[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 18, Chapter 3)

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Chapter Three: First-Class Hospital

"Good morning, baby!"

A soft voice came from beside her as the stunningly beautiful young woman awoke in the morning sunlight.

Kyoka opened her beautiful eyes, looked at me holding her in my arms, and smiled sweetly, "Husband...

good morning!"

The stunningly beautiful young woman, just awakened, still had a satisfied and languid charm on her pretty face. Last night's encounter had been a third time,

and she had received my life essence; the beautiful young woman had almost fainted on the bed from not reaching orgasm.

Kyoka is getting bolder now. She chuckled, her delicate hand touching his erect member:

"Hmm... Husband... It ate so much last night, and it's hard again this morning... Looks like I need a few more sisters

to satisfy you."

"You naughty girl!"

I kissed her lips, then reached out and kneaded her beautiful, firm breasts. "Little Kyoka

, you should work on your stamina first. You collapsed after only an hour. Are you a good wife

?"

"Not at all..."

Kyoka's face flushed red, but her hands moved lightly. "It's because you're too strong and know martial arts,

so I can't handle it... Besides, I can last an hour, which is already pretty good..."

As she spoke, the beautiful and generous young woman swayed her plump, round buttocks, her legs tightly pressed together.

"Want it?"

I asked in her ear.

"Mmm..."

Kyoka offered her fragrant lips, letting me suckle them. "Junxiong... take your little wife..."

"Slap!"

A crisp sound rang out in the room. I moved my mouth away from the beautiful young woman's pink lips and ordered,

"Aren't you going to turn around?"

Kyoka gave me a charming sidelong glance, then turned around coquettishly, her back to me. She bent her legs, which

accentuated her snow-white, pert buttocks even more. Between those plump mounds, a patch of pubic hair was clearly visible.

Already familiar with the place, my monstrous member entered that hot, tight, and wet

place with just a thrust and a push.

"Oh..."

With a satisfied moan from the beautiful young woman, the morning's pleasure began again in the room...

Kyoka was a strong-willed girl, especially when it came to work. Although I had put her in several

positions and she was sore and weak from climaxing, the beautiful young woman still struggled to get out of bed at seven o'clock sharp.

She missed her morning run today. When Akiko and the others passed by my house, the stunningly beautiful young woman was lying

on the bed, her hands tightly gripping the sheets, her plump, white buttocks arched as she panted and received my

thrusts—she was using this kind of morning exercise instead of running.

After washing up, Kyoka drove her Suzuki to Suzuki's private clinic. Seeing

her face full of lust and her limbs trembling, I was worried she might have an accident on the way.

Our schedules naturally had to be different, so I didn't leave until 7:30. It's always a bit troublesome to change identities and enter through the back door of Suzuki's private

clinic I've already asked Kyoka to buy a

house next to the clinic and have a tunnel dug underground; that would be much more convenient.

Remembering how Kyoka, despite her apparent lack of affection, still diligently cooperated with my thrusts, I couldn't help

but smile slightly. She genuinely believed she had managed to ejaculate inside her through her own efforts,

unaware that I had let her off the hook. Otherwise, how could

she ?

The stunningly beautiful young woman's dedication to her work didn't

diminish in the slightest after becoming my woman and developing an interest in intimacy with the man she loved.

She herself said she loved being with Toshio, loved him possessing her, and thoroughly enjoyed

the climax ... Therefore, she had to work hard to control her hedonistic mindset to be more proactive.

Thus, Kyoka only came to my house once a week. The beauty also felt the nights were too short, so

it's understandable that she received my essence twice, from evening to morning.

After changing into my doctor's coat and talking for a while with Yoshiko, who appeared in the clinic's backyard almost every day, I stepped into the clinic's inpatient building at

exactly .

"Good morning, sir!"

Fu Yongming, who had already finished his rounds, was waiting at the service desk at the building entrance, bowing respectfully.

"Good morning."

I nodded slightly. I was quite satisfied with Fu Yongming; he was not only diligent but also had a

heart that cared about his patients. He almost never arrived an hour early and left an hour late.

"This morning, the patient in bed number three has already started walking in the courtyard. His surgery is progressing

very well, and he's adapting well to the artificial bile duct. It's just that he still vomits a lot when he drinks porridge."

Fu Yongming handed me a metal clip containing all the patient's information and test

results .

"What medication did you prescribe for him?"

I asked after flipping through the medical records.

"Otsuka Pharmaceutical's bile duct antibiotics can enhance digestion and excretion, alleviating his discomfort,"

Tominaga Akira said. "However, since last night, the effect has been minimal." "

We can combine traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. His constant vomiting isn't a solution; the discomfort

caused by can easily turn non-rejectable substances into rejections. Use the bile duct-specific medication from YH Pharmaceuticals in the US,

50 mg daily, with intravenous saline. Add more if needed, but never exceed 80

mg "

I said calmly. "Also, Sato Pharmaceuticals has an oral solution called 'Shinnin' to regulate stomach acid.

Have him drink two bottles daily; slightly faster stomach acid secretion will reduce the pressure on the bile ducts. But remember,

this medication can only be taken for three days. If it's ineffective or has little effect, we'll need to find other traditional Chinese medicine to aid recovery."

"I understand,"

Tominaga Akira quickly wrote down my instructions in the medical record.

Next, he consulted me about the treatment of the other five patients with post-operative recovery issues until he

fully understood before heading to the pharmacy.

"Sir..."

Akiko, who was waiting to the side, greeted him softly.

I nodded, glancing at her. The girl's once slender frame had finally gained some weight. Although

it couldn't compare to Kyoka's voluptuous and alluring figure that I had already developed, it was much better than before. At least she

no longer looked like she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Sir, I... I want to go to China right now..."

Akiko mustered her courage and looked up at me.

"Go to China?"

I frowned. "Didn't you say last time that you would go after you passed the Kampo pharmacist qualification exam

?"

"I..."

Akiko stammered a little, but finally managed to say it. "Dr. Tominaga is so capable. He can do everything I

can , and he's even more diligent than me. I feel... I feel like I'm

useless staying here... I want to go to China to learn Kampo medicine and then come back to help you and Kyoka-neechan."

"Come here."

Seeing that some patients' families were blocking the entrance and exit of the inpatient building, I walked to the side, and Akiko followed

behind me.

Standing in a quiet corner, I coldly stared at Akiko. The elegant and beautiful nurse's face

paled with panic, and she immediately lowered her head.

"Raise your head."

Akiko trembled at my voice, but still managed to lift her head shakily, her beautiful eyes

brimming with tears that seemed ready to spill at any moment.

"I don't like my people deserting. Remember this, and don't say such things again, understand

?"

My reprimand remained stern, yet it warmed Akiko's heart. She wasn't a very strong

girl ; in fact, one could say she was somewhat weak. She disliked competing with others, so when she saw Tominaga Akira

disrupt all the affairs of the hospital building, she immediately felt useless and wanted to leave.

But my words made her realize that she was still the master's person, and that the master considered her one of his own.

Thinking of this, Akiko nodded slightly, indicating that she remembered.

"Tominaga Akira isn't trying to take over your territory. Given his former position as vice president of Osaka Municipal Hospital,

what couldn't he manage at Osaka's top hospital? Why would he come here and compete with you for these jobs?"

I continued to lecture the beautiful nurse. "He's working hard and learning diligently.

Only through continuous effort can one improve… And you? Not only do you not want to learn his medical techniques and methods,

but you also want to back down. If you weren't a woman, I would have slapped you twice!"

"Sir…"

The beautiful nurse couldn't hold back any longer, crying uncontrollably, "Waaah… Hit Akiko, I've

disappointed …"

Seeing the beautiful nurse cry, I temporarily stopped scolding her.

Simply reprimanding Akiko wouldn't help her; a balanced approach would help her understand the

reasoning .

The beautiful nurse cried for a while, her sobs gradually subsiding. I said calmly, "Akiko, I don't want to hear

those kinds of words again. Now go to work. When the time is right, I will naturally let

you go to China to continue studying Kampo medicine, but not now."

"Yes!"

The beautiful nurse nodded heavily. "Sir, I understand. Akiko will work even harder."

With that, she turned to go upstairs.

"Wait a minute."

I called after her. Akiko trembled in fright and turned around timidly, only to see a handkerchief handed

to her . "Wipe your tears and snot. What kind of behavior is this to take care of a patient like this?"

"Oh..."

The beautiful nurse took the handkerchief with trembling hands and began to wipe her tears.

"Also, your training has been very good lately, but you're still too thin. I'm giving you a task:

within six months, you need to gain ten kilograms. Only with a better body can you do more meaningful

things, understand?"

"Ah... I understand..."

Akiko opened her mouth to say something, but I had already walked out.

Looking at my tall, upright figure, the beautiful nurse's heart trembled slightly. She clutched her handkerchief tightly, a warm feeling welling up

inside her …

The inpatient building was now managed by Tominaga Akira, so I only needed to ask him to understand the situation,

saving me time by not having to check every ward.

At 8:30, I arrived at the outpatient building. Kyoka had already started her rounds; minor ailments

were no problem for her, and with the help of the neighborhood, there were already twenty-five people in line.

However, many more patients were waiting for Tominaga Akira and me to treat them.

Tominaga started seeing patients at nine o'clock, and except when assisting me in surgery, he was basically there in the mornings.

With his solid medical skills, coupled with his previous position as the vice-director of Osaka Municipal Hospital, he

quickly made a name for himself and won the trust of many patients.

However, Tominaga Akira's expertise wasn't comprehensive. Aside from cardiothoracic surgery, he only had a basic understanding of the others,

not expertise, so there were many patients he couldn't treat; while I, who was proficient in almost everything,

couldn't stay there indefinitely.

This led Kyoka to mention to me recently that we should recruit a few more doctors from various departments to

build up the hospital's medical team.

Dr. Nak's work at Suzuki's private clinic is no longer a secret in Japan. The sheer number of wealthy and powerful people visiting

daily keeps Nanako, who oversees the clinic, incredibly busy. She even trained five dedicated

young women to handle these visits before she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Aside from officials and wealthy individuals undergoing physical examinations, I only perform five surgeries a week, divided into two half-days.

Starting in October, I'll also be squeezing out three surgeries a month for patients from America, making each

surgery even more precious. Appointments are even more plentiful than physical examinations, extending all the way to next February.

What's somewhat amusing is that Japan is a country with a long lifespan, and many high-ranking officials, wealthy individuals, and

nobles insist on having me perform surgery even for minor ailments, which feels rather wasteful… Of course,

the Vice Minister of Education who insisted I remove her appendix was simply given the cold shoulder and kicked out.

Under these circumstances, a group from the Japanese National Medical Council couldn't sit still any longer. They practically

begged Kyoka to submit an application to upgrade Suzuki Private Clinic to Suzuki Private Hospital.

However, Kyoka had been struggling to find an ideal doctor, which delayed the process.

It wasn't that there weren't good doctors willing to work at Suzuki Private Clinic; in fact, after learning that Tominaga Akira had joined

, at least a hundred excellent doctors submitted applications. These were all confident, top-tier

Japanese doctors; those less confident wouldn't dare work under Dr. Nark.

As for salary… not a single person asked for more than a tenth of their usual salary. Their request

was simple: just to get in and receive Dr. Nark's guidance, even without pay, it was worth it.

What a joke! Back in America, countless people wanted to learn from Dr. Nark, but he

never accepted disciples. Now, not only had a beautiful young woman become his student, but Tominaga Akira had also had the good

fortune to work for Dr. Nark. How could they not be envious?

According to incomplete statistics, at least fifty doctors have cursed and envied Tominaga Akira, yet called him in sickeningly sweet voices,

begging him to intercede on their behalf.

Therefore, Kyoka wasn't worried about the doctors' skill level; any one of them

could be a pillar of the Suzuki private clinic—what Kyoka truly cared about was their character.

Influenced by me, this stunningly beautiful young woman preferred doctors at her hospital who possessed not only superb medical skills and good character, but also a genuine heart to heal patients… Kyoka wouldn't make a decision before

confirming which doctor possessed these qualities … 　　"Sir," 　　Nanako's sweet voice pulled me back from my thoughts. 　　The tall and voluptuous Nanako, like the other three beautiful nurses, didn't have a boyfriend, but her large breasts and pert buttocks already surpassed those of the average beautiful young woman, making her the most eye-catching , even surpassing Kyoka, whose beauty was even greater. 　　Having such a beautiful girl in the hospital was already a beautiful sight. 　　Seeing me turn to look at her, Nanako maintained her smile. "The young lady, Nagatsu Ayaka, whom you greeted yesterday, arrived at eight o'clock. She and her mother are waiting in your office now." 　　"Okay." 　　I walked towards the office. 　　Nanako, as usual, followed me with small, quick steps. "This morning there are eight people having physical examinations, and two surgeries at ten o'clock. Dr. Tominaga has made all the preparations, and all the patients' pre-operative examinations are normal." 　　I paused and said, "From now on, besides Keiko, let Akiko also be a surgical assistant." 　　"Oh...yes!" 　　Nanako smiled, appearing even more charming and sweet. 　　Akiko's recent troubles were known to her sisters, but they didn't know how to tell me. 　　Now, by mentioning that Akiko should also participate in the surgical treatment, it was an affirmation of Akiko, and a great encouragement to the beautiful nurse who felt uneasy, , and useless. 　　Speaking of Nanako herself, she doesn't particularly enjoy surgery. Her strengths lie in interpersonal skills and small-scale management, much like her current position as the head of the outpatient building—a job she also enjoys. 　　"Squeak!" 　　The office door opened, and the two women inside stood up. The middle-aged beauty in a gorgeous dress was naturally Nagatsuka Yumi; beside her, a short-haired beauty caught my eye . 　　The girl's pretty face was pure and elegant, with a captivating charm. Beneath her long, soft eyebrows, her eyes were large and bright , her black eyelashes like thick fans, her nose straight but not harsh, her cheeks fair and smooth, and her lips pink and moist—indescribably beautiful. 　　The girl wasn't tall, slender but not bony; standing in the sunlit room , she seemed like a fairy descended from heaven, radiant and enchanting. 　　Her hair was very short, much shorter than most boys', but it didn't detract from her stunning beauty at all; instead, it added a touch of elegance mixed with a touch of heroism. 　　"Sir!" 　　Nagatsu Yumi and her daughter bowed respectfully to express their gratitude. 　　"Please sit," 　　I said calmly, nodding slightly. 　　Nagatsu Yumi didn't sit down. She took a folder from her bag and handed it to me with both hands: "Thank you for saving my daughter. I haven't been able to find a way to thank you, so I can only use this to express my humble gratitude." 　　I took it and glanced at it. It was a permit from the Japanese Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare: " The proposal for the expansion of Suzuki Private Clinic into a National Class A Hospital has been discussed and approved by the National Medical Council and submitted to the Japanese Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare for approval . This permit is hereby granted and is effective from September 26, 2000." 　　Below was the seal of the issuing authority, the Japanese Ministry of Health, Labour and Welfare. 　　Yumi Nagatsu was being too polite. She said it was just a small token of gratitude from the Nagatsu family, but the letter of permission was a truly generous gift.

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