!"
City people are so particular; even the toilets have these kinds of slogans showing off their culture. Yang Jian almost burst from holding it in.
Having solved this major problem, Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was time to figure out how to get back to the hospital. It seemed he hadn't accomplished anything on this
trip ; in fact, he'd caused trouble instead.
The woman in the white coat had been staring at him. Seeing Yang Jian come out, she asked, "Aren't you going to see a doctor?"
Yang Jian shook his head: "No." "
You stood in front of the toilet for almost half an hour without moving. You really aren't going to see a doctor?"
It seemed this woman suspected she really had some kind of illness, Yang Jian thought, and her judgment
wasn't unreasonable .
It's always the colleagues who are so friendly, offering words of comfort and concern. Yang Jian was about to ask how to get to the hospital when a commotion broke
out outside.
An elderly man in his sixties, with a very volatile temper, pointed at a male doctor and yelled, "How have you been trying to recover? It's
been half a year, and my hands and feet haven't improved at all. I can't bend them, and I can't straighten them! Tell me, what's the use of
your rehabilitation treatment here?"
The doctor was an acupuncturist, hired by the small clinic at considerable expense, and naturally, he was extremely arrogant.
He immediately defended himself, saying, "Grandpa, this is a sequela. The recovery effect is hard to say. Some people never recover in
their entire lives . It mainly depends on your own exercise. Being too lazy won't work."
Chapter 5 One Needle Effective
The old man was so angry that he glared and puffed out his beard: "You're saying I'm lazy? Bah! No one has ever dared to say
that Since it's not working, why are you taking my money? I'll pay you after I recover!"
The woman in the white coat quickly stepped in to smooth things over: "Grandpa Wu, don't be angry. He just doesn't know how to talk. Xiao Zhao, do some more
rehabilitation training for him."
The acupuncturist, Xiao Zhao, looked much more mature than the woman in the white coat. Was she the owner here?
In the medical profession, it's generally believed that the older the doctor, the better, and that's true. Exceptions
can be ignored, so people in the medical profession never pretend to be young or cute, at least not at work. They just pretend
to be as old as possible.
The old man, Mr. Wu, was still furious: "No need, I won't come again!"
Everyone was embarrassed. Out of professional courtesy, Yang Jian spoke up to smooth things over: "The doctor's skills are quite good,
even if his acupoint identification isn't perfect."
Was this supposed to be a way of smoothing things over?
All eyes turned to Yang Jian, who felt a little uncomfortable. Had he said something wrong?
Dr. Zhao sneered: "Young man, you can't identify acupoints perfectly? You try."
Here we go again. He wasn't even a generation older than him, yet he called him "young man.
" "It's not perfect. If it were, the arms and legs would be able to straighten and bend without any problems," Yang Jian said
honestly .
However, everyone's gazes were still quite strange. Had he said something wrong? Surely no one noticed?
Old Wu actually knew this was difficult to cure; it was basically just frustration that had gotten to him. But hearing Yang Jian's words, he
was still a little excited: "Young man, can it still be used normally?"
He was desperate and grasping at straws. Dr. Zhao sneered: "If you think it's okay, then try it. I want to
know how accurate you are at identifying acupoints."
It was worth a try. Acupuncture on the hands and feet wouldn't cause any major problems. Even if the needle missed, it wouldn't be
as terrible as in martial arts movies.
Yang Jian actually went for it: "Come on, let's go."
Anyway, things were already like this; he might as well try anything. Things couldn't get any worse. He was almost resigned to it,
his wife pushing him around every day, he even felt like he was going to his ancestral grave.
Dr. Zhao sneered. Where did this fool come from? Did he think it was a martial arts movie?
The woman in the white coat watched quietly, showing no sign of stopping him.
This was the difference between a clinic and a regular hospital. A regular hospital, no matter how serious the consequences, wouldn't let you
do anything reckless.
Yes, inserting a few needles won't cause any problems, but who knows what other troubles might arise
.
Yang Jian carefully selected a needle; he felt the needles here were all too thick, so he could only choose a relatively better one
. His master had taught him that if you can't accurately identify the acupoints, it's useless. If the needle is too thick, no matter how you insert it, you won't be accurate; you might
as well just smash it with a hammer.
"Grandpa, sit on the sofa and roll up your trouser legs," Yang Jian greeted.
Dr. Zhao shook his head again: "Just one needle."
The woman in the white coat was also puzzled; was this guy just here to make fun of everyone?
Grandpa Wu hesitated for a moment, but quickly came to terms with it. Things couldn't get any worse, could they
?
Yang Jian explained: "If one needle can solve the problem, never use two. That's the highest level."
Dr. Zhao sneered: "Your level is quite novel. Tell me about the effects. How many days do you expect to see results?"
"One needle is enough to see results."
Yang Jian ignored him and said to Grandpa Wu: "After the needle goes in, your arms and legs will be able to
bend . Tonight or tomorrow, you'll see a more noticeable effect. But to fully recover, you
'll need to strengthen your muscles. You won't have much strength at first."
Grandpa Wu grinned from ear to ear: "Great! Great! As long as I can move, I can practice!"
Dr. Zhao chuckled beside him: "You're all talk and no action before even inserting the needle. What will you
do if it doesn't work?"
Oh right, why didn't I think of that? It seems like there's some profit to be made here.
Yang Jian stood up abruptly and said to Dr. Zhao, "If it doesn't work on the spot, I'll crawl out of
here . But
what if it works?" "That's impossible," Dr. Zhao laughed. "If it works on the spot, I'll do the same!"
Recovery from stroke sequelae is a major challenge, troubling many people throughout their lives. You think one needle will cure it?
Who would believe
that? Yang Jian quickly shook his head: "I don't want you to do that."
"Then what do you want?"
"I want you to take me to the affiliated hospital of the medical university!"
Everyone was stunned again. What a bizarre request! It seemed the affiliated hospital wasn't far from here…
Yang
Jian felt he was really clever. Learning a skill had many advantages; at least he wouldn't have to worry about
getting lost .
"Okay, no problem," Dr. Zhao thought this kid was hopeless.
It began. Yang Jian carefully examined Grandpa Wu's immobile leg and decisively inserted the needle.
The movement was extremely fast, without hesitation, so brief it felt like it happened in the blink of an eye.
So,
in Chapter Six, let's hang out with my sister.
Yang Jian left the needle on his calf for five minutes and said, "Uncle Wu, try moving your arm."
Uncle Wu tried: "No."
"Then bend your fingers."
"No, that doesn't work either."
Everyone shook their heads. It was just a rather strong-looking little kid. Even Uncle Wu, who had started to try
anything, was losing faith. It was all a dream, just a little liar's fabrication...
Yang Jian, however, remained expressionless. He actually started gently blowing on the needle!
"Kid, do you think this is magic?"
After about two minutes of this, just as everyone's patience was about to run out, Yang Jian spoke again: "
Uncle Wu , try bending your arm and fingers again."
Uncle Wu, without much hope, lifted his dangling arm. Hmm, it seemed like
his fingers were bending again. Hmm, still bending... still bending...
Under everyone's watchful eyes, a miracle occurred: Uncle Wu's immobile hand actually clenched into a fist!
The mouths of the onlookers gaped wide enough to fit their fists, especially Dr. Zhao and the woman in the white coat. They
realized just how miraculous this was—this was the legendary magic needle!
Grandpa Wu was so excited that tears streamed down his face: "It moved, it moved... but I just don't have the strength."
His boss slapped him on the back: "You can't train if you don't have the strength! You expect to become an Olympic champion with a single needle prick
?"
Everyone laughed. Yang Jian then took out the needle and said, "It's not bad. If things
go well, you might be able to recover to your previous condition."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Grandpa Wu happily fiddled with his hands, "I was just too lazy before.
I need to exercise more in the future. Hey, I can bend my legs now..."
See, he was so stubborn just now, but now he admits he was lazy.
Yang Jian put the needle on the table and said proudly, "Now, can you take me to the affiliated hospital of the medical university?"
Everyone almost burst out laughing. Such a small thing, yet he made it sound like a grand statement.
The affiliated hospital isn't that far. I can take you back and forth several times in an hour. This young man is incredibly
confused .
The woman in the white coat asked with a smile, "Why do you want to go there? Are you an intern?"
Impossible, interns aren't that young.
Yang Jian said, "No, a friend of mine is hospitalized, and I can't get back after just a short while."
The woman in the white coat decisively took it off: "Come on, I'll take you there right now."
She had to speak quickly, or she'd miss her chance. Someone would blurt out: "Just look up at
that hospital building, and you'll find it easily..."
Yang Jian followed her out. The woman in the white coat was wearing a red dress underneath, and her figure was curvaceous. Yang Jian
only stared at her buttocks; not bad, she must be quite fertile.
The woman in the white coat turned around and pointed to the clinic, saying, "Look, remember the name of my clinic."
Yang Jian also turned around and read it aloud: "Xiao You Clinic." "Yes, my surname is You, You Yang. You can call me Sister You
from now on ." "Oh, Sister You..." Due to limited space, follow the WeChat public account [Ruolan
Bookstore] and reply with the number 154 to continue reading the exciting story! Something seems wrong. Why didn't you just take me to the hospital?
Where am I supposed to call you later?
"Tell me about your situation, why is your friend hospitalized?" You Yang didn't give Yang Jian a chance to think.
"Hey, actually, he wasn't really my friend..."
Yang Jian recounted everything in detail, from the car accident to losing his bag... and then
getting lost.
"Oh, I see..." You Yang's mind started working. "So you're broke now?"
"No." "
And you can't find anyone to pick you up?"
"I don't know anyone." "
Your grandfather wants you to get married," You Yang continued.
"Right."
You Yang's smile grew brighter. "So you're in trouble now. What are you planning to do?"
"I plan to go back, prepare myself, and then come out again," Yang Jian said, revealing his thoughts.
"Why are you going back? Your grandpa's waiting to hold his big, fat grandson."
"Then I'll go find my wife."
"Hahaha..."
You Yang laughed like a silver bell: "Still thinking about your wife? I think you're out of luck. That marriage agreement from so many years ago is
too old-fashioned. Young people these days don't believe in that. Besides, you have no money, no place to live, no connections, and you don't even know your way around. Your
wife, whom you've never even met, will want you?" (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat official account [Ruolan Bookstore] and reply
with the number 154 to continue reading the exciting story!) Oh dear, I didn't consider this risk. What if it doesn't work out? How could
Grandpa be in such a predicament with his grandson? Yang Jian asked again, "What's your name?" "My name is Yang Jian."
"I'm also called Nezha." "I really am called Yang Jian, as simple as Jian." You Yang nodded: "Yang Jian,
from now on, you'll hang out with your sister."
Yang Jian shook his head: "I don't understand."
You Yang explained to him: "Look, if you work in my clinic, I'll pay you a salary, and then you'll
have With money, you'll have a place to live. Later, when you have more money, you'll have a wife, and you'll also have your grandpa's
big, fat grandson."

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